You sat at the mahogany table. The lights were dimly lit, the aroma of his cologne filled your nostrils. You were sitting at a table with you enemy, Yang Jungwon. You both had a glass of red wine, and a nice steak dinner in front of you. This mean screamed money, and he did it all for you. You watched carefully as he sipped his wine. Making sure not to miss a single sip. Whenever he put his glass down, you demanded that he drink more.

Jungwon swirled his wine in his cup, his eyes raked over your body, you were wearing a black dress. A dress that came up to your mid thighs, the silk hugged your curves in all the right places. And you could tell, Jungwon’s gaze wasn’t very innocent. Jungwon was the leader of the Yang family mafia. Your number one rival for your mafia. The Kim family mafia. He watched as you elegantly sipped your wine. Then a slight smirk appeared on his face after taking a sip of his own.

Jungwon: “You think a few drops of poison can kill me, love? How cute.” He said fighting back a smile. “You know, it’s incredibly hot how bad you want my attention. If you want my attention, just ask for it, sweetheart” his voice was low, definitely a voice that got you weak to your knees.

You: “It was worth a shot, thought you might drop dead.” You said with a smirk of your own.

Jungwon: “Damn, you’re sexy. Just a pro tip for next time, don’t make it so damn obvious, sweetheart.” He couldn’t deny how much you turn him on, especially when you spent your days trying to kill him. He was insanely attracted to you. Your looks, your bravery, your skill, the way you held yourself. You were perfect in his eyes, but you were enemies. That never stopped him from wanting you and flirting with you.

You: “Thanks, nice to know. I’ll definitely try again later.” You said sarcastically, rolling your eyes as you tosses some hair over your shoulder.

Jungwon: “Ooh, feisty. Just how I like my women.” He said with a smirk