TOP dropped me off at Park Hyatt Hotel, one of the several hotels under Park Group of Companies.  I still have some free time to rest before meeting my future wife.  

I have been a regular client in the hotel ever since I joined the company.  The receptionist just handed me the key to my suite as soon as he recognized who I was.  My privacy is always taken care of every time I stayed in the hotel.

I took a long cold shower until my hands and feet were wrinkled.  I wanted to remove all the dirt and grease all over my body.  Since I'm about to start a new chapter of my life, I guess I wanted to let go of my past behind.  Just like what Teddy said.  Fix all the loose ends.  The Park family would not like me bringing any excess baggage to complicate their lives.

My stomach is already rumbling.  I didn't have any proper food since yesterday.  I just grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.  My stomach can wait.  I'll just have breakfast when I meet her downstairs.

Still an hour left to go.  We're supposed to meet at  nine o'clock.  If it wasn't for this meeting, I should be still sleeping.  I decided to wear a simple white loose shirt which is neither feminine nor masculine in style.  I paired it with a knee length jeans which I personally customized.   My tattoos were showing at the exposed parts of the shirt.  There is no use hiding them.  Those are part of who I am.  Each tattoo has its unique story.  I didn't have them just for showing off.

I wasted the remaining hour fiddling on my iPhone.  There were many missed calls and messages.  Kiko sent me several messages.  I haven't told her about this part of the contract.  

I was already gaining popularity in Japan when I crossed path with Kiko again.  We met at a mutual friend's inauguration party .  I was the guest DJ and she's one of the endiorsers.  She happened to be a popular fashion model.  We started meeting privately every time I have a gig in Japan.  Nothing serious nor exclusive.  That's what I thought.  I was so focused on my career.  I was not thinking of dating seriously but, Kiko has a different plan.

I sent Kiko a message. One she wouldn't like.  I knew it's very cruel to just tell her over the phone.  I'm such a bad guy.  I guessed I just don't like dramas.

I replied to some urgent messages.  Dami, my elder sister was pestering me to attend one of her fashion show.  She has her own fashion line.  I thought of playing a prank on her.  She might get a heart attack when she read my message.

"I'm sorry.  I can't come.  I'm getting married." 

I sent the message.  Put the phone on vibrate mode  and got ready to meet my future wife.