"Hon? Where have you been? You know that your father has been worried about you. Are you sure that you're fine going here alone?"
I looked at the text my mom gave me. After a few seconds I looked back. I sighed as I pulled my sunglasses down and hang it in the chest part of my tight blouse paired with a tight short and women's blazer.
He's still there. Where the hell is that chauffeur? I'll kill Jiyoon once that driver comes here late again. I messaged my mom to remove my thoughts for a while.
"Yes mom, We've been talking about this. I've been out in the country alone for almost 4 years and going there all by myself wont be a problem either."
My mom can really be a pain in the ass sometimes. But I can't be mad because of that attitude, it saved my life from getting ruined years ago. Getting ruined because of the guy just behind me.
I took a little peek again to see the man for the nth time. I never really expected him to be like this after four years. I visualized him wearing a striped pants and shirt while cussing behind bars. But now, who would know that the most wanted killer underground would be able to go around the city like this? Wearing a suit and tie matched with his perfect stance that screamed authority.
He would never wear something like that in public only if there's a party for socialites. Who in the depths of hell changed this man?
I shook my head to remove my thoughts and looked ahead. That question does not bother me. I don't care who changed him. I don't care who has kept him company for years and I don't care if he wanted that person near him.
Maybe because I couldn't change him like how the person he's been with did. Maybe I couldn't keep him company for ever, maybe I don't want him to be near me.
Because the last thing I want from him is the pain I never knew existed.
"Fuck where is that chauffeur?"
I swear I'll skin Jiyoon alive if I saw her. I was about to find an alternative transportation when a black Bugatti stopped right in front of me.
"Finally."
I whispered while grabbing my things and luggage. This must be the chauffeur Jiyoon sent me. I looked at the shining car again and waited for the driver to help me but instead, the window rolled down revealing two men in suite with shocked faces.
Little by little it became stoic.
"Areum?"
Shit. Right in the car, two men that were part of ruining my life stared back. They looked shiny because of their suites and sunglasses. Destiny really is playing with me.
I ran my fingers in my hair as I straightened my stance. I felt another presence behind me making me look back.
And there he was. The man of my nightmares. Wearing as smug look while eyeing me up and down.
"Staring is rude."
"Back to being a good girl I see? I'm surprised not seeing you cursing at me. We missed years baby, time flew right in front of us. And I guess fate will always be by my side."
"Is it?"
I smiled smugly and walked towards the Red Lamborghini right behind the Bugatti.
"Where are you going Areum? Do you really think that I will let you run away again?"
"It's Entice Lee"
I spat back and walked highly towards my chauffeur who has been screaming my name a billion times already.
Hello, the pain I never knew existed.
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The Killer's Sanctum// JJK vs PJM vs KTH
Фанфикsanctum \ˈsaŋ(k)-təm\ : a place where you are not bothered by any people : a place where one is free from intrusion : a place where in no one can steal one's properties ••• killer \ˈki-lər\ : a person or thing that kills someone or something : one t...