Slavery || Lee Taeyong

0.11

Sicheng finally woke up from his nap. He was in an especially good mood and was also especially hungry. 

The couch in front of him was now empty. That means Mirae woke up before him and had already gone somewhere else. 

He internally groaned, feeling embarrassed that she had seen him sleeping like that. He was sure of the fact that he was an ugly sleeper. 

Opening the fridge, he saw that there was only one bottle of juice left in the package, and each bottle was only meant for one person.

He sighed and closed the fridge. 

Somebody else deserves that juice, he thought, and walked back into the twisting hallways, with endless doors of bedrooms. 

His head was pounding. The nap was to calm his nerves, but it ended up doing the exact opposite. 

Does this house even have medicine?

He ran back to the kitchen and ripped open cabinets, searching for little white bottles. He just wanted his headache to be gone.

And then it was. As if it was never there. The fact that it had disappeared so quickly was enough to give him yet another headache, but thankfully, it never came. 

Dong Sicheng went back into the hallways and turned left, where his bedroom was located.

What he saw next was surprising, and most definitely not pleasing. Kwon Mirae was perched up and leaning against the wall so that her ear was pressed against the door. 

His teeth gritted. She was spying on them? 

Sicheng saw her mouth some words to herself. 

Sicheng, she whispered. And Ryuwon?

His eyes widened and he refrained from confronting her, knowing it would only make the situation worse. 

She got up and trotted over to her own room, on the other end of the hallway. Sicheng unknowingly followed her stealthily. She stopped in front of her own door. If she turned left just a little bit, Sicheng would have easily been seen. Thankfully, she didn't. 

Sicheng instantly tapped into his brain and thought of something that could be of some or any use right now. All his ancestors were doctors, or medical specialists or something of the sort. 

Rae knocked harshly on the door. Anybody knew that she was going to question Ryuwon about what had happened between the two. 

However, Sicheng was not exactly excited to find out what would happen if she found out.

So he ran up behind her and pressed his thumb and forefinger, each on a certain point on her neck. She immediately collapsed on the floor, due to Sicheng's slow reflexes.

---

A thud echoed throughout the hallway as Ryuwon woke up from her short nap. She pulled the door open to find Sicheng hovering over an unconscious Mirae.

"Dumbass," Ryuwon sighed and grabbed Rae's legs, pulling her in the room. She shut the door afterward, leaving Sicheng standing outside wordlessly. 

---

"Do you think they'll handle it?" questioned the older in the room. "I know how uncooperative Ryuwon can be," she said. 

Kim Serin sat at her large desk in her home office. Across from her sat Kim Soyeon, the younger sister. 

They were at the other wing of the house, unknown by all the staff and guests. Serin was supposedly on a business trip and Soyeon was to manage the house for the week.

"She went in their room today, but it only lasted for a good five minutes. Nothing is happening, Serin. You will be expected to produce children in no time," Soyeon said, putting her elbows on the desk and shoving her face into her hands, exasperated from tracking the new female recruits. 

"That is the only way mother will be pleased, but what she doesn't know can't hurt her," the older replied. 

"How do you even plan to pull this off?" 

"Easy. Our new couple will be forced to have sexual interactions. Her baby will develop. A month before it's supposed to be delivered, stage a business trip. While I'm out of town, tell him I'm a month pregnant, and..." Serin lingered, yet to finish her sentence.

"It seems you haven't thought this out," Soyeon smiled lightly. "Head to sleep. We'll figure it out in the morning." 

"You sound like my mother," complained Serin. 

"I might as well be," the other chuckled. 

---

Jeon Daehyun was extremely torn apart. His wife's plane was supposed to arrive hours ago. She was nowhere to be seen, and she wouldn't reply to his texts. He wondered where on earth she was. 

He truly loved his wife, but he feared the feelings didn't reciprocate. It didn't make sense to him. 

He was rich, smart, funny, and was even a tad good looking. What was there not to like? It was almost as if Daehyun was doing something that upset Serin. 

He dismissed the idea and clicked Serin's contact again. The call immediately went to voicemail and slight pain started to grow in his head. 

He threw his phone at the wall, overwhelmed by anger and frustration. 

"This can't go on anymore," he said through gritted teeth.

"I need to know," he mumbled. "Why does my wife hate me so much?"

a/n:

totally gonna like unpublish all my books or smth cuz I totally can't keep up

edit: actually meant to publish this a couple dayz ago never went thru ://