NEW TOY

"So…?" Hugh side-glanced at Hunter, suggestively whistling a low, awkward note. They were back inside the car. Hunter had been silent throughout the ride.

Was he disappointed? Did Hugh not advertise the amusement enough? Whatever was on his mind, Hugh had no way of knowing, no matter they were twins and all that telepathic bullshit.

Hugh scooted closer.

If Hunter turned to give him his attention, means Hunter is upset. If Hunter did not turn to give him his attention, means Hunter is neutral. Which one? Let's bet.

"Which one caught your eyes?"

"…" Silentness, cheek rested on his fist, eyeing out the window and its blurry city.

The silent treatment he received was well deserved, Hugh thought to himself. However poorly he's being treated, he's looking to suck them all. Hunter must have been upset about something, Hugh just couldn't purchase a clue.

But, Hugh had a grimly hopeful smile creeping on his face when he noticed Hunter inhaling to speak.

"Leena Choi," Hunter named without a moment of hesitation.

Leena Choi? Ah, Hugh had to think for a good minute. The girl with G-cup-sized boobs, short chestnut locks, and red succulent lips. How fair and fetching. Hugh should nickname her 'FF' for a short codename.

To say Hugh was surprised was an overstatement, to hear his brother had a type such as that. The goody-two-shoes, eh? The ones who roll with society as it is? The ones who try? The ones who invented the word 'princess'?

Hunter's a hypocrite, he was the most reluctant to experiment with this ordeal and now he has chosen the simplest one. Out of all the girls, how come Leena Choi? She was Hugh's least favorite of the three, to be honest.

To Hugh's knowledge, Hunter had always despised women like Leena Choi, in fact, Hugh handpicked her for her breasts.

That was the first thing he noticed on her, anyway. You can't blame him. Leena's body is a furore ready to happen— she was practically a Korean Barbie doll.

"Hmm..." Hugh sang, stroking his chin. Hugh was drowning into deep analysis, how mysterious of his brother, huh. Anyhow, if anything, it should be women like Ellie Manwood, or Valerie Hazel to shine.

They're more suitable to be in Oblonsky's field of interest.

Was Hunter jesting?

No, there were no strains on his stern facial muscles. Hugh knew Hunter wasn't jesting to spite him as they would usually do. As if his answer was final, Hugh was beyond baffled!

Oh my god! What in the world was going on?! Hugh just realized that Hunter barely remembered anybody's names.

Shit.

Seriously?!

Did he miss something?

Well, Hunter can remember names since he's had a photographic memory, he's rather intelligent. It was more like he doesn't want to remember, as they were never worth his time.

Leena Choi, huh.

Her presence felt fake, invisible, monotony, and old-fashioned. She was boring for a legal citizen, she felt like every prostitute from Villarreal Hugh had slept with, or, every prostitute anybody had slept with.

Maybe, Hunter found her attractive for the sense of similarity? As prostitutes had been the only characteristics Hunter was accustomed to?

No, no. Hunter was never that shallow-minded.

"Similarity", huh? Should that appear to be the mentality of Hunter?

Hugh longed to ask so, so very much. It was irking him. So, he opened his mouth, but—

"I think I'll have to occupy her for quite some time. As for the meanwhile, you are free to have the rest, Hugh." Hunter informed bluntly. Hugh zipped his mouth, floored by Hunter's order.

What in the what?!

'You are free to have the rest'? As if 'the rest' were merely wastes?!

In the defense of Ellie and Valerie, they were, by far, the most intriguing women Hugh had ever met all his life! Valerie was the effortlessly pretty and adorable type and Ellie was the sexily book-smart and mature type! What can Leena bring to the table? Textbook female character traits?

Hunter did not even bother to litter their names with his tongue, huh.

Rude.

Rude!

Indeed, peculiarly rude.

Leena Choi, huh. How many times does Hugh had to recall her name in his head to finally understand Hunter's reasonings?

Hugh had a feeling he will be keeping his eyes on her. He clenched his jaw, irked, yet submitting to his brother. Deep down, he knew he doesn't want to submit, he was curious to find out more about her.

Regardless, orders are orders, Hugh must suck it up and ball his fists like an adult.

"I will arrange the suite, and send the girls the address." Through gritted teeth, he sat back, the aftertaste of the words he said perturbed him greatly.

When someone asks Hunter something, and he answers, and his answers end quicker than anticipated, it means he concludes his statement and the questioner must move on.

Be it the questioner is his twin brother.

Whoever does not know this fact shall be punished severely.

Or else.

Hugh cannot tolerate this immense curiosity. He hated being left in the dark, by Hunter of all people.

It made him want to do immature things, and might vent his anger upon the source of this tension: fucking Leena Choi.