𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 || 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑊𝑜𝑜𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔✔

Chapter 11

Hea PV

"We?!? I'm not included in that 'we'!!"
I almost yell at him; I'm about to go to my brother and unleash hell.
"We would have told you soon;
But I don't understand why you get so angry ... it seemed obvious that Hongjoong would have liked me as your husband;
We have been best friends for years and you and me have a wonderful friendship"
"Exactly!! Friendship Seonghwa, you're like another brother to me.."
Seonghwa is one of the first people who welcomed me to the estate and I have many beautiful memories with him, I don't want this to change.
"But you're not like a sister to me ..I always thought you were beautiful from the first time I saw you, and when I got to know you better over time, I fell in love with you"
He says, softening his tone, advancing towards me.
"Seonghwa i-"
I didn't expect him to feel something like that for me, I am speechless.
"I know it might be weird at the beginning ... but over time you'll start seeing me like a husband."
He says, now in front of me, taking my hands in his.
"I will take care of you Hea, I will love you as you deserve"
Tears start to fall from my eyes, and Seonghwa lifts my face by placing his finger under my chin.
"Don't tell me you're falling in love with the Earl."
His tone is harsh and his eyes inquisitive; I can't admit my feelings even to myself, how could I confess them to him now.
"Don't talk nonsense! He is a noble"
I say in a whisper.
"So that's the problem ...If he wasn't, you would admit it!"
He says leaving my hands and starting to walk nervously around the room.
"You will fall into his arms.."
"Don't treat me like a slut! I won't let you!"
The respect I have for myself goes beyond the desire I can feel for Wooyoung.
"This is what women are for nobles! You would do anything to spend a night with them! Servants live in the illusion that they will marry them.."
"I've had enough!!"
I will not stay here a second longer, to make me say that I am a whore from my "future husband".
I get up from the desk and walk away quickly, slamming the door behind me, still hearing the voice of Seonghwa calling me.

I walk a little aimlessly through the corridors, with eyes still blurry with tears.
Until I hit something, or rather someone..
"Hea! What happened?!"
Wooyoung asks me with a worried tone, but instead of answering my tears intensify, preventing me even to respond.
"Come with me"
He says grabbing my wrist; drags me, and pushes me into a room.
"Hea talk to me"
He tells me as he closes the door behind him; and I open my eyes, noticing that he took me to my room.
"Nothing"
I whisper between sobs,
"Are you crying for nothing? So you're crazy ... interesting"
He tells me with a playful smile, caressing away the tears from my cheeks.
"I hate when someone wants to decide my life without even bothering to tell me"
"And who is this someone?"
"Hongjoong"
I say without thinking, but seeing his look I understand that I should have been silent.
"The groom?! What-"
"He is my brother"
I confess and his eyes widen in surprise,
"How..but.."
He mumbles, looking around confused.
"Aren't you-"
"A noble? No, I'm just a simple servant"
I find the courage to admit.
"A servant ?!"
Wooyoung says in an almost disgusted tone, and I nod.
"You made fun of me.."
He says, as if he were in a trans, looking into the void.
"I would never dare-"
But before I can finish, a pain attacks my cheek, and I fall to the ground losing my balance; and only later, I realize that he slapped me.
"Wooyoung"
I say looking at him in surprise and fear, holding my cheek.
"Don't call me Wooyoung! I'm Sir for you!"
He says, and then he kneels in front of me.
"I hope you had fun..Because now I'll be the one to have fun with you"
He lifts one side of his lip, in a devil's smile; making me feel a shiver of fear along my back.