Charades

With the help of one winning lottery ticket, found on the floor outside her work, Ryan finds herself rich.

But she's not rich in money, she's rich in beautiful young men.

She has won a month with the world's richest oppas and she's not looking forward to it.

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He held the cigarette up to the light and watched its smouldering end flame against the moon. "You're not planning anything, are you?"

His nails were scrubbed with dirt but his eyes were clear. When I didn't reply, he turned them on me and glared, full beam, until I glanced away with a gritted jaw.

"What would I be planning?" I muttered distastefully.

At that moment in time I decided to despise him. There was no definitive reason, only a strange sense of repugnance that shivered through me when he met my gaze.

"Oh I don't know," he sighed, smirking, as he brought the cigarette back to his lips. "Calling me 'oppa' or something..."