chapter 11

Sehun's POV

Being part of Dior has been one of the biggest moves in my career. So today was a big day for me. Of course, I was nervous. My hands shook and my smile was a little weird, but then everything went fine. The event was done and I was so proud of myself.

Probably my fans are posting as much as they can from the pictures taken today. Like I always say, what would I do without them? I sigh as I get inside the car but then I remember leaving my favourite brown leather jacket in the preparation room.

My father gave it to me five years ago and I still find it wearable and beautiful. I would say fashion sense runs through the family but that would be too much bragging, wouldn't it?

Getting inside, I wish I never had to follow it. For the second time, I get in the middle of an argument. Justin is really something else.

"Justin, you know I am not lying to you!" Exactly how many girls is he sleeping with?

"I have heard of that before and I can tell you are just one of them." He sounded aggravated by her.

"The moment this child is born and looks exactly like you is when you will realize that I am not like other girls who had to keep quiet just because they are afraid of you. You don't know whom you are messing with, asshole!" She gives an evil smirk.

The hot blonde-haired woman is something else I can tell. Even with how she talked, she showed this power that not even Justin could outstand. And that's when they both notice my presence.

"I didn't see a thing!" I raise my hands in defeat.

"And you! You will be a witness," I felt like those eyes could kill me the instant she blurted while her finger pointing at me.

"I'm off.," Turning around, my eyes widen at the site of another woman standing in awe. Her eyes are filled with tears and her pouch is dropped on the floor. I quickly pick it up and hold her before she loses all the energy she has and walks her outside. I close the door behind me. I take her hand and step towards the door. I open the door that leads outside but then she backs away.

Her chest expands as she breathes hard. She steps backwards but I hold her hand again.

"Stop looking pathetic around him. You just saw him doing the same thing to that other woman."

"It is not as easy as you think, this is not just about me, but... Never mind," She sobs. Justin just threw another rock at her. Just looking at her like this makes me feel hurt. she is suffering over a man as worthless as Justin for God's sake.

I wish I can tell her to stop loving him. That there are men out there that desire to meet with women just like her. Men like me. But then I'm excluded, I'm a star and all I care about is my career.

"Whoever it is, let's go! It's clear he will play with your heart again if you let him," I extend my hand to her, and she looks at it with tears lingering in her eyes. She takes it. I guess that was the key, letting her decide for herself.

I take her out of there and out of town. I take her to my temporary home. I rented it the day before I came here. My work here is done, a few days of rest after hustling wouldn't hurt, would it?

The road is clear, I go for the higher speed just below the limit. I know this road even with my eyes closed. This is usually the best part of my coming here. Peace and quiet of the outsider part of the city. The air itself is enough to keep you and your thoughts calm.

Suddenly, I hear a peal of hard laughter from her. Is this the part where a woman loses her mind after being done with something? snapping point, maybe?

"What is it?"

"Well, everything happening in my life is either a comedy or fantasy,"

"Girls being dumped by men is something very common these days." I sigh. My eyes are locked on the road, but I can feel the stare she gives me. I bet it would make my eyes fall if I looked back at her.

"Would you also like to know what else is common?" Her eyes turn back to normal, Still looking at me while waiting for my next sentence, " The fact that men regret ever dumping certain types of girls right after they lost them to good men," I tell her.

"Ahhh," She nods as she laughs, "The part where I have to get a better man to get back at him?

Well, that is something I will never do. The fact that I was controlled by the feelings I had for him is more than enough and I am never gonna do anything else influenced by what he did to me or what he will try to do to me! I just want to focus on what makes me happy."

How she expressed her anger with her mouth speaking faster than the speed of a bullet, well, It makes me smile. I know this is a bad situation but then it makes me smile. Apparently, everything she does makes me smile.

"I know you want to see him suffering at least for what he has done to you." I give a small smile.

"That is a fact. But still, I must get rid of that feeling. My biggest revenge is not to give a fuck,"

"Ey! How can you curse in front of a maknae? My brothers never do that in front of me!"

"Enough with your brothers. Mention them once more and I might attempt to kill you!" Her face suddenly turns cold.

"Yes, Ma'am."

We arrive safely at our destination, which is my rented home of course. The dark and brown theme along with the glass walls welcome us as we get inside.

"Wow!" She says behind me.

"Like what you see?"

"Yes!" Now she sounds excited.

I smile to myself. There are many things and sides of mine that I want to show her, but for now, "Shall we drink together?"

I would like to show some of them as we have this glamorous moment together.