FIVE
LAST CHANCE
I took short steps as I was staring at his exclusive shiny; black-orange collection that stood up against with some
rides around. It was really breath-taking to see something fashioned by him unexpectedly. I can't wait to see Siwon;
Hye Gyo and Chae Young for some updates.
He led me to the passenger seat. He hefted the door upward. His eyes were smiling. I felt little insignificant for a
while. ' Cause I may be rich. the least from them. We hit the highway, with indefinite destination.
Inside was pretty clean and his scent covers all the spaces. It was all black and orange. The seats are covered with
soft cloth; enough to make one fall asleep. In ifront of me, there was a mini black drawer. It was vertically placed;
Surely it was made of epensive- black glass. Inside I noticed a little picture attached in a small piece of paper. I
pulled it slowly, carefully. A girl. Woman. I can't help but to stare to her beautiful face. Her hair was long brown-
shining by the hit of the light. She was seated on a circular-porcelain soft seat. She looked like a princess, that was
given an opportunity to have a very stunning, efforless shot.
Min Ho cleared his throat. Interrupting my fantasy. His face was still focused on the road. Smiling; light and gentle.
"Who is this?" I asked. showing him the picture.
"Shin Hye. Park Shin Hye." He answered in his low, soft tone. I pursed my lips and agreed. I adjusted to my seat-
facing him in full attention.
"Who is ...Shin Hye? Your friend? cousin?" I said pleasantly. My eyes are focused to his beautiful- blank face. His
eyes shifted to me; but concentrate again to the Highway.
" She's my..friend- sister. She's extraordinary. You can learn a lot of things from her, somehow. She's funny, wealthy
and fun to be with." He pursed his lips. "But she's serious. Not the typical kind of girl... Just like you. " He added. He
smiled with a mysterious meaning. His last sentence astonished me. THIS GIRL WAS AMAZING. Min Ho described
her with feeling, maybe reminiscing her beauty; her personality.
"She's so.. Beautiful." I've said the word softly.
"Yes, She is. And also kind-hearted."
"So ho did you meet her? "
"Our Families were very close."
"Oh. I see." I murmured. I hoped he heard me. I have so many questions to ask. DID SHE LIKE YOU? DOU YOU LIKE
HER TOO? DOES SHE MAKES YOU SMILE EVERYTIME SHE'S AROUND? But these questions aren't mine for him to
answer. Maybe next time, JUST MAYBE, I'll know the truth. About her. About the story behind her mysterious eyes.
We stopped to an unfamliar street. It was quite dark; there was a narrow path beside me.
"Where are we?" I asked in a curious tone.
"Follow me."
We got out of the car and proceeded. As we walk to the street, there was a light that gradually reveals on our way.
We followed it and it led us to a mysterious, huge Restaurant. The name wasn't clear yet. The place was really
amazing. We got closer to the place; and found out the it was floating above the circular, gigantic pod. But if it a place for attraction, why'd they kept it from thousand of people living in Seattle?
"Let's get inside. " Min Ho said gently.
My eyes were still stuck. I gripped my hand to my wrist as we walk inside. The workforce are standing in a straight line; girls to the left- boys to the right. They bow as we passed them. It's like I
entered a castle iwht servants worshipping. I have no idea when it was built.; nor the name of the owner.
We sat in the middle table. I studied the room as I The shape of the place was round. The walls are glass; the floor
was shining-made of porcelain. The tables are covered with black, satin cloth, Roses in everywhere. The ceiling was
high, like in churches. GOD, MUST'VE BEN A BILLIONAIRE WHO OWNS THIS.
The waiter offere us the menu. It was a small, Flip, hard paper that was covered with plastic. I eventually opened
itto hte main dishes. I felt my tummy cramping.; like it was saying GET SOMETHING TO IT! Th food weren't cheap as they look. Too expensive; like the place.
I leaned to the table. "do they accept card here?I'm sorry. I only have a little cash. I'm more of.."
"You don't have to pay."
"But we're not dating, are we?"
"We are."
"What?"
"I own this. It's all my treat. You can eat whatever you want. No one will dare to ask money from you." He smiled..
his face closer to mine. like inches away. His words were spinning in my head. WE'RE DATING. HE OWNS THIS. I GET TO EAT WHAT I WANT. I just nodded to his words. I get to open my mouth; but I don't have any words to speak.
"Unni, Can you please call the head Chef. Let him come here immediately.
" Min Ho called in a high, but gentle tone. The chef arrived with a smile on his face. He bowed as h ask Min Ho some
questions. They talked like they'e whispering. Min ho face me again and the Chef was gone. The waiter that was
looking out on got back the menus then leave. I'd never get to check the desserts. I felt down for a second.
It was kinda awkward to be left alone with a Billionaire. The word dating popped on my mind. It just that
happened that this word was bubbling me 48 hours ago. It was like, impossible. But it's happening. It was really
happening. The Chef arrived with a bunch of waitress handling trays on their hands. I could smell the dishes and
desserts from afar.
"Sir, here they are. Hot and fresh. " said the Chef, wearing a broad smile. I found that the people around are staring
at us. They we're murmuring, as if they'd smell a new gossip. Min Ho shook his head, he was also staring around.
"Thank you Chef. you may now go back to the kitchen." Min Ho ordered. ".. and oh, one more thing. could you please
call Olsen for me. " he added.
OLSEN?
A man with a very huge body and pecs arrived. he looked like a stunt man in action movies. His eyes were narrowed
to us.
"Sir, dou you have any orders?" his voice was huge as his chest was. Like a bouncer.
"Yes. You know what to do." Min ho exclaimed. Everybody heard it. and then, I was surprise in that very instant. The
people started standing and leaving the place. I feel so confused and afraid. I don't know what's happeing. I am
rich. but not this much. I pursed my lips as I change my sitting position; facing Min ho properly. I higher my chin like
a VIP.
I heard Min Ho chuckled in my sudden movement.
"It's you two left alone. Anything else.?" Olsen asked, standing tall.
nothing else. thank you. " min ho answered in approval. Olsen nodded and was gone.
"I'm sorry for that little inconvenience." Min Ho uttered. I faked a smile as a sign of my relief.
"I don't know what happened. Why did they leave?" I asked in a curious tone.
"It's what I do whenever i get irritated. I don't want people talking about me. They should've mind their own
business. "
"do you do this often?"
" No. but Shin Hye does. " His eyes were frozen to me. He was studying me. Expecting for my reaction. Guess i'm
over-reacting. But I want to talk about Her; but it seems like there's something in me that holds the question back.
I nodded to end the conversation. We started eating when the waitresses prepared the food on the table. My eyes
were craving in looking at them. The date he was talking about went well. We often talk, ask questions and laugh.
We were talking about things.. friends. I realized He was happy. Do I? do I make him happy?
After we ate we went to his prestigious car and hit the road. He insisted to drop me home so I forgave him. He
pulled his car before Charlie's. We got out of the car. Our house stood between two open field covered with grass. It
was like a house built in a middle of a soccer field with fairy lights that shines it. I noticed Min ho was staring at the
house. I walked beside him and stood before him. What was he thinking?
"You're house was big. " He Whispered- still staring at it. Even though I know that Melissa's house was bigger than
Charlie, I just agreed for his relief.
"Yeah. And That's my room. " I pointed it my with finger. we were both staring at a huge window with yellow curtains
behind.
"Do you sleep alone there?"
" Yes. " I nodded. "Me and Charlie was left alone in this house when mom-" I stopped. I've realize I talked to much.
He might not be interested.
"You can tell me. Next time?" He faced me with his whole body.His smile enlighten my face. I raised my
eyebrows and smiled back. He raised his hand in front of me. He was like offering for us to shake hands. I grabbed his
hand but he pulled me that he made me bump to his body. My eyes were wide open. His other hand hugged me. felt
his hand running through my hair. The moment was very solemn. I want to push him but I can't. His hug was so
tight. My other hand fell stiff. I couldn't talk. I just open my mouth and close it.
"Thank you." I felt his soft whisper through my ears. I felt his heart beating. But then released me. His face was
tensed but happy. I did not move an inch. He got inside his car and leave. The gust made by his sudden kicking the
road hit me. Good thing my hair didn't mess up. I took a deep breath and went inside. The main door was open. I
entered and found Charlie sitting on the sofa. His back was relaxed and his leg was on the top of the other. He
might be waiting for me to come. His posture was like a predator; and I was his prey. His smiled at me when I
turned to him.
"Hi Dad. " I pursed my lips then waved. I felt tensed for a while. I couldn't help sweating bullets.
He smiled. " Hello sweetie. " His tone was gentle. He looked at his watched then stared. "Seven O'clock..not bad. "
"Yeah. First time huh." I agreed.
"okay. Get to your room. someone's waiting for you. " He chuckled. He winked and drop a sight.
My face looked confused. I was slowly moving step by step. I opened the door of my room with the the cracking
effect. Like in horror movies. A WOMAN. I gripped my hand to the doorknob. I was standing in anxiety.
She was standing in front of me. I was staring at her back. She's too familiar to me. Her hair was short and clipped.
Her dress was old-fashioned and long to her feet. I studied her back as I walk closer to her. I could hear my footsteps
but she acted like she don't. Inches from her she turned slowly. In my surprise, I saw..
" Nanny Claire?!" I yelled in excitement.
" Yes, darling it's me! " She shouted in her Latin accent.
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