Elites of Seoul

Chapter 6

3 years ago

His parents had once again dragged Baekhyun to Park's estate, he had tried every excuse to evade tonight's event but his dad had been adamant about him attending. His cousin, Taehyung, was lucky as he was away on a school trip to Japan.

It was the third grand event the Park family had hosted this month; this time it was to celebrate 18-year-old Park Chanyeol's graduation from high school and him getting accepted in a prestigious university in New York where he would pursue his MBA.

Baekhyun personally didn't give two shits about what the soon to be Park heir did in his future endeavours, but he had to tail along with his parents yet again for the sake of their social status and business partnerships.

The blonde haired young Byun sipped on his wine, his eyes casually surveyed the people in the grand hall.

Since his high school graduation, Baekhyun had gotten an internship at his father's company as well as the acceptance from a prestigious Korean university. His MBA course had yet to start, but his father was already drilling him with work that one would expect from a post-graduate.

Baekhyun was knackered, to say the least.

He only hoped to find a good lay tonight, someone who had the looks and the skills to send him to cloud nine.

As Baekhyun drank the wine he caught the eyes of the Wu Empire's heir, Wu Yifan who also goes by the name of Kris. He was one of Chanyeol's best friends hence Baekhyun never had gotten the chance to talk to him.

Kris looked at him and sent him a smirk as he raised his own glass as if to say cheers; Baekhyun responded by raising his glass as well, his eyes seductively checked the taller male out.

Baekhyun had to confess that Kris was extremely good-looking; he had also appeared in some famous spreads sometimes with the tall big-eared idiot. It's a shame how many people Baekhyun had lost out on getting to know, no thanks to Park Chanyeol's wide social circle.

Baekhyun always tried to get to know people who had no relations with the overgrown idiot but these days it was getting harder and harder since nearly everyone was in close relations with the over-friendly Park family.

Whilst Baekhyun was busy pondering over this dilemma he hadn't realised that Kris had now strolled up to him.

"Hello, gorgeous," Baekhyun caught the low voice speaking in a perfect Canadian accent which he found extremely hot.

"Thank you," Baekhyun replied but in Korean, he didn't want to make a fool of himself with his poor English. He knew that he looked stunning tonight; he had paid extra attention to his eye makeup to further accentuate his eyes and so hoped that there would be less talk and more physical contact between them soon.

"I don't think we have ever introduced ourselves to each other before," Kris sipped on his own glass of wine. "That has to be it, as there is no way I would have ever forgotten such a beauty if we had."

"Of course," Baekhyun giggled, his kohl-rimmed eyes crinkling cutely making Kris adorn a dazed expression. "I am Byun Baekhyun by the way," he reached out his dainty hand for the Wu heir who shook it eagerly, refusing to let go of his hand, the latter's firm grip turned into a caressing hold.

Oh, he had it so bad, Baekhyun thought gleefully in his mind.

"Oh, I see," Kris understood now why he never had the chance to meet this exquisite beauty. It was like a law of physics; you were either close to the Parks or the Byuns never to both. "I am Wu Yifan but you can call me Kris," he winked smoothly, which sent a stronger blush on Baekhyun's already slightly pink cheeks.