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'Till I Met You

Gun

I haven't really forgotten why I was in the elevator in the first place. I still need get back to my penthouse. I took pity on the mall executives and froze their free falling stocks with a quick command from my smart phone. I will deal with them tomorrow.

Tonight I am just Lana. And he is just Chanyeol.

We walked leisurely together. Occasionally we would steal glances at each other. I'm regressing. I never had time to deal with flirtation, crushes and first love when I was in high school. I was too busy trying to wrest control of my inheritance from my relatives. I was too busy trying to survive. But now at twenty two, I have the feels because he held my hand. "It's getting late. I have to go."

He looked at me a little sadly and nodded. "Can I drop you off at your house?" I shook my head slightly "No need. Besides, you're near your home already whereas I live the opposite way."
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow at work." Oh boy. What to do? He hailed a passing taxi and opened the door for me. I got in but before I can close the door he bent over and whispered "I'm glad you broke the elevator today, getting to spend the whole day with you instead of always watching over you from afar is so worth getting fired tomorrow" he kissed my cheek quickly and closed the door. I was gaping like a fish while looking at him walk away. The taxi drive to my penthouse was blur.

What the hell? He knows who I am. I've been played! What does he mean watching over me? I flopped down on my bed tiredly and racked my brain for any possible hint that I might have known him. .........Nothing. I got nothing.
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I walked into the shopping mall and made my way to the executive suites. This time my secretary called ahead to make sure the entire executive team was ready at the board room when I get there. Surreptitiously, I kept an eye out for Chanyeol . Crap. Still no sign of him. He said he will see me again at work today. Does that mean he sees me but I don't see him?
Four hours later, I razed the entire executive team to the ground by firing eight out of 12 executives and promoting several key people. There was a lot of shouting which I took in stride. My legal team will be busy with all the lawsuits that will be flying back and forth. I stood up and gave the entire room a cynical smile. This is my arena. Here I am God.

I left the room without a bow nor a backward glance. Grown men who think they can take advantage of me and mine always end up paying for their mistakes. A flurry of footsteps followed in my wake. More hanger-ons thinking they can be spared from my wrath if they suck up to me. I suddenly turned around and glared at them. Taken aback, the crowd fell a few steps behind. I continued to walk away from them.

I wonder if Chanyeol has ever seen me like this. Does he truly watch over me? Where is he? As if my thoughts conjured him, he suddenly jumped in front of me and in one fluid motion raised a gun and pointed it straight at me.

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