Deep Bloody Wounds

C H A P T E R 1

Hey guyyzzz, sorry for making u all wait but here u go. A small present for waiting for us and supporting.
Love ya❤
ENJOY👐
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Noah

What an exhausted week it was in Korea. Every day it was like work,work and work. Other than work, there was nothing to do. Boring me and Boring my life. I feel like that's the only purpose of my life. Well, I do enjoy fame (some times) and my hard work is in it. Life takes a lot from you and gives you a lot as well. But sometimes it just takes away our loved ones. Where ever the loved ones are, I hope they're happy and their souls are resting in peace.

It's going to be a long flight to America. I just closed my eyes to take a nap, and suddenly my phone started ringing and the funny thing about my ringtone is that it's too loud and it freaking annoys me a lot. Ughh without even looking I answered the phone with a gruff voice,

"WHO.IS.IT?", like come on I just had a long week and no one's gonna let me take a nap.

"여보세요"
"Hello"
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Ahh...it was Mr Jung from Korea. What a gentleman he was. He accompanied me in Korea very well.

노아 씨를 방해해서 죄송 합니다만 여기서 한 일에 대해 감사 드리고 싶었습니다.

" Sorry to disturb you Mr.Noah but we just wanted to thank you for the things you did for us."
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"완전히 괜찮습니다. 실제로 회사가 다시 발을 내딛는 것을 돕는 것은 좋은 일이었습니다.
"its totally fine. It was indeed a good deed to help your company to bring it back to its feet and above all it was nice meeting you all."
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" 고마워 노아"
"Thank you Mr.Noah"
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"즐거움은 모두 입니다"
Pleasure is all mine"
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"안전한 여행 노아. 안녕"
Have a safe trip Mr.Noah, Goodbye."
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안녕
"Goodbye"
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I just threw my phone on the other seat of my private plane. I just rested my head on the soft cushion, within a second everything blacked out and I was deep in my dream Land.
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After a long flight of like 14 or 16 hours, I was jet-lagged and I still wanted to sleep more. Well, what can I say to my precious sleep? I have to sleep whenever I reach home.

Drive from the airport to my place was like 10 minutes. I reached home after feeling like an hour because of the new York's traffic. It was like the world is filled with cars and only cars.

I thanked my driver Robert, for dropping me home and had to tolerate the traffic here. He nodded as a welcome.

I reached the huge doors and rung the bell. After like a minute, the maid opened the doors and welcome me in. I smiled at my sweetheart oldest worker of my house, Aunt Amelia.