Chapter 335: What’s funny, Jo-Pil?
"But we don’t mind," May said. "Your hair is precious, master. Whether it is long or short, we will take care of it to the utmost of our abilities, till you’re satisfied." She added, bowing her head, and the rest bowed, but that wasn’t the answer I was looking for.
It made me feel irked instead of satisfied.
I sighed.
"Let me give you an assignment then."
Since they did whatever I asked them to do, they should do this too.
"What is it, sir?"
"Go and look into cute and comfortable hairstyles for long hair," I said. "Not too long. I doubt my hair will grow as fast as Rapunzel’s does, haha."
They looked at me as if I had given them a riddle, and I frowned.
"I’ll give you a few days. And then share your honest opinion on the type of hairstyle that fits me more."
Great. With this, they won’t have any choice but to use their own hearts and minds to think. Instead of following rigid orders.
"That’s all." I waved them off.
The maids bowed once more and then filed out as silently as they had entered, not sparing a glance and I smiled. Back to being robots, huh?
They left, leaving me dressed like an artistic painting and wondering if this was supposed to make me feel like a prince... or a prisoner.
I shook my head.
If this were the original plot, then I guess that’s the kind of thought to have, but I’m a free bird in a cage right now. If that even makes sense, haha.
The door opened and Jin-Yeok walked in, dressed in a white suit that, if I’m being honest, did absolute justice to that handsome face of his.
He was a crown prince out of a fantasy novel, with an emerald brooch stuck to his tie, reflecting amazingly how beautiful his eyes were.
’Ah, it’s no wonder he wanted us to wear white. It suits him so perfectly.’ I thought, my heart thumping warmly. ’I suddenly feel like a bride dressed in white. Is this normal?’
On seeing me, Jin-Yeok smiled, his face glowing warmly.
"You’re ready, Jo-Pil." He said, walking in but I did not respond. Simply gulped as his ambiance left me breathless. "You look amazing." He stretched his arms towards me, his pretty hands covered in those pure white gloves.
"Ah," I exclaimed, blinking, and then I laughed.
If the models for Vogue were to lose their jobs because of me, then all other modelling brands would go out of business because of this man.
I took his hand but still laughed.
"What’s funny, Jo-Pil?" He asked but I shook my head, looking at his face.
"I don’t know. It suddenly felt like a fairy tale all of a sudden." I said, to his surprise and he pulled me closer. "You look great, master."
He did, I’m not capping.
"As expected of my master," I gave a thumbs up with glinting satisfied eyes and he laughed.
He was proud that I was proud.
Jin-Yeok’s blonde hair was slicked back completely with some lasting gel, his sharp eyeliner looking sharper than usual, and his chin, those perfectly carved chins... They made me realize this man was too good to be real.
Ah, and it was with this same pretty face he used to murder rough men in the underworld. I rolled my eyes down. I need to start picking my interests right.
But who cares, right?
As dangerous as he was, to me, he was no more than a master with a lot of love to give.
"Shall we start heading out?" I asked and his lips curled in a pretty smile.
"Yes, let’s."
We got in the car and I stretched my arm, my other hand on my shoulder to feel the joints properly.
"Are you okay?" Jin-Yeok asked, his voice soft and warm, laced with concern and his eyes fixed on my flashy appearance.
I rolled my eyes towards him, my heart still beating warmly.
What’s this? Was I hungry? I wondered because there was something stirring inside me. As if my stomach was jumping in excitement.
But that wasn’t it.
This situation... this man... he was stirring my insides more than I thought.
If not for how cool the car was, I was sure a bead of sweat would be rolling down the corner of my face by now, unable to calm down completely.
"Jo-Pil," he called, placing his arm around my neck and pressing my shoulder with his hand, kneading it in an attempt to make me feel better and ease up. "It doesn’t ache too much, does it?"
Honestly, my legs ache more than my shoulder but it’s not something I can’t deal with.
I shook my head.
"It’s fine," I said. "Like you said, I’ll get used to it with consistency."
I just hope my body can handle it though. Not just the ache but the impact this man had on me.
I would be in big trouble if all my masters dressed like this at the same time.
My heart would definitely explode that day.
(We look forward to the day of the cooperation, haha)
I would’ve clapped my cheeks if not that I was mindful of the makeup. It wasn’t heavy, but I didn’t want to mess up May and the other’s master piece before others get a chance to see it.
"You’re not nervous, are you?" He asked and I raised my head.
"Why would I be?" I asked and then realized my reactions might look like someone nervous. "I don’t think I have any reason to be nervous."
"Even if you’ll be surrounded by people you’ve never met before, trying to get acquainted with you?" He asked but I shook my head.
There might be a little bit of pressure but I definitely knew how to take care of myself. I had a skill quite prepared for this situation.
I could act and hide my nervousness in front of a bunch of strangers.
I could even be an arrogant heir if you asked me to and I would play the part right.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked him. "Should I be modest and let them walk all over me?" I asked but he immediately frowned, his perfectly carved brows knitting together and his forehead creasing.
I laughed as soon as I saw this.
"I got it, I got it," I said, reaching for his forehead, but didn’t touch it, wondering if there was makeup on his face as well.
This man didn’t need makeup, but just in case...
"I won’t let them walk all over me. My master is none other than Shin Jin-Yeok." I said. "Everyone else is beneath me."
Hearing my words, he grinned, his face looking pleased.
Ah, that seemed to favor his own insight. He just wants me to walk all over them and not them all over me.
"If they want to know where you get the backbone from to act all arrogant," he leaned closer, his figure towering over mine. "Then make it known to them that I am your master."
I gulped. His imposing and domineering charms grabbed me by the neck and ass. Ahem.
"Yes, master," I said and I thought I could finally catch my breath.
But this situation just seemed to spike an interest in his heart. An idea that he shouldn’t even be entertaining. I mean, not now in the car when we’re headed for an event like this.
"Jo-Pil, did you know?" He asked, leaning closer and whispering in my ear, his breath falling softly on my lobes and causing them to go red. "You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen."
My face flushed. Where did that come from?
Was he teasing again? He didn’t need to go that far to get a reaction from me.
"You’re so pretty I could eat you up right now." He said, nibbling my ear and I looked away, my hands pressed together as his actions made me feel... You know... A little bit turned on.
God knows why my heat was taking its sweet time. Cause this was basically torture.
"Let..." I gulped, my face flushing and my heart racing. "Master," I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him away gently with strength from God knows where cause I couldn’t even feel my fingertips. "...let’s save that for later," I said and though stunned for a few seconds, he got over it and then claimed my lips.
Yes, if he couldn’t control himself. The best thing was to attack my lips.
Real mature.
I didn’t struggle. I just let him kiss me till he was satisfied, while being mindful of his makeup.
Then, he pulled away, watching me pant, and then grinned.
"I wondered why your lips looked so delicious today." He said and then I noticed on his lip, a faint shade of pink from the lipstick the maids used on me had smeared on his lips.
Ah, did that mean he ruined the lipstick on my lips?
Of all things to worry about, right?