Hates

Writer's POV

Soft, golden lights spilled from the chandelier, casting a warm glow on the brown-colored couches. White and brown-colored pillows settled on the couches, a big table lamp on the table beside it. High on the marble wall is a large, priceless artwork. The floor to ceiling window offered breathtaking views of the green, and brightly colored flowers. The room's decor screamed wealthy and royalty. It's elegant and sophisticated, but also cozy and inviting. 

On the couch, the head of an old man was bowed, his squinty eyes fixed on the book in his hands. He pushed up the glasses which settled on the bridge of his nose, as he heard the sound of loud steps from the floating stairs.

"Dad I told ya!" 

Paula Lee's screechy, pompous voice echoed through the walls of the room, as she stepped in front of her father. John Lee---the father of Paige and Paula Lee---lifted his head up, dropping the book in his hands on his thighs. He removed his glasses with his two hands, and palmed his white hair. Paula stared at her father with a grave expression, her baggy white dress bouncing as she tapped her feet anxiously on the floor. "What is it?" John Lee said calmly, his daughter was at it again, he knew it was because of Paige, if he guessed right. "I told ya I met Paige at Layla's clubhouse a few weeks ago, she really is the Mafia Lord's woman!"

John pursed his lips, his eyes shimmering with amusement, "so what?" He said. "Dad! What are you saying? I thought she's in prison but she's out! She's now Daniel's woman for Pete's sake!" Paula was screaming her lungs out in agitation.

"Why do you think that she's his woman? You said she was one of the waitresses at the clubhouse," John considered, crossing his arms over his chest. Paula sneered, "I don't want to know, just how did she get out of the prison in Korea?" She took a seat beside her father.

"Think, it's the mafia"

Paula jumped to her feet, "why didn't I think about it?! But how did Paige meet someone as mighty as that?" 

She tapped her fingers against her lips, eyes darting left and right. Paula has been troubled since she saw Paige at the clubhouse, especially when she saw that handsome man. Paula would agree that she was jealous, that man was too awesome to be Paige's! 

"Paula" John Lee looked up at his daughter, instead of her being at the office, she was here going nuts over her sister. "I thought you've gone to work, whatcha doing at home?"

John Lee asked, putting his glasses back on, and continued reading the book he dropped. "Dad, that's not the point!" Paula stomped her feet on the ground, "then what is it? You went about gambling and wasting my money and you're freaking out about someone who is far better than you!" John blurted out, veins throbbing in his head. He wondered what kind of child he gave birth to? How could someone be this foolish?!

"I told ya never to compare that dirty girl with me!" Paula screeched, covering her two ears with her palm. She stormed out of the house boiling over with fury, she ran over to her car and drove out of the mansion.

One of the reasons why Paula hated Paige was because of this, everyone thought Paige was smarter, more responsible, braver and kinder than her. And to sum it up, Paige was more beautiful than Paula. It had always been like that since they were little, so Paula always had a grudge against Paige, though she never really showed it. She always desires anything Paige has.

Paula's hands tightened on the steering wheel as she drove past a library named, "Turner's Library".

A cell phone blared, Paula grabbed the phone and picked it up without checking the caller ID. 

"Did you see the picture I sent to you?"

"Fuck yes! Harley, how did you get that picture?" Paula said, a frustrated gleam filled her eyes. 

"Your sister has been in New York for almost a year now!"

"Call her my sister again and I'll beat you the hell up! She's a whore in Layla's clubhouse for Pete's sake!" 

The voice on the other side laughed, "she's been going around with Daniel D'connell, Paige is such a cunning woman, I heard she has him in his grasp now"

Jealousy gnawing at her chest, Paula sped up the car, "she's a manipulative bitch you know! But how can I meet Daniel?"

"I know you like him but he's a dangerous person Paula! He's in the mafia!"

"That psycho could have him, so why can't I? I must have him too"

The other line became silent, "Harley do everything to make sure I meet him in the next one week!"

"I'll tell my brother, but be quick! I know you need to blow off some steam, and there are some hot guys here! Alexander Craig is here too!"

"I'm on my way!"

Paula cut the call and hooted in excitement, the work at the office could wait, she needs to have some fun!

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Paige Lee flipped through the papers littered on her bed, her face with a slight grimace, with a pen stuck inside her hair packed into a messy bun.

She wore a black sport bra, and black tight shorts, revealing her smooth belly button, a piercing in her full red lips which she had chewed out of anxiety. She was seated on the neatly placed bed, her back resting on the headboard.

Paige was getting pissed off by what she was reading, she had been doing her research on Jong Suk and Do Hana a month ago. And what she was seeing about her company wasn't good. JS Electronics has dropped from being one of the top 5 best in Korea, another company has taken its place. 

The new phone JS invented was a flop, their stocks had dropped, and Jong Suk is about to open a branch in New York, which is a damn big risk!

A big loud siren blared in her room, almost freaking Paige out, she rose from the bed and wore one of the boots in her shoe rack hurriedly. Any sound like that always indicated that the whole Mafia family was to assemble.

But this was a red code: meaning, there was an emergency!

 And she must be at the hall within five minutes.

Paige dashed out of the room and down the stairs, not knowing the dangerous journey ahead of her.