You met him, your savior.
Or was he, really?
This is a spin-off from Seokjin's character from the story "His Pet".
But you don't need to read that to understand this one.
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She changed her number.
He had expected her to call him, considering how generous he was. There was no way she would whoring to other men.
He knew the lesson he taught her the other night would leave a deep impression inside her pretty head. Unless, of course, if he predicted wrong, that meant she would need a harsher lesson.
Seokjin didn't try to call her until eight days later after that night. He wanted to know if she would be the one to initiate the contact with him. When one week had passed, he asked his private investigator to get her number from Kevin. He certainly couldn't let his club manager to know if he had the slightest interest with one of the servers.
All his life, Seokjin never beg or chase a woman, he never had to.
Before his adolescence phase, he didn't really have any interest in relationship. His life was too busy between school, friends, and video games.
Then puberty hit him hard, and he grew into a man with appearance and strong appeal to the opposite sex, and whenever he wanted a woman, he would get her with little effort.
His family was established, had been loaded for a long time that could be traced back to the first generation of Kim family. With proprietary of several banks that had been run for more than two decades, Seokjin learned well from his father about management, investment, and risk taking.
He just had to play his cards right, highly educated himself on many necessary aspects, and made a timely good decisions, everything would fall into place.
Until he met her.
Sometimes anomaly happened. Even a good speculator like him made mistakes, and it was unfortunate that she had to involve in that kind of situation with him.
He wasn't one that could admit defeat.
He liked to play game, and he loved to plan his strategy, savoring the feeling everytime it came into fruition.
How stupid she could be, to switch phone number while still working in his night club. If she thought by changing her number she could avoid him altogether, she would have another thing coming for her.
It would be just a matter of time before she come to him, he would make sure of that.
It was almost six p.m. when he sat on his chair in his office, facing his private investigator in front of him.
Yun Fa was a chinese, Seokjin met the guy three years ago in Macau, and spared him from being killed by the loan shark. The timid guy was drowned too deep in debt as a result of his addiction in gambling. Who could resist the temptation of easy money when living in a city of gaming?
When Seokjin knew his past experience in China as a police officer, he took the guy with him to South Korea, and arranged him to be his assistant initially.
