You Were My Love

Scene 7 - Attraction

Tae Hyung couldn't have imagined how right his intuitions were unless he had known what Hae Wong was thinking at that very moment, his mind processing fast...

There was something ... something about that kid's face...

Something sweet...

Was it the cute shape of his eyes? ...

The delicate jaw line?...

The shiny feather-light hair that fluffed around when he moved faster or turned his head?...

Yes, it was all of this... But there was more ... Much more...

It was ... his skin. That skin.

As though the softness of his skin could actually be seen, so obvious that it was tempting, that it made you crave to touch...

As Hae Wong's eyes traced down the features of the handsome face, they fell on his lips...

The craving turned into an urge and Hae Wong had to blink away to prevent himself from stretching his trembling hand up to the cutest part of it all...

Momentary relief from temptation came as one of the domestics announced dinner to be served and all rose to reach the next room...

The room they entered was richly adorned, as was the table, though you could sense it was not in full apparel : there were only three sets of plates, crystal glasses and silverware on the white silk brocade tablecloth - the hosts paid respect to their guests without putting too much pressure on them.

Tae's father sat at the leading seat, his wife and business partner taking the chairs on either side of him ; Tae went for the other end of the table while Hae Wong took a seat near the landlady.

Jimin felt a squeeze in his chest as he sat opposite the gorgeous prince.

Seconds after they were all seated, the landlord gestured to the servants, and delicious dishes were served immediately, conversations resuming at once among the groups.

Hae Wong waited for a pause in Tae Hyung's flowing comments on the latest video games to address the cutie. As their conversation started, it was as though a bubble of intimacy built around them, nearly shutting everything around out of their own world.

"How long have you been dancing?"

Gosh, his voice was so appealing and mellow, he could have yielded even his deepest thoughts. Jimin felt shivers travel down his spine.

"I don't remember exactly, but ever since I was a kid I imagine..."

"You must really like to dance if you major in it..."

"Yes, I do. Passionately. I couldn't live without dancing."

There was a slight pause then the young man pensively said :

"... was wondering..."

"... Yes?"

"There's this show at the theater that I have to attend to, for public relations purposes ... it's called 'Kung' or something like that, I don't know if you've heard of it... But do you think you would mind joining me on that one? I'll have a lot of handshaking and obsequious flattering to do, but you'll get to see the show for free..."

Jimin's eyes instantly lit up at the name – he couldn't possibly be alluding to the B-Boy Kung Festival, could he?? His fast, lively reply clearly stated his interest.

"Actually, I was dying to see it!! And I'd love to go with you."

"Fine, then. I'll come and get you on Saturday. Is 6 pm OK for you?"

"That would be perfect! Thank you so much!" Jimin beamed.

Even though the two were ignoring their young host, unwillingly he was sure, Tae had his head bent on his plate to avoid their noticing he was grinning... Well, well, well... Who could have guessed things would have turned out this way?

As they were talking about exchanging addresses and phone numbers, Hae Wong too tried to keep his shrewd smile on the low key, as he knew he had managed to hit the mark with the cute angel...

The rest of the meal went on as perfectly well, conversations coming and going between the guests and hosts at a pleasant rhythm until it was time for the government workers to leave.

All bowed respectfully towards each other as they bid their farewell and went.

As soon as Hae Wong had fastened his seat belt, he took out his phone, dialing his personal secretary's number.

"Yes, sir?"

"I don't care how you do that, find me two VIP tickets for the B-Boy Kung Festival, this Saturday, 8 pm."

"Yes, Sir, I'll do that immediately, Sir."

Hae Wong hung up with a satisfied smile, until his father spoke.

"Well, it seems that you're not that unskillful after all..."

"I beg your pardon, Father?"

"I saw you with the Parks' son... you managed well..."

"Yes, Father..." Hae Wong tried to hide his wonder. What the hell was he talking about?

Eyes shining with a graceless light, the older man went on.

"It's going to be handy to make friends with that tycoon Park's son... I want you to treat him to anything he likes ... Send him flowers; take him out, shower him with gifts, do whatever it takes, I want the family Lee's name to be heard of by that Park money-maker..."

"Yes, Father," he answered, pretended obedience showing. Well that was a first... For once, his father's commands and his own coincided... He wouldn't need to be asked twice on that one.

The blond charmer tried to hide a smirk, already planning the next moves in his lustful mind.

He dialed again.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Send me a list of all the up-coming events in Seoul and of the best-rated cafes in the arts university area."

"Yes, Sir. I got the tickets, Sir."

"Sure," he replied bluntly and pressed off.

That was simply perfect. Hiding his overjoyed satisfaction from his father, he kept silent for the rest of the ride, mentally continuing his planning of the next dates with his Jimin.

Yes, HIS Jimin.

His father's demands had unleashed his desires full blast... a commanding lust ... an impatient greed...

He wanted him.

He had to have him.

He was going to make them all his, one way or the other... those eyes ... this face ... those lips ... this wonderfully shaped butt...

All HIS.

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Look forward to the next chapter...

Scene 8 - Wolf Mode