He turns the golden door knob slowly and as queit as he can. Doesn't lock, again. Really? Does she really have such a great faith in him? Does her immeasurable ego think that the amount of hatred he has for her isn't enough to kill her? Well, that her own confidence will ruin her now, tonight. And he won't have to stick in this life with her anymore.

He pushes the door wide open and steps inside the dark room with the dim moonlight from outside as his only support. Her bedroom is not strange with him after all since this is not his first time attempting to do something like this.

"I will do it this time. I will do it. I will do it" He murmurs the same words as a mantra as he slowly enters the royal-like bedroom. The room is so grand, graceful and beautiful like her, of course the icy temperature is also exactly the same as she is. That heartless .

She is quietly lying on the queen size bed like a perfect marble statue. Probably drifting in her meaningless dream where she might still trying to order the people around without trying to understand what they really want. He's sure that. She is that kind of person after all.

That helps. Those kind of ill thoughts towards her help his intention clear. Picturing his loving girlfriend's tear-stained face as she died in his arms burns his desire more to end this woman's breathing. Dara died because of her. She killed her. His feet stop beside her bed and he bends down to look at the woman's face with the little help of the moonlight.

She's beautiful, as always. He has already admitted that fact since the day they first met. Her sleeping face seems innocent and pure; it's only that she isn't. Her intelligent eyes love to stare rudely at him. Her naturally beautiful brows love to raise in a mocking way and that poisonous lips would love nothing than to say the acidic words at his face. She is the kind of human being who doesn't think about other's feelings.

"Let our brains play the game, Jiyong" She said those words at the dinner where they had their usual fight. She was sitting on the other side of the table in her overconfident posture, with a smug smile tugging at the corner of her beautiful lips. "Nothing can give me more happiness than seeing you falling apart because of your useless considerations" Her words were poison after poison and he couldn't say anything back. That's the reason why he's here.

He won't waste his breath anymore by creating the words for this woman. This kind of ending will be enough for him, for his girlfriend. With the final decision, he brings his hand towards her neck, to choke out her breath 'till the last one.

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"Why, Park Bom? Tell me, why? You don't love me but you are willing to become my wife?"

"Neither do you, Jiyong but you are still here" 

This will be her last lie.

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Hello, everyone *awkward wave*

I've been reading gbom fanfics for awhile and there are not many new stories lately. And I have happened to have this burning desire to write my own one. So here it is.

I know my writing is . But everyone has their firsts, right? So, please be easy on me and give me some courage so that I can grow up more. I hope to see many friendly people through this story. :)