Her Little Sister

Her Little Sister

Her Little Sister

Her Little Sister

Come into a world between rich life, criminality and morality. And begin to walk on the thin line of hate and love.

I don't know how I get into this mess. A year ago I was proud to be the heir of Kim Corp, taking over the company of my parents. But now I have a new sister who I happen to fell in love with, a lawyer who like to sleep with the lawyer of my parents, a cook that is dating my maid and parents who only seems to retiere to fulfil there criminal needs. And last but not least a contract that is messing with me, my new sister and parents.

New Sister

Chapter 1 New Sister

I sat in my work room in front of a lot of stacks of papers and sighed for the nth time as my eyes tried to take in the next list of numbers. Despite the clock on the wall already showed eight in the evening I had to do a lot of paperwork to calculate and check the results of import and export of Kim Corp, which I gladly and

proudly took over two years ago. The mansion was quiet and almost empty. Just two or three maids were trying to clean the already clean house. The mansion I was living in was a present of my parents as I took over the company. If you would asked me a two or three-room flat would have done it, too. I wasn't the type, who lived like a maniac with pockets full of money. My family is rich, thats true, and my bank account shows a lot of numbers before the comma was in sight, but I don't believe that this automatically gives me the right to spend it for meaningless

things. Besides I don't have enough time to go shopping, whether it was in a shopping mall or online. I closed my eyes to let them rest for a few seconds, but before I could count to three a knock was heard on the door. I lifted my head and saw a head look into the room. As her eyes linked with mine the girl slipped into the room and quietly closed the door.

“I'm sorry to interrupt you Taeyeon-ah, but your parents are here to see you.” The

girl in front of me said.

I sighed again. I wasn't prepared to step in front of my parents and way too tired to

have an argumentation with them. “Thank you, Sunny. You can go to bed if you want.” I smiled at her and raised a finger as she was about to disagree. An honest

'please' slipped through my lips.

Now it was her time to sigh. “Just call me if you need me, ok? You're parents are waiting in the living room.” Sunny said and left the room as quiet as she came. She

was one of my few maids in this mansion and I could call her my best friend. She knew almost everything about me and my situation and of course was always there, if I needed someone to talk to. I let her and the other maids call me by my first name. It was simpler this way and it created a better atmosphere to work in. I took a deep breath and went downstairs to greet my parents. I just wore my black dress shirt loosely out of my matching suit pants. My hair was dark brown and a little bit messy. But I really didn't care at this moment. I mean, I was in my house and my parents were visiting me unexpected.

I walked into the big living room and was surprised to see a girl sitting next to them. She were just sitting there quietly, looking at her hands on her lap, while my mom talked endlessly with my father. This whole situation told me that something wasn't right in the first place, but I was sure that I was about to find out what it was in a few seconds. I cleared my throat and caught the attention of my parents but also of the girl next to them. As she looked up her eyes immediately locked with mine. I felt like the whole world was the cruelest place I ever lived in. She looked young, innocent and beautiful, but her eyes displayed sadness and emptiness. It was like she reflected my feelings in every little details. But there was more than

that. There was an emotion that let a cute little cat look like the white shark himself.

Fear.

“Taeyeon sweetheart.” My moms voice brought me back to reality. As I was

looking at her she was already walking to me. Her arms stretched out to wrap me into a motherly hug. Or you could say she tried to give me a motherly hug, because it just was a slight contact that you could consider to think about if it would be called hug and of course it was motherly, because she was my mother – at least on

paper. She looked at me after she 'hugged' me. “What a sight you are, darling.”

I mentally sighed again. My mother was in her early fifties and acted like a british lady with her 'darling' and 'sweetheart'. The worst of all was that she was saying random english words that she heard in her precious soups she was watching all the time. Fortunately I had to study english to become a business woman so I had the ability to understand what she was trying to say.

“It's nearly nine o'clock on a monday evening, mom. Of course I'm looking like a

drained girl. And we have to point out that you came uninvited.” I said

uninterested and irritated at the same time. “Do you want something to drink?” I

added before my mother had the chance to reply.

She shook her head. “We told that your little maid earlier. We don't need

something to drink. We won't stay long enough to get drunk, honey.” She giggled at her own statement, but unfortunately started to talk again before I finished

rolling my eyes. “Anyway. Where is James?”

“Of course! The young man that worked here as you moved in.” My mother chirped. “He was way better than the little girl you call a maid.”

“Mom.” I said calmly. “This man you're calling James was a pervert. He tried to

rape me in the first few days I lived here. If this little girl I like to call my maid wouldn't have saved me with the help of my driver I would have a kid today and

would be jobless.”

“But your mother would be pleased to see him.” She said like a diva.

“Dad!” I looked to the sofa, where my father was still sitting. “Don't you want to get a hold of your wife and help your daughter once in a while?”

“Oh don't look at me like I have something to do with all this, Taeyeon.” My father

said and inched closer to the girl with a perverted grin. I shivered at the sight and had the urge to protect the girl.

“Who is she?” I asked out loud.

“Oh! Taeyeon my beloved. We bought you a new sister.” My mother smiled

widely next to me.

And here it came again. This was the little 'something is wrong' I knew would come. Despite I was tired as hell, I was irritated as shit now. Of course I knew the little difference between 'bought' and 'brought'. And of course I knew that they did it again.

“You bought me a human being again?” I said irritated.

“Yeah, sure. And after I slept with them they mysteriously disappear.” I moved my

hands like something is disappearing

"Then you're not as good as you think, darling." My mom answered with a slight giggle after she roughly patted my cheek and walked to the girl. The girl

uncomfortable shifted in her seat.

"She should live with you so you can get to know each other better." My dad said still with a perverted grin on his face.

I signed again. I think I could have beat the record for sighing today. I should set me a reminder to contact the Guinness Book of Records to get the official number of sighing the most in one day.

"Ok now you said what you wanted so you could be so friendly and let me finish my work." I said and gestured to the door.

"You throw us out of the house after all we have done to you?" My mother said and faked tears.

"That's right mom. All you have done to me and not for me."

My mother just scoffed and walked to the door. My father perversely wink to the girl and walked out of my mansion with my mom. I inhaled deeply before I turned around to the girl. She was still looking at her lap. I wasn't quite sure what to do and I was afraid she would be scared if I would suddenly sit next to her.

"Hey." I said soft and calm to get her attention. She hesitantly looked up to me. Her eyes still showed the same emptiness and sadness of mine but the fear started to slowly fade away.

"What's your name?" I asked carefully.

"Stephanie Hwang Miyoung. But they call me Tiffany." She said with a low voice, barely audible.

I warmly smiled at her. I knew as she said 'they' she meant my parents.

"I would like to call you Miyoung. Tiffany doesn't seem right." I said and held my hand out. "Do you want me to show you around the house?"

Miyoung hesitated but slowly stood up from the couch. I was surprised that she was a few inches taller than me."How old are you?"

"I'm 16 years old." She answered politely.

I scratched my nape and looked up at her. "I'm 22 but I think we should call you the big sister with the height of yours." I chuckled awkwardly but my heart stopped beating as she started to giggle and took my hand. Her husky and yet soft giggle let something appear deep in me that I thought I would never feel in my whole life. The next half hour I showed her the mansion from the kitchen to the second living room, which I often uses as some kind of arcade room with sunny, because of all the video game consoles and the big TV on the wall. I also showed her the part of the house where the maids, the driver and the gardener lived. It was like a second house in the mansion with their own kitchen, living room and bedrooms for each of them. If I wouldn't have to hold meetings in my mansion too I would let the others live freely in my mansion. The only maid that had a bedroom in my section of the mansion was Sunny.

“And this is Sunny's room.” I said as we both stood in front of a door with a door

plate on it, which said 'Only for Gamers'. Her room was located next to my home office and opposite of my room.

Miyoung chuckled lightly next to me, her hand still in mine. “I think I understand the meaning of the door plate after we visited the second living room.”

I nodded proudly with a smile on my face. But it was replaced as she suddenly

frowned. “You told me that Sunny was a maid too, but why isn't she sleeping with the others?” Miyoung asked confused.

I released a sigh of relieve, because I thought there was something wrong. “She

became my best friends over the years and she refused to live with the others. Don't get me wrong it doesn't mean she doesn't like them but as silly as it sounds

she is feeling responsible for me, so she stays close to me.” She nodded her head

cutely as she understood all of it.

“This is my home office and this is my room.” I pointed at the respective doors and led her to a guest room next to mine. “And this will be your room. It is just a guest

room but we will alter it into your own room in the next days so you can feel

comfortable.”

“Thank you.” Tiffany said softly and smiled at me. My heart stopped again as I

saw her eyes disappearing into two crescents and I think I was blushing at that time. I rubbed my nape shyly and felt like I was 16 myself again. But before I could sent her off to rest something caught my mind.

“Do you have luggages with you?” I asked. I didn't remember to see anything stand

shook her head. I was surprised myself. It was rarely that my parents just bring the

girl and not their clothes. “Ok then you can have some of spare clothes in the guest room. I think some of the clothes should fit you.”

She nodded and was about to open the door as I lightly squeezed her hand to get

her attention. “Rest well. We can talk about the rest tomorrow after I came back from work. If you have questions don't be shy and just asked the maids.” I said and

warmly smiled at her. She reflected my smile and went into the room.

I sighed again as I walked into my home office, where stacks of papers were still waiting for me. I plopped into my office chair and took a sip of the cold coffee that was still standing on the desk. I shuddered as the black cold liquid flowed down my throat.

“Another round, another fun time.” I murmured and started to work again.

I yawned for the tenth time as the clock showed 3 o'clock in the morning. I rubbed my eyes as the numbers in front of me started to dancing weird dances on the paper and decided to call it a day. I walked lazily into my room switching on the dimmed ceiling light and changed into my pajama. As I turned around I abruptly stopped as I saw a person lying in my bed. My hand went up to rub my eyes in hope I was just hallucinating. But the image stayed the same. I walked slowly to my bed and bend down to see the face of the person. I was prepared to see a maid sleeping there, because sometimes they had a hard time to tidy up my room and wanted to just sit down for a minute but unfortunately fell asleep on my comfy bed. I slowly lifted my hand to move her hair away from her face and my eyes immediately widened as saw who the person was, who occupied her bed. It was the young girl I was showing around the house a few hours ago. As I put her hair behind her ear her

hand reached up and touched mine. Instead of instantly pulling away I remained unnaturally calm.

“I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?” I asked quietly. She just tiredly shook her head

and scoot over to leave some space for me to lie on. It was easy for me to slip under the blanket because I have a queen size bed with enough place to fit two people. Her hand was still in mine as she slowly scoot back to me until her body was pressed against mine. Miyoung released my hand just to hug my waist and lay her head against my chest. Without thinking I hugged her back and gave her

warmth and comfort.

“I'm scared to sleep alone in this big house of yours.” She mumbled into my chest.

I slowly began to stroke her back to reassure her that I was there. “It's ok. As long as you feel secure I will be by your side.”

“Thank you.” She whispered and snuggled into my chest. I could feel her steady

breath against my shirt but I know that she wasn't asleep yet. My hand continued to stroke her back to give her the relaxing feeling that will follow by sleeping

soundly.

“What time do you have to stand up?” She broke the silence.

“6 a.m.” I answered quietly.

“Than you should sleep. You don't even have three hours left.” She mumbled

worried.

She chuckled at my answer. “Then let us fall asleep together.” Miyoung said and

rubbed her nose against my chest to slightly tickle me. It was an attitude of her that I found more than just cute. We both laughed softly and fell asleep a few minutes later. I didn't know what happened on that day, if it was just sisterly love or it was more than that. But I was sure that she was the one that could turn my life into something worth to life.

It's been three years since Miyoung stepped into my life. It was like a little

sunshine shone into the little thing I called the life of mine, which went into a way I couldn't complain. My company was much more successful than ever, my friends having a good time also and Miyoung was on her way to become a successful actor and model after I sent her on an acting school she wanted to go. She was also having her own room were she often slept – her own little pink paradise. But whenever it was about to thunder outside or she had nightmares she would sleep by my side. She wasn't as shy as she was in the first weeks in this mansion. She was cocky and likes to talk freely what was on her mind just to piss me off when we were not alone – like a little sister would do to her big sister. But when we were alone she would turn into some cute and shy little girl again. Miyoung always liked to cuddle with me on the couch every time we would watch a movie in my second living room or when she was too tired to go to school in the

morning. And of course I would let her do all these things. I mean why should I dissociate myself from her when I liked all the cuddling and teasing and warmth she was giving me. One day she was having an argument with Sunny because I worked nonstop in my office at the company building, which means I wasn't home for more than a week. She was trying to press Sunny and my driver to get her there or get me back to the mansion. As soon as I was at home Miyoung was always by my side and tried to make physical contact by holding my arm or hand or just hugging me. This time was the first time I saw a clingy Miyoung and a really hard laughing Sunny, who wasn't stop teasing me about the overreaction of

Miyoung, who wouldn't leave my bed at night the next four weeks. But I wasn't complaining because it felt nice to have her in my arms while she was sleeping. It was the first time in this three years I had the urge to kiss her milky white skin.

One night she came into my home office and started to argue with me about the fact that I didn't had time to see her first stage play because an important last minute meeting came up. It was a really bizarre fight and ended with her being pined against the wall by me and my lips dangerously close to hers. Fortunately Sunny came into the office because she heard the loud thud Miyoung made as she collide with the wall and the whole screaming thing. After this incident I

thought a lot about my feelings for Miyoung and that she is maybe more than just an adoptive sister.

The door of my office swung open and my lawyer stepped into the room. She closed the door and slumped into the cushioned armchair in front of my desk. “This is so exhausting, Taeng.” She huffed and run a hand through her raven black hair.

“Ok, this doesn't sound good, Yul.” I said as I sat back in my executive chair. “I think 'not good' is like an understatement. This contract your parents made as they adopted Miyoung is bulletproof and I have to get really naughty to loosen it a bit. And this missy you call the lawyer of your parents isn't helping at all.” Yuri said as she huffed again.

“Oh this Jung girl you like to sleep with sometimes?” I asked curiously. Of course I saw the lawyer of my parents a few times but I didn't have to speak to her. She was beautiful with her white flawless skin and with her light brown long hair. A lot of prosecutor turned their lawsuit down because of her beauty and her ability to appeal to their conscience.

“i just can't resist her when she's angry. And the things she can do in bed are just awesome.” Yuri smirked as she was slightly spacing out.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled. “Back to the contract please.”

She coughed and rubbed her neck. “Yeah. Sorry. The contract...The contract is only invalid after you had sex with her.”

“What?!” I almost shouted. But something wasn't right. “There is a big 'but' am I right?”

“I'm confident that you won't like this 'but', but Miyoung will automatically not be your adoptive sister anymore as soon as you two did this intimate act of love, but she will be the property of your parents. That means they can do whatever they want to her and that includes their secret activities.” Yuri said as she unfolded a folder and laid it in front of me on my desk. I began to angrily read the contract. A lot of bad words leaped to my eyes like drugs and human trafficking.

“We assume that your parents are part of the drug dealer and prostitution cartel.” She added.

I widened my eyes. “I'm afraid I have to repeat myself but...What!?”

“We don't have the prove yet but...it would explain all the girls they bought and took away after you slept with them. Most of them were sighted at some famous cathouse or something like that.”

I slumped back into my chair and sighed. “I think I need a drink.” I couldn't believe that my parents would do something like drug smuggling or being owner of a cathouse. It was like I only took over the company to satisfy their criminal needs. “I'm always impressed that you are a good kid, Taeng. I mean your parents are far away from being saints.” Yuri said as she took the folder. “I think I should drive you home. It's just 4 pm but I think you need some time let it sink. Come on.” I nodded my head and grabbed my belongings. Yuri brought me to her car and drove me home.

“I will pick you up tomorrow. Until then I will have a plan to get you and Miyoung out of this mess.”

I just nodded again and walked to my door. As I stepped into the mansion I was greeted by a happy smiling Miyoung who was sitting on the couch in the living room. She immediately stood up and ran to me but stopped as she saw my lifeless looking body. Her mouth opened, probably wanting to ask, if there was

something wrong but I interrupted her with my body crashing against hers. I hold onto her tightly and laid my head on her shoulder. She hugged me back and

slowly stroked my back like I did 3 years ago. She was silent and so was I. Miyoung knew that something was wrong but she gave me the time I needed to tell her what it was.

“Could you please sleep by my side tonight?” I whispered weakly against her neck. I felt her shiver slightly because of my breath but was too shocked of the things Yuri told me that I couldn't even smirk.

Miyoung tightened her hug around me. “Of course I can.” She whispered against my ear.

“Bring her into her room and let her rest for a while.” Another voice next to me said softly to Miyoung. The timbre of her voice told me that it should be Sunny but I felt too empty to care about something like that. I could feel Miyoung nodding and the next thing she did surprised me. She took me bridal style like it was nothing and took me to my room to lie me down on the bed. Before she could let go I gripped her shirt, not letting her go. “Please don't go.”

“i wouldn't leave even if I have to. I just have to pull away to put the blanket above you so I can join you, ok?” She asked softly. I hesitantly nodded but took my hands away. After Miyoung put the blanket above me, she slipped under it as well. Every thought and bad feeling were drawn out of my body as her eyes locked mine. My conscience was thrown away and didn't had the strength to come back. My hand came up to cup her cheek with my thumb caressing it. “You're beautiful you know that?” I asked her softly. Her cocky self was gone instantly and her cheeks showed a natural blush. But it seems like she was taking all her courage to answer me this time.

“And do you know that you are cute?” She asked with the same softness I talked to her.

“Not as cute as you are.” I answered and she smiled. “What is wrong Tae?” She asked worried.

“Can't I just compliment you?”

She chuckled as she laid her hand above mine. “Of course you can but today it is different.”

“i'm just afraid to loose you.” I said pulled her closer.

“You won't loose me. I won't leave someone as kind and gentle as you. I'm happy to have you as my sister.” Miyoung said and brushed some hair out of my face as she pulled herself closer.

My heart fell as she mentioned the word sister and with that my conscience was more than just lost. I touched her nose with mine and looked deeply into her eyes. “I don't want you as my sister.“ I saw how Miyoungs eyes widened like she was afraid she had to go back to where she originally came from. “I want to be something more than just a relative.” I whispered as I leaned in and kissed her lips. To my surprise she was responding almost immediately but before I could deepen the kiss Miyoung slowly and gently pushed me away from her. She looked down and at that time I knew that she wasn't feeling the same. I chuckled silently. I mean I should have known that she wasn't into girls and of course not a six years older girl that was her adoptive sister. How could I be so stupid. My conscience was in my mind again and I stood up to climb out of the bed. She immediately followed me and stopped as I stopped in the middle of the room too.

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it. I hope you can forgive me.” I said as I bowed deeply and ran out of the room. As I reached the kitchen my driver, Sunny and my cook were starting to prepare dinner. Sunny was the first to recognize my

presents. She was about to say something but her smile dropped as she saw that I was about to cry. Her feet brought her in front of me.

“What's wrong?” Sunny asked in a whisper.

I blinked a few times to let myself go into my cold self and called my driver. “Jongin.”

The young man on the counter looked up again. “Ma'am.”

“Drop the formalities. Get my bike ready.” I ordered in a cold voice. Sunny

frowned next to me. She knew what this cold voice meant. But what showed her that something had happened between me and Miyoung were my cold attitude toward my worker. I didn't used it in the last three years. It was a wall I build up to not break down because of my emotions. Jongin stood up and wanted to walk into the garage. But Sunny stopped him by holding his arm. Her eyes didn't leave mine.

“Get the sport car ready. You will drive with her.” Sunny said softly, now looking at Jongin with a light smile. He nodded and walked to the garage.

I huffed and stomped my foot like a little kid. “I wanted to drive alone.”

“No Taeyeon. You will drive with him to the training hall and get your thoughts straight. And then you come back here with an extremely sweating forehead and a lighter heart." She said with stern voice and tapped my forehead. I huffed again in defeat and went to the garage.

"Hey what about food. I'm preparing dinner." My cook shouted from behind the counter.

"I will eat it later, Sooyoung." I shouted without looking at her. From afar I could hear her whines but Sunny calmed her down instantly. I just ignored them and continued to the garage. As I stepped into the big hall I saw Jongin put my training outfit into the trunk. Without saying a word I took my seat at the passenger seat. For some other people it looked like I was some arrogant little girl but Jongin and the others understood right away that I just not wanted to shout at them out of nowhere just because I was in bad mood. They don't deserve to be treated like they are just servants and nothing besides that. Most of them are friends to me an other are good advisor but after all their specifications they are humans. Jongin drove me to the training hall and parked right in front of the entrance. I opened the door and went quickly to the changing room. As I walked into the trainings hall I saw Jongin standing in the middle with two wood sticks in his hands. I smirked at his choice of weapons. He wasn't just my driver but also the one that accompanied me every time I went to the trainings hall. A few inches before I reached him I speeded up, trying to steal a wood stick from him but he swiftly moved the sticks away without changing his position. Right before I was about to stand still a wood stick patted my butt. As I turned around I saw that Jongin had did the same with a smirk in his face.

“I won't give you one of those before you calm down and concentrate.” Jongin said.

“What are you, huh? Some sort of monk?” I asked him irritated. I badly wanted this wood stick.

“Maybe or maybe not?” Jongin just shrugged his shoulders and looked around carelessly.

“Great and now a philosopher.” I said much more irritated as I run to him. My hand stretched out to grasp one of the sticks but he just slapped my hand with the wood stick and backed away. I tried again and again out of anger and

frustration. He backed away jumped or defensively put the sticks to use. It looked like he was just dancing with me. I stopped and panted as I lost count of the exact number of attempts I had.

“You can tell me what's wrong, you know that?” Jongin said as he just panted slightly.

“It's none of your business.” I snorted and ran toward him. But before I could get my hands on the sticks he flipped the wood stick and pulled my foot forward so I fell onto my back. Jongin was fast to climb on top of me and sat on my hips. I groaned and tried to struggled and stand up but he took my wrist and pinned them above my head.

“I think it is my business when it will affect the atmosphere at the mansion.” He said calmly. My body followed his voice and calmed down too. Jongin was always fast in seeing the change in behavior of other people. I loved the fact that he could calm me down with his own methods, when Sunny or Miyoung couldn't. And he was really cute, gentle and attentive. When I would have been straight he

would have been the one. But fate just made him my driver and little brother which I gladly excepted. As he saw that I wasn't struggling anymore he let go of my wrists and sat upright on my hips.

“i confessed, we kissed and she pushed me away as I wanted to deepen the kiss. Then I stood up, apologized and ran away.” I summarized.

Jongin chuckled quietly. “Did she kissed back?” “Yes.” I nodded.

“Did you let her talk why she pushed you away?” He asked again. “Ehm...no?” I shook my head hesitatingly.

“And why not?” He asked.

“Because I thought that she pushed me away because she wasn't feeling the same?.” I asked honestly and a little bit lost at the same time.

“You should talk to her when we get back. I think there is a lot more behind her actions.”

I rubbed my hand against my face in frustration. “That's what I'm afraid of.” “Trust me. Just talk to her.” He said and gently patted my stomach before

standing up. “But at first let me see the sweat on your forehead. We don't want to disappoint Sunny, right?”

I chuckled and took his hand to pull myself up. The next few hours the room was filled with the noise of wood sticks colliding with each other. It was past ten in the evening as we arrived home. Jongin took my things and walked with them to the servant section to let the maids clean them. I just went to the kitchen were

Sooyoung and Sunny were waiting for me. Sooyoung stood up and warmed up the dinner I refused earlier.

“Do you feel better now?” Sunny asked as soon as I sat down on the chair next to her.

“Yeah, I think I do.” I sighed and laid my head down on the desk. “But I'm always surprised anew about Jongin.”

Sunny chuckled next to me. “How come?”

“He doesn't only have the ability to drain all my energy out of my body, he also can give a good advice.”I said exhausted.

“That's because he is young and not as old as we are.” Sooyoung said as she put the plate of food in front of me. I sat up and started to dig into the food she served. Sooyoung was brilliant when it comes to food. She could cook everything you wanted when she had the ingredients. I love her food and I really love the fact that she is like a buddy to me. She sat across of Sunny at the dinner table. As I was eating the glances of Sunny and Sooyoung didn't escaped my eyes. Sunny was shyly looking down to the table as she met Sooyoungs eyes. It was something that happened the last ten month but none of them was taking the first step. I smirked as I had an idea to fasten the progress.

“Are you too dating already?”I asked innocently as I put another fork of spaghetti in my mouth.

Sunny's face began to shine red like a traffic light in a starless night. Sooyoung rubbed her neck and mumbled something that we clearly heard. “I wasn't ready to confess yet.”

“Then take a leave for the weekend and go on a date.” I said like it was nothing. Sunny scoffed next to me. “I'm sorry, I would like to go on a date with this tall shikshin across of me but I think you're problems are much more important now.” “Sunny is right. There must be a solid reason why you came home lifeless and why Miyoung refuses to leave your room.” Sooyoung said.

My eyes softened by the mention of Miyoung. “Did you talk to her?” I asked almost like a whisper.

Sunny nodded. “You really left an impact on her, Taeyeon. Half of what she was trying to say wasn't clear to hear because she cried like a heartbroken teenager.” Guilt was flouting through my body. I shouldn't have thought that her reaction would be like this.

“I don't know what you two were talking about and what happened between you and Miyoung but I think there is something you have to tell us.” Sooyoung

I hesitated to tell them the truth. I knew I could trust them but which information could I tell and which information was too early to spill them out.

“I think you both know that I am in love with this tall and beautiful adoptive sister of mine.” Both of them simply nodded and waited patiently for me to continue. “And I'mz trying to get her out of this contract my parents made as they adopted her but there are some difficulties Yuri and I can't overcome yet. So I can't date her freely, what wouldn't happen because I am old and she Is straight with the few boyfriends she had. And...”

“Taeyeon...” Sunny sighed next to me. I stopped immediately, knowing that it could get uncomfortable, if I would babble more.

“I really demand you to talk to her to get this straight. Or I will have to put all your dookongs in a box and leave them in the basement.“ Sunny threatened.

I became to panic. “No, no, no, no. Please Sunny everything but not my peas. It's dirty and muggy in this dungeon.” I said dramatically.

“Then talk to her.” She answered sternly.

“But not today. I'm tired.” I mumbled and ate the last spaghetti on my plate. “She is still in your room. There will be no tomorrow if you don't talk to her today.” Sunny said and her voice told me that she was getting irritated. But I just sighed and mumbled a low 'good night'. My feet brought me up to the first floor to my home office across my room. I lazily pushed the door open and closed it silently. My body fell onto the couch in the corner. I thanked myself for putting a comfortable couch into the home office, which were big enough to sleep on it

without transforming it into a bed couch. I snuggled my nose into the soft pillow and closed my eyes. It was five minutes before midnight as I went into dreamland, which was like a battlefield of emotions and memories.

I...Love...You

Chapter 3 I...Love...You

Most of the people on this world would scream when they are scared of something.

Most of the people on this world would stay and try to argue, to solve the mess they've created.

But that wouldn't be me. I would just froze when something scares me and would try to collect my thoughts and surroundings. I would just focus on the thing that scares me until it decides to leave. And of course I would run away from the situation, when it tries to argue with me. Sometimes I blame my parents for just leaving me with my nanny, who would let me run away until the situation cooled down, just because she feared that my parents would fire her when she argued with me. But I thanked the kids in high school and collage and university that wanted to argue instead of letting me run away. Without them I wouldn't be the successful women I am today. Nonetheless was I here frozen with one of my dookongs in my hands. My head lay on the pillow and my eyes stared at the girl in front of me. I was in my bedroom, the place I was sure of I didn't fell asleep in. My back came in touch with the wall as I backed away from her as I realized where and with who I was. My breath rushed sharply out of my nose and was taking in a second after. I was not afraid of the younger girl next to me but I was terrified of the rejection or abomination she could show me. The whole room was quiet but my heartbeat tried to make me deaf.

Run.

Just Run away.

My mind was yelling the same words over and over again but my body was glued to this wall like the wallpaper to the stone of the walls. The grip on the dookong in my hands tightened as Miyoung slightly shifted and began to open her eyes. UnconsciouslyI held my breath. It took a few seconds until she adjusted herself to

the light and her environment. Her eyes immediately searched for mine as she noticed the empty space next to her.

Close your eyes. It will go away when you're not responding.

My mind yelled again with the loudest voice he could offer. But my eyes looked straight back regardless, ignoring every word my mind could utter. Her clear and sleepy expression turned into a confused one as she recognized the position I was lying in. As soon as she tried to move toward me I quickly stood up and dashed across the bed to reach the door, ignoring the fact that this caused a blurry vision and dizziness. But before I could set one feet on the ground Miyoung pulled me back to the bed and hovered over me. My dookong fell negligent to the ground. I breathed heavy to reclaim fresh air in my lungs. Her eyes bored through mine and I was surprised how much seriousness they showed. She brought one hand up to my cheek and caressed it like it was some fragile porcelain vase.

“Never..” Her voice cracked at the end of the word. She breathed in to start the sentence again. “Never run away from me like that again.”

“I was just trying to protect myself.” I whispered silently but loud enough for her to hear. I was lost in her intense stare so I just carelessly blurted all my thoughts out.

Her eyes softened. “Protect yourself from what?” Miyoung asked in a whisper. “From getting hurt.”

“But I'm not a monster. I won't hurt you.” She answered as she caressed my cheek with her warm palm.

“But you will reject me.” I whispered and closed my eyes to enjoy her touch. But I shut them tighter because I feared she could turn me down.

“Who said I will reject you?” I could feel her fingers move to the angle of my lips. But before I could open my eyes to question her I felt her soft lips on mine. Her teeth trapped my bottom lip gently before she released it and pulled out of the kiss. I slowly opened my eyes and saw her eye-smile that managed to warm up my heart for three years.

“You don't know how much I love you.” I breathed out unconsciously.

She giggled and laid her body fully on me. “I...” She began as she gently stroke some hair out of my face. “...love...” Her hand slid through my hair until it reached my cheek again. “...you...” Her thumb caressed my skin “...too” She ended her sentence with a gently peck on my lips. Nothing surprised me more than her confession.

"But I thought you were straight?" I asked her confused. "I mean you had

boyfriends and..." I was about to babble again but she stopped me with her lips. The kiss started gently and slow but turned into something aggressive and rough. Even in the morning after she had woken up a few minutes ago she smelled like strawberry and vanilla and she tasted even sweeter. It took us a few minutes to part from each other. Our chests touched every time we took a deep breath to fill our body’s with oxygen again.

"I was trying to figure out if I could love someone as much as I am loving you." She answered my confusing.

"And did you find someone?" I asked incredibly dumb.

Miyoung slightly slapped my arm and started to giggle. "Silly Tae. Of course not. You're are irreplaceable."

I started to grin like an idiot the second I let it hit my consciousness. My arms placed them self around her and she welcomed my embrace. Her head found its way to my shoulder and everything felt like it was right, like I found something long lost.

"This is soo cute. How could you not let me up to her room." I heard a women talk at the other side of the room. I sighed as Miyoung immediately made her way on her feet, already missing her warm body on mine.

“What are you doing here, Yul?” I was slightly irritated by her sudden appearance but nonetheless very amused about the hard blushing Miyoung, standing in front of Yuri, Sunny and Sooyoung. I stood up to walk to Miyoung and placed my hand on her lower back to show her that I was by her side. She turned and immediately buried her red face into my shoulder.

“Wow you're fast, Tae. Whatever. I am here to drive you to work like I said yesterday. I have found a way to loosen up the contract.” Yuri said and waved with a folder in her hand.

“I would like to take Miyoung with us.” I answered seriously what caused

Miyoung to look up with questioning eyes. “She is mentioned in that contract too, so I think she should know what is happening.”

Sunny frowned next to Yuri and crossed her arms. “You two aren't going to make some stupid contract for some stupid bet again?”

I chuckled. “No Sunny. We aren't 20 anymore.” But I turned serious instantly. “It's the adoption contract of Miyoung.”

The room turned quiet with a heavy silence that could drown you into the floor. “Sunny and I want to be part of that 'get Miyoung out of the contract and marry her' thing.” Sooyoung said dramatically, which caused Miyoung to blush and burry her head in my shoulder again. My face went along and get a slight red tinge too. Sunny slapped Sooyoungs arm. “Yah! Who said we want to be part of that? We will have a hell of work to do when the wedding takes place.”

“Who said something about a wedding?” I asked, trying to sound as normal and collected as I could.

“No one Tae. Just no one.” Yuri said and shook her head. “I think we should discuss this matter in your living room today.”

Before I could reply Sooyoung snapped her fingers. “That's a great idea. Bunny and I will prepare breakfast.” She said happily and pulled Sunny with her. “Yah! My name isn't Bunny.” We heard Sunny yell through the floor.

“I will wait in the living room. Please don't take too long until you get ready.” Yuri said and closed the door. I sighed as the familiar click of the door could be heard. I took a deep breath to cool down my red face. Miyoung face was still buried in my shoulder but her hands began to move slowly under my t-shirt. They caressed my skin up to my waist and then to my stomach. Every inch she touched sent fire across my skin, a sweet sensation that caused my hands so slip into her panties to slid over her butt. A low moan escaped her mouth as I lightly squeezed her butt cheeks. Her fingertips were sliding softly over my skin to my bra that I forgot to take off yesterday. But before she could slide her hands under my bra or I could push my fingers further into her panties to let her make more of this delicious noises someone shouted outside of my door.

“I hope you two are just moaning because you are getting too old to get your pants on instead of getting you're clothes off.” I could hear a grumpy Sunny yell behind the door. Suddenly Miyoung pulled her hands out of my shirt and break away from me. A shocked expression on her face like she couldn't believe what she have done.

“I..I'm sorry. I...I had to hold b-back three y-years. I...I'm sorry.” The young girl in front of me said with a bright red face. A second after that she dashed out of the room and into her room next door. Sunny was surprised to see a

Tomato-Miyoung running out of my room.

“What was that?” She was pointing to Miyoungs door. But I just closed the door while I was laughing my ajhumma laugh. This whole situation was just too

had to control myself not to play along or else I would follow the content of the contract and loose her forever. Nonetheless something caught me off guard, hearing her say that she waited for three years was something I wasn't expecting. I had to be so dense to not recognize it for three years or she was just a really good actor.

I prefer dense.

I told mysef and chuckled.

---After I wore my favorite pair of jeans and plain black t-shirt I took my phone and called my office assistant.

“Hey Seohyun.” I said as she answered the phone.

“Hello boss. Everything’s alright? It's rare for you to call me in the morning before you drive to the office.” Seohyun asked worried.

“I'm fine, Seohyun. But thanks for asking. I'm calling because I need you to cancel my conferences for today. I'm staying home because of an important matter.”

“Ok, thanks for updating me. I will sent Yoona to take care of your clients.” She answered politely.

“Don't be too hard on her. Just sent her to set up another meeting. She doesn't have to hold my presentation. I think she is not ready yet after three months of staying in our company.” I said and looked for some socks in my closet.

“Ok boss. I will arrange that. Take care unnie.” She said and wanted to end the phone call.

“Oh and Seohyun.” I interrupted the whole hang up the phone thing. “Yes.”

“Take Yoona with you when you go to lunch. She is working almost more than I do. Be her a friend. I think she will need one when she is planning on staying the next few years.” I said and found some white gray black stripped socks to wear. “I will, unnie. Thank you for your trust.”

“i have to thank you for holding the fort.”

I heard her giggle at the other end of the line and a smile creeped on my face too. “Ok unnie. I have to hang up. Bye.”

“We will see us tomorrow. Bye.”

As soon as she both hung up I went down to join the others in the living room. A traditional Korean breakfast was laid on the coffee table freshly made by

Sooyoung and Sunny. I rushed to the table and sat myself down on the floor next to Miyoung. Her face was still a little bit red and she didn't dare to look up into my eyes. She was wearing shorts and a simple white t-shirt. Miyoung often wore just shorts and a t-shirt or a sleeveless shirt. One day I asked her why she choose to barely wearing anything when she was in the mansion even if it was snowing outside. Her answer was short and modest as she said that the mansion was always comfortable warm. Nonetheless the torture she was giving me with all her cuddling and all the skin to skin contact was making me to form the thought of touching her skin in a not sisterly manner. But today was the day I could have my little revenge on her. She was sitting on her legs like some Japanese girl who was waiting for her food. Fortunately the others were in the kitchen to get the last piece of dishes they needed to eat the food. One of my hand slid into her back pocket of her shorts which caused her to tense her body. Before she could look at the source of this act I had put my head next to hers.

“Are you ok Miyoung? Your cheeks are red.” My lips brushed against the skin between her ears and neck. My voice was soft but yet seductive. She heaved out a slight sigh which could have been a moan when she wouldn't have restrain her body to make weird noises.

“Could you please distance yourself from her.” Yuri growled as she walked into the living room, seeing the scene.

“Why are you so rude all of a sudden?” Sooyoung said as she passed Yuri to put the chopsticks on the table after sitting down.

I took my hand out of her pocket and sat a few inches away from Miyoung. Yuri was looking at me like she wanted to kill me but she answered honestly. “First of all we have to lay low for a while with the relationship of ajhumma and the pink monster.” She said and pointed at me and Miyoung before continuing. “And the main thing is we have to walk into the devils ass to nullify the web that the contract is spinning. And I really don't want to go down there for nothing.”

It was rare that Yuri was that serious outside the whole lawyer thing. I felt a little bit guilty for not being wary of the danger I would put Miyoung in and of course feeling guilty for not appreciating the work Yuri put into solving the problem enough. Out of the angle of my eyes I saw Miyoung looking at me but I choose to ignore her for now.

“Let's eat and then think about a way to get us out of the contract.” I said and looked at Yuri with an apologizing glace.

While we were eating Yuri tried to inform Sooyoung and Sunny about the main facts of the contract. My eyes landed on Miyoung from time to time to observe her behavior and to calm her down when the shocking news sink in. But she was just listening patiently to everything that Yuri said and nodded calmly as Yuri was looking at her to show Yuri that she was listening. Sometimes Miyoung looked at her phone and wrong a short message to someone which name I couldn't read because of the distance between us. Sooyoung and Sunny were stunned about the content of the adoption contract.

“Wow, Taeng. I always knew that your parents weren't the best example for being saints but honestly...I wouldn't have thought that they were criminals the

whole time.” Sooyoung said as she shoved some rice porridge in her mouth. I was just slightly smiling at her because I thought the same too.

“Which judge would certify a contract like this? And who would sign this piece of sh-” Sunny asked and Sooyoung quickly sealed her mouth with her hand.

Everyone of us knew that Sunny was angry now. And an angry Sunny means a swearing Sunny. I heard a silent gulp noise next to me. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see Miyoung fiddling with her fingers. An act of nervousness she couldn't overcome even if she was a professional actress now.

“Taeyeon's parents have this Jung Missy as a lawyer and coincidently she is the daughter of the highest judge in this country.” Yuri said and took me back to the situation at hand.

"Ok, that's cheating." Sunny said monotonous.

“Oh, that's more than cheating. That makes it nearly impossible to get the

contract nullified. I had to play a few dirty tricks to get a copy of it from that Jung girl.” Yuri answered.

But before I could add something to this little round of complaint my gardener stormed into the living room.

“Ma'am.” He said and bowed 90 degree. “I'm sorry to interrupted you.”

I was about to complain to him that he should talk to me casually and not that formal like he is doing it right now but something caught my eyes. His eyebrows were pressed together into a worried expression and his body was much more

stiff then he would be when he was talking to his employer. The second thing that caught my eyes was the man behind him that was walking slowly into the room. “A man is here to see you.” My Gardener continued.

I stood up and turned to my gardener. “Thank you Luhan. You may go now.” I said and signaled him that he should stick around if something happens. He bowed and went into the kitchen.

I turned to the man and eyed him. His appearance was like every other bodyguard like man – puffed shoulders and a black suit. His aura told me that he was one of the puppets of my parents.

“What do you want?” I said rudely. Yuri and the others stood up behind me.

”I'm here to take Tiffany to Mr. and Mrs. Kim.” He said with a dark voice. My hand curled into a fist as I heard the name 'Tiffany'. The Tiffany they own wasn't the Miyoung I have.

“Someone like Tiffany isn't living in this house.” I said sternly and had to hold myself back from just punching him. My parents hadn't the right to take her away from me before the condition of the contract were fulfilled. A hand landed on my arm to calm me down. I wanted to yell at the person but instantly recognized that it was Miyoung who was holding my arm.

“Calm down, Tae.” She whispered.

I turned to her and looked at her with pleading eyes. “I won't let them take you away from me.”

Her eyes softened and she took a step closer. “They won't take me away. I will come back soon.” She said softly and kissed my forehead which she could easily reach because of her height. “I promise.”

Her last two whispered words lingered in my head as Miyoung went away with the man willingly. Thousands of questions were running through my head. Most of them were like:

Why want my parents see her?

Why is Miyoung going with the man without any doubt? Why is this world not the world I knew anymore?

But most importantly I asked myself:

Why didn't I stop her from leaving?

I turned and tried to find the answers of all my questions in the eyes of my friends but there were none. None that would make any sense.

But Yuri stepped forward and patted my shoulder. “I think I know were I get your answers.” She said and walked to the door.

I snapped out of my confusing thoughts. “Were are you going?”

“I will pay Little Miss Missy a visit.” It was the last sentence I heard from her before the door slammed shut.

I Quit

I Quit

I Quit

Miyoung was going through the corridor of the big mansion of Mr. and Mrs. Kim. She knew the floors, the walls and every little detail of this house. And she could say with confidence that nothing had changed in the last three years. Miyoung was also aware where she was going without thinking twice which way the had to go. The bodyguard who had brought her here was trailing behind her, bored and irritated about the fact that he couldn't punch someone. He really would have liked the fact to punch this little midget to show her that she was just a helpless little girl with a lot of money. Miyoung stopped in front of a big door and knocked. But before someone could answer the bodyguard behind her opened the door harshly. The view was disgusting and if Miyoung wouldn't have had an important reason to be here she would have just turn around and leave. A loud grunt could be heard as Mr. Kim emptied himself inside of some slutty maid to satisfy this thing between his legs. The took his dick out of her and stroked it a few times as it was still standing proudly. The maid mumbled a 'Thank you, Mr Kim' and turned around to suck on it eagerly. A moan ran through the room and let Miyoung look at the old women on the armchair across the room. A young gardener was

sucking her pussy with the same eager and want like the slutty maid was working on Mr. Kim. The whole scene reminded Miyoung of her mother who was a maid in this mansion too. Mr. Kim wasn't embarrassed of taking her mother in front of her as she was a little child. He was convinced that she, as a maid, had to take care of his needs and mostly, next to the cleaning and cooking, he needed her to take care of his sexual needs. And after Mr. Kim was satisfied he threw her to the floor and went back to business or to another maid with the help of the blue pills.

Miyoung was grateful that he wasn't his biological father and that some other man could impregnate her mother before Mr. Kim could. Her mother told

Miyoung a lot about her father. All story's were stories full of happiness and love until Mr. Kim knew that Miyoung wasn't his child and simply called someone to kill her father. After sixteen years being drugged and fucked by Mr. and Mrs. Kim her mother also died. And that is why Miyoung was in this stupid contract. Just because they can't let her be a fuck doll before she attain full age. So Mrs. Kim thought that Taeyeon could help them as she unawarely helped them before. But nobody knew that Taeyeon would actually know what true love is and no one would have thought that she would fall in love with Miyoung.

The bodyguard next to her walked completely into the room and placed himself next to Mr. Kim. He pulled his pants down to hold his now hard dick in front of the maid who willingly sucked on it too. The gardener was now fucking Mrs. Kim who was moaning like some old grandma with heart problems. The maid and gardener were clearly been drugged before they let themselves into this dirty play. But as long as Mr. and Mrs. Kim had their fun they wouldn't care about the life of others. Miyoung sighed and closed her eyes. “I'm in the office at the end of the floor if you want to talk.” She simply said as she turned around and went to the said office. She didn't bother to close the door nor did she bother about the loud moaning, grunts and dirty talk that was growing louder after she left it. Miyoung quietly shut the door of the office, she wanted to go, to shut all the noise. Her mind was calming down after she had the urge of puking on the floor at the scene of two old humans fucking or get fucked by young teens. She rubbed her arms as it was getting colder after she recognized that she was still in her shorts and sleeveless shirt. But her heart was filled with warmth as she remembered

Taeyeons touch and her sweet words. At first it all was just a game she should play to get her to the things Mr. and Mrs. Kim wanted. But now it was much more and much different. Miyoung began to truly fell in love with Taeyeon in these past three years. Something she wouldn't have imaging in her whole life. After all the things she saw in the mansion of Mr. and Mrs. Kim she would have killed herself before she considered of being in love with the same gender. But Taeyeon was different. Of course she was different from the rest of the world who just wanted to harm Miyoung without any reasons. Taeyeon was gentle, caring, understanding and more importantly was that Miyoung felt safe and protected when she had the older girl around her. Miyoung was asking herself a lot if her life would be any different if she had met Taeyeon as they were still kids. Taeyeon were six as she was born but Miyoung didn't see her once in this mansion not even after she became a maid too which was kind of mysterious. But before she could think about all the 'ifs' and 'whens' the door swung open and Mr. and Mrs. Kim went into the room. Fortunately they were dressed again. But to Miyoungs disgusted the bulge in Mr. Kim’s pants could have clearly been seen and some cum were traveling along Mrs. Kims leg as she semi-sat down on the desk in front of her. “Let's get straight to the business. The bodyguard can't entertain them forever.” Mrs. Kim said irritated. Of course she was. Someone interrupted her fun time. Miyoung took a deep breath

Now or never.

A knock could be heard as knuckles touched the wood of the door in front of her. After a few seconds of silence she knocked again but this time a little bit harder. A faint irritated 'I'm coming' could be heard from the other side of the door. A smile drew itself on the face of the lady as she heard the beautiful high pitched irritated voice. But she let it disappear a second before the door opened.

The woman in front of her was stunning as always and wouldn't the lady have seen her before she would have fainted right there and right then.

“What do you want, Kwon?” The woman said and crossed her arms.

Yuri just smiled. “Can't I visit my little friend, Jung?” She asked as she invited herself into the apartment, not forgetting to pat the woman's head. Yuri walked through the floor after she took of her shoes. She could hear the footsteps of the Jung girl behind her as Yuri reached the living room. Two amused women took a look at Yuri as she stepped into the living room with a following Jung.

“As you can see I have guests now. So could you just leave, Kwon?” The woman behind Yuri said irritated.

“Oh, you don't have to. Krystal and I were about to go anyway.” The tomboy said and stood up with Krystal, an arm always around her shoulders.

Yuri grinned at the tomboy and let their fists hurtle. “Thanks, Ambro.” Amber just nodded and left with Krystal after they bid goodbye.

“Wow, thank you, Kwon. You just scared away my sister and her girlfriend. Great job.” Jung said after the door shut tightly.

“Your welcome, Je-ssi-ca.” Yuri said with a grin. Jessica just went back to the living room and plopped on the couch without caring about Yuri. Yuri smiled as she saw irritation in Jessica's eyes. It was the sexiest sight she saw in her whole life. But what makes her smile even wider was the nervousness Jessica exude after her sister and Amber were gone. She plopped on the couch too next to Jessica. “What do you want?” Jessica said and turned to Yuri.

Yuri was just glancing at her and looked away the instant she saw Jessica's eyes, afraid she could get lost in the brown of her eyes. “Can't I just visit my little friend?” She answered nervously with the same answer she gave before. “The true reason, Yuri.” Jessica turned to her and softened her eyes and voice. Yuri turned to Jessica and sighed. “I...I need your help.” She said in almost a whisper.

“You want to nullify the contract of the Kims, am I right?”

Yuri just nodded and looked away, afraid to see some disappointment or anger. “You know I can't to that, do you?” Jessica said softly and put her head on her palm as her arm found its way to the backrest of the sofa. She heard of the amount Yuri put into trying to nullify the contract. She admired Yuri for her hard work and she had helped her with copies and further details but now they

reached a point she couldn't help anymore even if Jessica wanted to. “Why not?” Yuri pouted and laid her head down on the backrest.

Jessica turned around and with her back resting on the backrest, not wanting to see Yuri's delicious pouting lips. “You know, that I was one of the lawyers who draw up the contract and that my father is the highest judge who had certified it. The only way to put the contract to an end is to see put the contract.”

Yuri sighed and slowly crawled on top of Jessica as she straddled her hips. “Maybe we could make an out-of-court settlement.” She said seductively and let her hand travel along Jessica's jawline.

The shorter girl shivered and was about to give in but pushed Yuri off of her and stood up. She put a distance between them that was as large as she half of the room. Yuri looked up, confused by the sudden behavior of the other girl. She could see that Jessica not only had red cheeks but she was shivering as well. Yuri stood up and wanted to go to her to check if everything was alright but Jessica flinched. “What's wrong?”

“What's wrong? That's what I should ask you!” Jessica said like a mad woman. “What do you mean?” Yuri asked calmly.

“Why are you always messing with me?” Jessica yelled as her eyes started to tear up, but she was quick to whipped the tears away before they could fall down. “I...Why?” Yuri was too confused to form more than just two words. She couldn't remember anything that she did that caused a crying Jessica in front of her.

“Why are you always messing with this?” Jessica pointed to her head. “And most important why are you also messing with this?” She pointed to her chest where her heart lies.

Yuri's intense stare softened. Her feet brought her to Jessica who didn't move away this time. She took the hand of the older girl and placed it on her chest where her heart also lies. “Because you are messing with mine too.” Jessica's eyes widened as she tried to breath properly. "All the times we had slept with each other weren't just sex for me. After a while it turned into something you could call love making." Yuri caressed Jessica's cheek like it was the most fragile thing she was holding.

"I thought you just wanted to visit me to help you with the cases you have to win for Taeyeon and because you liked my body." Jessica whispered as her head drew nearer to Yuri's.

"I have to confess that I was thinking like that at first but after we slept with each other for the first time I started to think about you as more then just an awesome fuck-buddy with a nice package." Yuri explained.

"And what are you thinking now?"

"I really want to have you as my beautiful girlfriend with a nice package." Yuri grinned dorky and received a hard slap on the arm from Jessica.

"You've ruined the mood." Jessica said and pouted. Yuri chuckled as her lips easily found Jessica's as her free hand pulled her neck.

…

“I want to quit.” Miyoung said straight forward.

Mrs. Kim scoffed. “Of course you want to quit. That's what you tell us every year. But you always go back to that little midget that you should seduce instead of ruining our beautiful fuck session.” She mocked Miyoung.

It was true she came here every year to tell them that she wanted to quit all that contract thing but she was allayed her suspiciousness from Mrs. Kim to stay at the mansion and get Taeyeon into having sex with her. Of course she was going back into the mansion that time because she really thought that she could be a famous actress and that she could make the most of the warmth and comfort Taeyeon was giving her. Miyoung never thought that she really could be a well known actress and model. And never ever had thought that she would drown into the love that Taeyeon gave her.

“This time I mean it.” Miyoung said firmly.

“Miyoung.” Mrs. Kim started and walked to her. To Miyoungs disgusted the cum on the leg of the old lady had made its way down to her knee and it didn't stop flowing down. Miyoung slightly shuddered as the women in front of her toucheed her shoulder. “You want to have a warm place to live in and a flourish career, am I right?” Mrs. Kim said with a calm voice. Miyoung just nodded.

“Then you should go out of this mansion and back to that midget, who is

impatiently waiting for you to finally come back.” The old lady said dramatically like it was some kind of drama in TV.

Miyoung pushed her hand away from her shoulder, irritated about the things she just heard. “How can you talk about your daughter like this? She is so proud that she overtook the company and she is gently and nice to everyone contrary to you two!”

Mrs. Kim just scoffed and went back to the desk to semi-sit down on it again, which caused more cum to leak out of her pussy. It was like she was like a soap dispenser. Miyoung would have ignored it, if it wouldn't be as white as yoghurt ice cream.

“Show some respect young lady!” Mr. Kim growled behind the desk as he stood up. His bulge was still visible. “We can change the contract here and now if you want to be our property earlier than initially agreed upon.”

Miyoung eyes widened. “No that's not what I want.” She said, slightly panicking. Mrs. Kim chuckled amused. “Of course not, darling. But I think I know the real reason behind all this 'I want to quit' speech.” She pointed at Miyoung. “You fell for her.”

Miyoung stayed quiet with no emotion in her intense gaze, which took the old lady as an approval. Mrs. Kim began to hysterical starting to laugh. If Miyoung felt some care for this witch in front of her she would have tried to stop her, because

it looked like she had problems to breath. But secretly she was only hoping she would die right there and then.

“The seducer fell the love with her prey. We should make a movie out of it.” Mrs. Kim said as she slowly stopped laughing.

Miyoung clenched her fists. “I'm serious here. I want to quit this whole contract. You can use some other girl to do it. I can't stand doing something cruel to Taeyeon.”

“Hmm. I think you're right.” Mrs. Kim said and rubbed her chin. “Now that you are full-aged we really don't have a use of you. The opportunity to get Taeyeon into a lawsuit for sleeping with her underage adoptive sister is gone now.”

Miyoung gulped as she recognized that it was a really bad idea to come here and tell them to quit this whole thing. She honestly thought that she could get them to loosen up the contract so that Yuri could do her lawyer thing to completely nullify it. But she was wrong. Oh, she was more than wrong.

“But now we can take the chance to get her into a lawsuit for invade the mansion of her parents just to kill innocent people because she thought her precious sister would be held captive. Poor Chick Chick.” Mrs. Kim added.

Miyoung was slowly stepping back to have the chance to escape. But before she could turn around to grab the handle of the door she bumped into something that wasn't there as she went into the room. Or maybe she should say she bumped into someone because strong hands were grabbing her arms firmly. A little bit too

strong for Miyoungs liking because it started to hurt and she could bet that she will get bruises after this hands let her go.

Mrs. Kim walked to Miyoung with an evil smirk on her lips. “Final words before we will knock you out and call your lover girl?”

Miyoung calmed herself down. She knew that she will get nowhere if she would panic but her heart was beating like crazy as she thought of Taeyeon's worried face and all the anger she will feel toward Miyoung when she found out the truth. “I hope you will have fun.” Miyoung said with a death glare.

“Oh, don't worry about that, sweetheart. We will have our fun.” Mrs. Kim answered and patted roughly Miyoungs cheek.

Miyoung could just shove her hand away before everything went black.

I'm sorry, TaeTae.

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Jessica was snuggling into Yuri's bare shoulder as both of them were laying on her bed after a hot session of love making. Yuri brushed her hand along Jessica's naked skin of her back. It felt different from all the last times they lay like this.

Everything felt different from the last few times. Yuri had apologized most of the

times when both of them fell asleep and woke up cuddling the next morning. She was swift in putting on her clothes as she received a death glare from Jessica every morning. But nonetheless this time everything went in another way. No fast dressing. No deathly death glares. Just cuddling and feeling each other. Jessica

kissed Yuri's shoulder after she sniffed her sweet scent. Yuri smiled and kissed her head and held the other girls hand that was lying on her stomach.

“It's nice.” Jessica said as she interlaced her fingers with Yuri's.

“Hm?” Yuri asked with a simple hum, too lazy and comfortable to speak. “It's nice to have you still lying here instead of quickly packing your things and leave.”

Yuri could feel her smiling against her bare shoulder, which she reflected with a smile on her lips too. “Yeah. It's nice to have you here.”

“We should repeat it more often from now on.” Jessica said and kissed her way from Yuri's shoulder, to her neck and jaw until she finally met the lips of the younger girl. It wasn't a kiss full a lust like they shared before. It was a kiss full of love and sincere. Both girls smiled as they pulled away to get some air.

“I think that I will have found a new hobby.” Yuri said and switched their positions so that she could hover over Jessica.

Jessica smiled playful. “Oh yeah? What hobby?”

Yuri grinned dorky. “Cuddling and loving you.” Her lips landed on Jessica's lips as a short kiss.