We're Way Too Different

Episode 11

''This is wrong...'' I pull away. Panting and looking down. 

''I know...'' He looks at me. ''But, you want to know what's worse than this?'' 

I look up, waiting for his answer, ''I don't care.'' He pulls me into a rough kiss, swallowing a gasp from me. He picks me up and places me on the empty and dry counter. I cup his face and lose myself in the kiss. Soon enough, we head to the bed and this moment right here is when I knew that Yung Ji and I are going to have to live with the outcomes of our actions. 

~~

I wince a little, at the sunlight coming from the side window. I shift around the bed, just to feel restriction around my hip. I look down to find Yung Ji's arm protectively wrapped around me.

 A smile comes to my face, and the events of last night come flooding back into my memories. I turn over and stare at him, sleeping peacefully. Sighing, I slowly remove his arm from me, get up from the bed and make it to the bathroom. A while later I, walk out and he's awake. 

''Morning.'' I smile, as I tie my hair back up to a messy bun. 

''Morning.'' He sits up, smiling at me. 

I walk over to the bed, and his arms smoothly and almost automatically wrap around me, bringing me down to straddle him. We begin to share a morning kiss, and soon enough, he's laid back, with me on top. His hands roaming my sides, under the silk robe. He turns us over, and trail his kisses down to my neck and collarbone, making almost inaudible moans leave me, as he tortures the sensitive flesh. 

Just before things get out of hand, I grab his face and pull him up. Smiling at him, I ask... ''Coffee?'' 

''Sure.'' He laughs at me and sits up. I get up from the bed, and walk over to the coffee maker. ''You look sexy in that robe...'' He says in a seductive tone behind me. 

''I know.'' I joke. I leave the coffee maker and walk back over to him. Time went by, the coffee is ready and soon we were done with the coffee cups, I washed them, and we started talking.

''So, I'm going to address the elephant in the room.'' I sigh. ''What is this?'' I point between us. 

''Whatever you want it to be?'' He replies. 

''No, it can't be like that.'' I defend. 

''Why not?'' He sits up and looks at me. 

''Because you're married and I'm married to the most ruthless man in the city. Not to mind that he is your best friend!'' I point out. 

''Damon left you!'' 

''And if he finds out about this, he'll kill you. Best friend or not. And you know this.'' I sigh. ''This shouldn't have happened. It was a mistake. Plus your wife... Your son... Jimin and Sung will be crushed.'' I add on. Just as I finish speaking, his phone rings and his wife's name popped up, proving my exact point. We both look at each other, realizing what this means. 

''Go, she's probably worrying sick about where you are.''  

He gets dressed, and head to the door. Before walking out, he pauses. ''What happened last night...'' 

''Please, let's finish that another time. For now, we'll recognize it for what it was. So just go.'' I smile and close the door behind him.  

Leaning against the door, I close my eyes and think to myself. ''What have you done Jiaying?''

~~

''Where have you been all last night?'' Mom asks, dad as he walks into the front door. She's in the kitchen cooking and drops the knife as soon as he walks in. 

''Morning Jimin. Morning to you two.'' He greets with a smile on his face. 

''Don't fucking greet me.'' She snaps. ''Where the hell were you?'' 

''I was out, with a friend.'' He replies. 

''At 2:00 am? And you're coming back now? At 9:00 am in the morning?'' She looks at the clock. 

''I'm sorry, but she needed my help.'' 

''She? So you were sleeping around?'' 

''Aish! Sung-ah, don't accuse me of things like that in front of my son. It makes me look like a bad father. Now, you know I wouldn't cheat on you, why do you assume these ridiculous accusations out of the blue?'' He asks. 

She stares at him for a long while and looks back at me. Taking a calm breath, she nods and smiles. ''You're right. I'm sorry.'' She picks up the knife and begins cutting again. ''Jimin, honey, get ready for school. You'll be late.'' She addresses me. I hop off the stool, grab my bag and head out of the house and into the car. 

~~

Damon...

''Sir we don't know where she is?''  One of my men speaks as he walks into my office. 

''Maybe you didn't hear me. You don't come back to my office without any knowledge of where she is!'' I shout. 

I came home, and Jiaying actually left. I didn't think she would have left. Now, she's probably somewhere in Seoul, alone. And even though I act like I don't love her, she's the best thing that's ever happened to me. It's just sometimes, she irritates me to no extent, and I lose every bit of patience I have with her. 

''B-but sir, we-''  I cut him off, with a bullet flying to the wall behind him. I slam my gun down on the desk and walk up to him. ''You come back in here again without telling me where she is, and that bullet hits you next time.'' I warn. He nods frantically and rushes out. 

Frustrated, I walk over to my desk and throw everything off. I don't know what I'll do if she's dead somewhere. I have enemies out there, I have a target on my back, and with her being loose, they'll take her and try to use her as leverage. They will want me to surrender, or pay off to save her life, or drop out of the drug/trafficking business, or bow down to them so they could be on top. 

And I Damon Queen, don't bow down to any fucking body.