Gravitate | YJH

"How's the look?" Seokmin said, holding up the photo towards Jeonghan's face.

His gaze lazily followed the picture. He studied the photo, his look dull but his eyes roaming over the face as if calculating.

"Never-been-touched-by-a-male-specie look."

He finally spoke.

With a click of his tongue, "But it's a cost of the fortune that filthy, money-grubbing leech, Cha has to cough up."

He stopped and stared up with a look that shouted something more than just danger and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his legs lips twitched up into a slow smirk.

"And who says she couldn't serve a purpose or two."

His dark gaze met Seokmin through his hair, which fell slightly on his face.

"What if she turns out the one who bites back?"

"We'll see. After all she cost a fortune, we'll have to endure some. If things get out of hand, you know who Yoon Jeonghan is."