Myung lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. He was fixated on what he did the other day with Orea. It was impossible to tell what came over him when he kissed her but seeing her with that damn idol stirred up his jealous side. She was so carefree and jolly with Minwoo that Myung could not help but confront her. He did not plan on kissing her but he simply could not control the urge.
Afterwards, she ran away before he could even get the chance to apologize to her. He must have scared the girl and now, his friendship with her was in jeopardy.
"UGH!" he yelled out loud. "You idiot!"
Myung cursed himself and rolled over. He was not in his mansion but back at the hotel he lived at. On days when he did not have to deal with family drama, he came to live there, away from everyone. The Prime Minister made his minions tail Myung but the latter did not care much. He knew how to sneak out whenever he wanted so their presence literally meant nothing to him.