Beauty & the Bad Boys

Mook Chae Ah is a good girl. She lived under a warm and comforting mansion that was earned by her hardworking, loving parents. Mr. Mook is the current head of a famous company that stood side by side with the rest of the international companies. Mrs. Mook lived both as a home mom and also a high school teacher. Chae Ah exceeded her class with top grades, but never really was involved in other extra curriculars. 

Instead, she preferred to bury herself under books. It was a few months since she had moved from London and to make a fresh start at Seoul, the residing place of her mum.

Everything was great. No one talked to her, no one even bothered to recognize her existence, and that's how she liked it. Chae Ah hated attention the most. 

Unfortunately, that's all gonna change with an email from her school teacher, and a tiring request from her dear ol' dad. 

Sneak Peek of Beauty and the Bad Boys:

"You have to stay with us, you know. There's nothing else you can do," a mocking tone arose from where the young man was standing. The room was dark therefore I couldn't see who the heck was speaking. I have to admit though. His voice is seriously hot. 

The moonlight only shed its seeping rays through the almost curtain covered window that was behind my light blue canopy bed. So I was the only one that had the light. Not them.

"Seriously, just please let me go. I have to be home around this time. And if I'm not, my parents are--" 

"Your parents trusted you with us though. So there's no point in worrying, babe," another voice interrupted from the right (my right) side of where the previous guy spoke. This time, his was deeper and more husky. And no mistaking it, he had red hair...?

I, my body on the bed, their bed, had my jaw dropped only slightly. My parents? Really? This is crazy. I can't be put in the same room with whoever these guys are! They taught me not to talk to strangers and now they decide that "Oh it's okay for our seventeen-year-old daughter to be with a bunch of men in a room and held against her will"?? 

And did that guy really just called me "babe"?

"Look, this is all just a plain prank right? Picking on the girl who's a nerd and no one ever mentions so you guys decide to do a little joke on her? Right? I watch dramas okay?" I defended, just trying anything to convince them to let me go. But that all was in vain when another guy sighed in annoyance.

"Aish... This girl I swear. Hyung, wouldn't it be better if we just get her over with? She's exposed and I'm ready to her."My eyes widened at his sudden bluntness and immediately looked down to find that my school uniform has been changed to a sort of see through pajamas. I hurriedly pulled the thick blanket that covered the bed up to my chin.

And then I heard a growl.

"Princess, you shouldn't hide your skin. It's so irresistible to us and yet you're ashamed of it..." I swallowed. 

It's not that I'm embarrassed for them to see my body. In all honesty, I don't work out so I have a bit of chubbiness here and there. Not much though. It's just no one has ever seen my body except for these guys. And since they are guys and I'm a girl who's exposed, it's only common sense for me to hide it. But I don't think that thought has ever crossed these guys' minds at all. 

And that's what makes them--

"Dangerous? I'd prefer the term bad boys. Just as how your school has us called with that," an unknown voice finally spoke and it hinted with a slight heavy accent as if he speaks another language. Or was it just me being observant?

"I-I don't know. Wh-What do you want with me?" I whimpered, finally giving in to my worst and hated feeling in the world: submission.

A different guy chuckled and took two steps forward but still remained within the darkness. Damn was he careful. I still couldn't make out his face at all. Just what kind of a room am I in...?

"We want you, Chae Ah. Isn't that obvious? We want all of you and no one else." 

"Wh-What does that mean..?" I managed to gather my words. I didn't want to think wrong. Honestly I don't even think being in this situation there's no possibility of thinking wrong when you're being watched with what... six or seven guys staring at you despite your coverage of your blanket.

And I was right. There are seven guys because of the last different voice that ended this conversation with his words.

"Baby, you don't want to go into further details, do you? Why don't we just show you exactly what we mean?"