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seeing the back view of a brunette haired woman sitting at the bar, byulyi's breathing becomes haggard. hatred immediately fills into her air. she clears her throat.

the once heartbreaker turns around, looking beautiful as always. "byul-ah, how have you been?"

"don't call me that kim yongsun." the cold ethereal woman sits next to the singer. "what do you want?"

the singer chuckles. "what's wrong byulyi?"

the younger doesn't say anything, worried that once she does, she won't stop. words will spit out her mouth, lies and truths that she can't forgive herself for so she stays quiet.

"can i get a soju bomb?" the ceo orders.

the older stares in amusement. "you can drink now, i'm impressed."

"what? do you want me back now because i'm rich?" byulyi glares at her.

yongsun smirks, raising her right eyebrow up. "actually, you're right."

"i'm not interested." the purple blacked haired girl starts getting out her seat, ready to walk away.

the singer grabs her back. "you know you can't resist me, right?"

***

byulyi runs out the hotel room, away from the sick monster.

"disgusting." she mutters under her breath, sitting down on a nearby bench close to the convenience store.

rummaging through her pockets for her phone, she panics until her mind leaves back to the hotel room. anger takes over her.

kicking the curb next to her, byulyi slouches back against the bench in desperation that no misunderstandings would happen the next morning.

***

"oh come on hyejinnie!" wheein playfully hits the younger. "you can't lie to me and tell me that kim taehyung isn't hot?"

her best friend looks at her. "he's not hot."

"it's cause you're into girls." wheein switches through the channels.

hyejin snorts. "you are too?"

"whatever." the blue haired girl grabs her cat to cuddle.

the black haired girl's phone rings, looking at the caller id, she mentally jumps and down. "she's calling! shhhh."

wheein nods, pretending to zip up her mouth and throwing the key out.

"hello?"

hearing an unfamiliar voice on the other line, hyejin gets a weird feeling thrown over her body. "so you're her mistress?"

"who are you?" her voice shaking from fear and nervousness.

the other girl chuckles. "i'm byulyi's wife."

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