Room #19 || e)(o Chanyeol

D O O R #5

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"Park Chanyeol" I whispered to myself. I couldn't lie he was a handsome man.

One that seemed interesting enough to want to know but cold enough to rethink that idea.

His voice. I bet every girl has fell for it. I couldn't look passed the aura around him. Dangerous. "You don't want to know me" At time I didn't know what he meant by that.

Now I think I know why, he was a rich guy. Knowing him would probably put anyone at risk of getting caught up in things that could destroy you.

Money is destruction. I always thought that since I was a young girl.

Movies show it all the time. Nothing good comes out of being apart of it. Nothing.

Greed. Power. Manipulation. Sounds like a sweet song to one of them. "It comes with the game" One might say. I scoffed at the thought.

Walking back to the hotel after a long day. I couldn't help myself from thinking about what Suho had said earlier. Suho was one of the people that I knew from my work team.

"Boy, Am I glad to see you" Suho said to me when we sat in the meeting room. I furrowed my brows at him.

"The other night you were so messed up from the alcohol" oh he means that night. "Yeah I am so sorry about that" I gave him a small smile.

"Thanks for taking me back to my room" His face turned strange. "I
didn't take you back to your room" He continued "You refused anyone's help so you went off by yourself" Then how did I get back?

"Are you alright?" He held my shoulder, trying to look into my downcasted eyes.

"Yeah," I gently push his hand off my shoulder. Smiling at him. If he wasn't the one who took me back then who did? Still half of that night is blurry. I thought maybe I passed out and someone took me back. I felt this strange knot in my stomach. Something is wrong.

Nothing was clicking.

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