"Finally, the day I have been waiting for." He muttered as he admired himself in the mirror. He was really grateful to Kris for this white racing costume he paid a designer to stitch. The reason he came to Seoul was this tournament's last race. He had full hopes of winning it, and if he could win this race, he could definitely win Remi.

Tame me.

Oh God, she still didn't leave his mind which begged for loneliness today. He ran his fingers through his damp hair and closed his eyes. For this moment, he craved for darkness to prevail instead of Remi.

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Remi woke up at the irritating horn of a car outside the house. She roughly rubbed her swelled eyes as she just hardly slept for 2 hours. She removed the sheet over her and stood up.

"Remi, hurry up." Uee slid her face through the door and then shut it.

Remi left the room in her pajamas to come out. She yawned and dragged her feet.

"Hurry... come outside." Uee waved.

"What the hell! unnie..." She tred outside and as she saw a racing car outside in the yard, her jaw dropped. She was so shocked at the car that she didn't notice Lay and Kris standing right next to it.

"He just wanted you guys to see his car." Kris rolled his eyes. "Its venono that I selected." Bragging? He couldn't resist.

The car was a white Lamborghini Venono and the patterns were drawn in orangish red flames.

"Who?" Remi bewildered asked and then her eyes darted to the guy in the matching racing costume. She hid her mouth in embarrassment. "You...????"

"Yes, its mine." Lay moved towards the two girls and skipped up a step on the porch. "Wish me good luck." Lay muttered and gave quick peck to Uee on her lips. Remi raised a brow, thinking they were in a relationship.

"Wish me luck, Remi." He lowered his head, placing his gloved hand over the back of her head and pulled her closer for a similar peck. He kissed her lips not in a haste but a bit slower. He drew back his lips.

Remi was too off guard to give a reaction.

"You guys switch on the T.V. And cheer for me. Fighting." Lay smiled with his dimple on display.

"A**hole." Remi muttered as she rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Kris smirked in shock too.

Was it a negative response? Did she not like it? But it wasn't the time to think about such things. He had to concentrate on his dream, not his stupid lust.

Remi and Uee closed the door and went inside the room, as both Kris and Lay left for the race in the nearby arena.

"You guys are such liars. Nobody told me the purpose of him coming to Seoul." Remi complained while clenching her fists.

"You never asked. You weren't interested." Uee replied indifferently.

"Yeah yeah... and why did he kiss both of us?"

"That shocked me too."

"At first I thought you two were together last evening. But then he kissed me too."

"You thought so?"

"Wharever..."

"Do you want him ....... to win?"

"I just want his car crashes halfway and the korean contestant wins."

"Cold bitch."

"Whatever." Remi opened the door to her room and harshly closed it while Uee settled herself in the lounge.

Remi plunged into her bed to enjoy the lazy sunday. "This sunday wont be easy for that asshole." She didn't need to close her eyes for his face to pop up in front of her. "Damn." She cursed and threw the pillow down at the floor. "I should have broken his face right then." She started squealing. She couldnt devour the fact that a guy kissed her just now. Not even Kris tried to be that forward. "Does he think I am easy? I'll kill him once he gets home. He'll regret it, loser." She lay down on her pillow and stared at the ceiling. "Please, please... don't win. It will be enough satisfaction." What if he wins? She started rolling in the bed. Neither did she know his full name nor his real one.

Within 4 hours of extreme wait, Remi actually got the news that the 'asshole' won the race, winner of the tournament. Her heart plunged into the depth of some really dark dungeon. She felt like a whole new burden was pushed over her shoulder, over her heart. The fact was not endurable for her. She always thought of Lay as a simple, non worthy, poor man; coming to Seoul for either spying on her or for some other pathetic purpose she wasn't interested. No matter, how much she tried to deny, she was actually jealous of the guy's victory.
As she opened the door of her room, she saw Uee giving Lay a congratulation hug. Her heart was already being pierced by thousand icicles. She also saw Kris with his toothy smile. Kris noticed Remi, burning with jealousy, peeking through her room. Kris moved towards the room and pulled her out of the dark corner.

"What the... Kris!" She tried to break free but she failed.

"You should join our celebration."

"Congratz." Remi with half opened annoyed eyes and arms crossed over her chest hardly spoke the word in the most dull ways.

Lay smiled at her and she slowly moved her eyes to her unnie. Lay got a single chance to hug her and he didn't miss it. He slid her arms along her waist and squeezed her. She backed off a bit but Uee gestured her to hug back. Remi rolled her eyes and tried to hug him back feebly. That was OK, that was enough. Besides, isn't it the guy using his arms, nose, hands, mouth mostly, dominating the girl? He didn't miss the rare oppurtunity to feel her curves under his hands and through his body and torso. It would have been heaven, if naked.

"Lay told us that it is a good luck charm to kiss before doing something fate changing." Uee spoke and Remi shoved Lay away in a way that he felt how rude she could be.

"Oh really?" Remi mocked.

"Ok guys. Gotta leave. But I promise Lay..." Kris pressed his shoulder with his hand. "... We'll do a celebration tomorrow."

"Yeah, sure." Lay smiled back and Kris left.

"Hey, Remi...!!!I told Lay about your insomnia."

Remi rolled her eyes again. "So???"

"He said he can help."

"How?" Remi folded her arms and stared into his eyes. He didn't know that a girl's stare could be this strong.

"He can give a good massage, lavender oil massage."

"I don't need that crap." She turned.

"Let me help." Lay captured her arm forcefully.

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"Its just a shoulder massage." Uee assured her tensed room mate.

"No, its gross." Remi shuddered at the thought of Lay's hands over her bare shoulders.

"Its not. I told you, don't think he's a guy. Actually, you can actually imagine he's gay and problem solved."

"But he's not. He just kissed both of us, faking it as a charm. I mean no charm like that exists."

"Whatever..."

"And why the hell do I have to go to his room?"

"Idiot..." She lightly hit Remi's forehead. "Thats your room, remember?"

"Oh right...."

"And I am not going to the pub, so... I need some good relaxement at night, alone in the room. I just missed so many lonely nights. Now get lost." Uee handed a towel to Remi and shut closed the door after pushing her out of the room.

"Urgh!!! If anything happens... I WON'T FORGIVE YOU!"

"You don't need to worry." Lay smiled, standing behind her back.

"You think, I'll expose my shoulders for you?"

"No, not for me but for yourself."

"I can go to a good spa... So, I don't need you."

"It would be costly."

"Why are you so persistant?"

"I don't know but Uee asked me to when I told her that my father suffered from the same problem."

"Ok... then massage me just like you massage your father. And if I see no improvement, I'll quit."

"As you wish."

He gestured Remi to move further to the room, with him being following her. Lay closed the door to the room as she came inside. Remi glared at Lay and he turned around, not facing her. She took off her shirt and secured the towel around her torso, exposing her shoulders.

"So?" Remi raised a brow and Lay turned to face her. "oh well... but before this massage... dont touch me anywhere except... you know better." She warned and tred towards the bed. She laid on the bed with her front facing bed's surface.

Lay moved towards the bed and sat down on her side. He folded his sleeves up and smeared the lavender oil over his palms.To be honest, this was a plan made by Uee. He had no idea how to give shoulder massage. However, he knew he was capable. He started circling his palms over her bare shoulders. The anticipation again built up but all this was being done in order to excite Remi to the same level as him. But she seemed unaffected. He actually wanted his hand to slip down her shoulders to make his dream come true. He had the chance but not enough valour.

She felt so melted under his palms. Her hair were tied up in a cute bun adding more heat to the room. All that he ever imagined and wanted was Remi to take the initiative when she wasn't even attracted to him. He thought if he had been wealthy, he would have bought Remi for one night or for lifetime? He always felt proud about how fair he had been all his 23years, never played with a girl, never been dishonest, always been helping others; this moment screamed utter repentance.

"I am not staying here all night so hurry up."

"*uck." Lay muttered under his breath but she heard it very clearly and still, remained silent. She hated how less control she had over him, how she always had to be suppressed by the guy.

This was probably her first massage and yeah, it was much more heated than she could imagine. She sensed how warm and pleasurable it could feel to be under firm hands only a guy could possess. The strength that all guys possess but the pleasure that can only be offered by a few. A few or just one? She had no idea. Or was it just the massage? It should be it. She bit her lower lip and moaned. By that time she realized that Lay had slid one finger inside the towel. She slightly moved her head back to see him with the periphery of her eye. The eyes, he always wanted to watch, the innocent yet craving, were now finding their way to look at him and ask him to go down. This was not happening but he got so turned on.

"Forgot your limit?" She mocked.

He immediately retreated his finger and inclined backward. "The good luck charm actually worked." Lay smiled changing the topic, as Remi pinned her back on the back rest of the bed, now face to face.

"It was your practice and a bit of karma, not the charm shit." She closed her eyes to relax more.

"I believe there's really something... thats why people made up these charms."

"All are man made not God made."

"But you just confronted one."

"No... i know there's no such charm in your hometown. You were just checking whose lips are better." She slightly opened her eyes and found Lay close to her. He fixed his hands over the sheet on either side of her thighs and bent a bit near.

"It was really a charm." Lay bit his lower lip.

She held her breath back. One thing that really disgusted her was that she didn't react that time and she was unable to beat the hell out of him this time. She bit her upper lip in frustration.

"I'll do it again." He said in the lowest huskiest voice.

Strings of her heart were now rhythmically producing beats. It would have been unnatural to be this close to a guy who kissed you and is hella handsome and not get affected by his charm. She never noticed his features but as she did that moment, she was in denial to accept that this guy wasn't a player.

"Remi?"

She looked away, securing the towel around her chest as she crossed her arms. "What?" She asked rudely, her hair strands were now decorating her pinchable cheeks.

"Can I kiss you?" His voice had fear.

She returned her face back to him and raised a brow.

"Just this one time."

"Why?"

He had the answer but not enough courage.

"You pause, you lose." She picked up a pillow and pressed it against his face.

He abruptly removed the pillow to one side and locked his lips with hers. In this kind of situation, he couldn't feel the taste or the sweetness of the kiss. All that his mind had was his heart beat. He was afraid she would read his mind and be aware of all his dirty dreams about her.

She on the other hand had continuous tingling feeling inside of her stomach. The kiss was more like a forced one. He didn't dare to enter but she knew he wanted it so bad. His awkward kiss was absolutely confirming that. The strange way of kissing where his lips were quivering showed why his girlfriend broke up with him.

He lacked the courage to go down her waist and pull up her shirt. Being too shy as a boy killed this moment for him. He was surprised that Remi's arms didn't leave her chest to slap him. He broke the kiss for a plenty pack of air.

"Humiliated ... in the worst way." She pushed him away.

"I am sorry."

"Couldnt control your manhood?"

And what else am I doing all these days? "Sorry..."

"I doubt if you really are a good boy. Or are you a bad guy disguised as a good one?" She squinted her eyes and looked really attractive. "Now get lost."

"But..."

"Now what?"

"Isn't it my room? Temporarily? "

"Oh whatever." She got from the bed, picked up her shirt from the chair's arm rest and led her feet to the door but abruptly turned back. "You're a coward kisser."

She shouldn't have said that.

Notes

sorry for the lengthy chapter... got carried away by my feelings... XD
and actually i have no idea on racing cars.... so..... :p