Kai is tapping his fingers unconsciously again on his working desk. He started working on his laptop hours ago but he has not accomplished anything yet. He had been staring at the monitor, finished his coffee, talked to Krystal a bit, but still, nothing no work is done. He held the side of his temples, massaging it a bit and glancing at his phone from time to time.
It's three in the morning and Sehun didn't sent him anything about the person he's talking about.
"How am I suppose to find that girl if he's this slow?" He muttered to himself.
A sudden pop-up from the side of the monitor's screen flashed, indicating it was an e-mail. He clicked it and not so to his surprise, it was his fucking friend, Sehun.
To: Kim Jongin
Subject: HerI don't really like sharing these photos with you you fucker, but I need to since I'm asking you a favor. Attached to these are the photos taken from days ago. Thanks, man.
From: Oh Sehun
CEO of the Serenity Hotel and Restaurant, IncorporationKai blinked twice before scrolling down and clicked the photos attached in the e-mail. He snickered, grabbed his phone and texted his friend.
To: Sehun
YAH. You never mentioned she's in this level of visuals. I have no problems with finding girls like her.Sent. But it didn't took a minute for Sehun to reply.
From: Sehun
Fuck off."Whoa." Kai said, laughing at his friend's reaction to his joke. Once possessive, always possessive, he thought.
To: Sehun
Alright. I'll make a search warrant letter by tomorrow. Don't worry your ass too much. We can begin the search the day after tomorrow.That was the only news Sehun wanted to hear. He tossed his phone to his side and slumped his back on the headboard.
Thoughts kept running inside his head, questions like why would he spent extra effort finding this girl whom he just met? The same situation happened with Seulgi before. They met as strangers, interacting at a restaurant completely unaware that they're strangers. Until chance played it right and they met again, with Seulgi as his personal psychiatrist.
He ruffled his hair gruffly, trying to get the guy off his head. That person is not my concern now, he thought.
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Irene knows it's been hours, but she is not deprived with basic needs because the goons who kidnapped her were surprisngly feeding her with care. But she chose not to eat and deal with her hunger. She needs to think how to escape from this place.
"How long will you keep up with that front, miss? We're seriously being nice to you from the very start. We need to feed you because the Master told us." The guy named Taehyung, as she remembered, said.
"Then tell your master, I'm not hungry. I'd rather rot and die here." She coldly said.
Taehyung laughed, the laugh which Irene could sense changed into something grim rather than the natural joking laugh he expresses a while ago with the guy named Hobi.
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FantasyAfter a long time of living peculiarly, Irene desperately wanted to have a 'good' life. Striving to circumvent the call of her lineage, she finds herself slowly making the life she have always wanted with the man, Oh Sehun. Copyrights 2017.