Daesung P.O.V

I was ready to see him now! That was what I told myself for the past hour, but I knew I wasn't. I was rather terrified to see him because I knew, all the feelings I tried to push away would come back too fast, too strong. And then, there was Jiyoung. I love him. I really do, but can I love him more than HIM? Jesus, why is my life such a mess? Anyway, I have to call him so I might as well do it faster. The faster you cut, the less you feel pain. Who was the stupid who said this? - Call him over, I'll personally investigate him. - I told one of my subordinates. In less than 20 minutes I heard a knock on the door. For a second I got nervous, but then I told myself to chill out, ge was just the man I LOVED (see, simple past!)

1...2...3...He entered.

For a minute or two all we could do was stare at each other, I was sit on my chair, a level higher than where he was, but the moment our eyes meet I wish I was by his side. Nothing could have prepared me for the rush if feelings I felt. Too many emotions. I wanted to hold him, make him feel safe. He didn't change much, his hair color was the same, eyes were fierce as always, his skin as white as always, maybe a little more since he was working on a hospital now. His hair was perfectly combed and his glasses gave him a more mature look. But, was it by imagination or...was he in pain? One side of his face seemed a little red....No way Jiyoung would have beaten him?! No, better saying, no way Jiyoung hit him THAT hard?! I knew he hated him, but I had to know, whether he and the other man were with my baby, or if it was the supposed-to-be-a-dead-man work. I just had to! Seunghyun seemed scared, but that feeling soon disappeared, he knew how to act strong when he wanted to. But he couldn't fool me, not me! I knew him better. I wonder what Jiyoung told him, what kinds of threats he said? How far could he go for his love by me? It would be interesting.

- You didn't change much since you left. - I said.

- Well, it seems like you did change. Why am I here your highness? - he answered with flames on his eyes.

- Please have a sit since it may take a while. Jiyoung, if you may? - Jiyoung brought a chair and throwed it to Seunghyun. His eyes meet mine and I knew he was hurt. What can I do?

- Now, shall we begin? What is your name? - I asked.

- You know my name why are...?

- Just answer the question. - I was in the c