Who are you? Said the guy standing before her. Who am I? She thought. She must have forgotten her name the first time she laid her eyes on him. He looked with ineffable sensation, those expressive eyes matched perfectly with his god-sculpted nose and his lips. The moment she realized she was looking intently on his lips, she gasped. For the first time, she saw someone as a complete opposite, a man.

She explored more of Mr. Good To Be True Guy or Mr. Swagger the way he pulled off his gray suit. Instead of a tie underneath, he wore a scarf simply hanging over his neck. He left the first two buttons unlocked that showed a glimpse of his skin. His porcelain white skin. What caught her attention the most was his philtrum complimenting his lips, making more irresistible to kiss.

Ya! Geum Bomin! What are you thinking?! She scolded herself. Mr. Swagger was still there, his gaze turned to her camera. Omo! My baby! 

"Spare me please! Spare my camera! I won't do this again?" She cried. From her kneeling position, she bowed down half of her body, almost touching Mr. Swagger's shoes. The man knelt down, held her arms to help her got up. His face was closer now, and it was more beautiful. Mr. Swagger smiled his supple lips and kissed her. Waaaa!!! Wow! My first kiss is Mr. Swagger? The sky displayed a rapturous reaction, there were fireworks celebrating her first kiss. A current traveled down her spine, giving her shrill, incandescent spark. Spark. 

Ten seconds of first kiss. Ten seconds of unexpected kiss. Ten seconds of touching lips with Mr. Swagger. Ten seconds of happiness. Ten seconds of angels singing You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman in the background. Ten seconds seemed like forever. Ten seconds is not enough.

Mr. Swagger moved her head away, thus separating his lips from hers. To her surprise, Mr. Swagger collapsed. She covered her mouth as she almost screamed, she crouched down, placed her ears at his chest. She felt his heart beating. He is alive! 

"Minhee ssi..." Mr. Swagger mumbled. His breath smelled of mouthwash and liquor. "Why? Why?" He drifted off. The ten seconds she felt a while ago had changed into ten seconds of crazy as fuck.

Why would he kiss me anyway? He has mistaken me for Minhee because he is... drunk. He kissed me because he is drunk. 

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The smell of Green tea woke her up. Coming out from the door was Joongki, holding a tray of green tea, ham and cheese omelette and a fresh rose. His lips was smiling benignly including his eyes. Gain, deep inside her heart, really loved breakfasts in bed Joongki had become expert of. It was something to brighten up her day, thought she was always pretending to be gloomy every time he was around.

"Here's your breakfast." Joongki said, helping Gain to sit up. Unconsciously, Gain let a smile and delightfully took the fork. Noticing how she reacted, she cleared her throat and sipped from the tea cup. "I can leave if you're not comfortable with me here. Eat up." He said and paced up back to the door. Gain, seeing how saturnine his face had become felt bad about it.

"Can I have a porridge tomorrow?" She called out. Suddenly, she felt her face blushed like someone daubed red paint on her cheeks. She lowered her head. Surprised, Joongki dropped his jaw at what he heard, then broke into a smile. A smile that would not leave him the whole day.

"Sure!" He happily said. Before he could hold the door knob, it moved and a visitor emerged.

"Eonni."

"Minhee ssi, what are you doing here this early morning?" Gain asked, her eyes gazing at her half-sister and Joongki on the peripheral. The latter went out quietly, still smiling.

"I'm just here to visit my one and only eonni." Minhee answered playfully. She turned around showing how suave the raffles on her dress were and glided toward Gain's bed, sitting beside her. "How are you feeling now?"

"Much better." Gain said and ate a spoonful of omelette.

"Because your Doctor is hot!"

"Minhee ya!!!" Gain raised her voice with embarrasment. She flushed even more, which Minhee noticed.

"You're red! Hahaha" Minhee chuckled, it faded away when a document caught her eye. Noticing that a business report sparked interest from her sister, Gain spoke up.

"That's a contract. We'll be shooting a CF with Mario Maurer next week for our new car." After saying that, Gain looked awry at Minhee, waiting for a violent reaction. However, she just heaved a sigh and showed her hand to Gain.

"Eonni, today as you can see, this hand is plain, empty. Thirty days from now, I would wear the most expensive engagement ring in the planet." Minhee said in a smug manner, her eyes were sparkling.

"Don't tell me?" Gain arched her brow for confirmation.

"Yes, Siwon agreed to the wedding."

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The car pulled over at Samsung building, the one of the many symbols of how affluent the chaebol was. A man opened the door for Jay Lee and like a domino effect, people bowed their heads as Jay passed by them on his way to his office. As part of his routine, he was expecting his secretary to bring him coffee the moment he arrived. However, what surprised him was a young lady, not his secretary, served the coffee. Looking at her eyes, he sensed desperation.

What this child wants? He asked himself. His question must be ostensible in his eyes, to answer that, the lady roughly placed the newspaper on his desk. Lee Minhee marries into Choi Family, the headline said.

"I never asked you for anything but please don't take him away from me." She calmly said.

"I don't know what you're talking about. You may go now, I have things to do." Jay said apathetically. The lady knelt down that shocked him.

"This is my first and last favor. Please. I'm begging you." Tears made her voice wobbled.

"Secretary Park!" Jay called out, he sounded tremulously.

"Abeoji!" She cried. "I won't ask you to love me. I won't ask you to treat me like how you treat Minho or Minhee. I'm just asking you to give him back to me. Don't let him marry Minhee. I love him." Secretary Park came in and she was dumbfounded seeing the crying lady, calling her boss Abeoji. The lady was still sobbing, her eyes were in terrible pain. To make the matter worse, Jay got something from his drawer. It was a check, wrote a walloping amount of money.

"Here's money. Leave. You may leave. Please." He said and turned his swivel chair 180 degrees so not to see her. The lady wiped off her face, tucking her hair behind her ears, raising her finger to warn Secretary Park not to touch her.

"Okay. You want this Mr. Lee. From now on, I am not your-" She cut off. The word that described her relation with Jay hurt her the most. "We are not related now. I hope you won't regret this. I, Lee Yeori, will not bother you about this." She said and left.

The check was still on the desk, which Jay stared at the whole day.