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Jiyong being a mafia boss was never a problem for Dara; she accepted him as it is. She was happy with him beside her. Even when he would shut himself away from her and ignore her attempts to get close to him. it was hard but she never complain, she saw him in his worst days and was with him in his weakest time; maybe that was the cause of her being silent and adjusting to his mood swings.She knew his habits of making decisions on his own or acting dominant over things but when he decided to break up with her out of blue and especially when she needed him most did the thing; she was beyond pissed off.No reason, no explanation, and not even final good-bye.That's when she decided she is not going to see his face again, ever.Not wanting to waste her time pitying over herself she decided to find a job and be independent. Working for a club as a waitress was never her dream job but she kind of grew a liking for it and that she could earn enough for herself. But she never has guessed that just when she was getting a grip of her life and was ready to move on, she was gonna end up in the same situation she faced a year ago.--Jiyong was like a walking zombie, barely functioning as a human. When Dara left without notice, not leaving a single trace, he felt like he lost a part of him. it was his own decision but there wasn't a day when he regretted it with his life.He has to get her back, no matter how far he has to go.And when he was out of town to handle a business, he never in his life thought he would meet her there; at a club, out of all the places. Wearing a fuc**ng skimpy uniform, in the arms of another man.…

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what would be a girl's dream, if she is 25 years old, and is working a job she loves. Jiyoo had nothing to ask as a wish on her birthday, she had everything, except one thing or a person she wanted to stop bothering her,Was, her very own dad.she would literally avoid any contact with him because that's what he had left her with. she was bored and tired of putting down his "look at these pictures", "oh this guy here is an investment banker" conversations. Every time she goes over for dinner, she would receive an envelope with a pictures of bunch of guys and their profiles . SIGHIt's decided!!! she has to end this once for all. "I'm running away from home" she called her friend, smirking over her packed bags. ---=---Jin and others followed down the stares heading towards the back, resting area. They had just ended with their three day Seoul concert, dragging their feet, huffing from short of breaths. Their manager approached Jin with a towel in hand, helping him wipe out his sweat. He whispered something in Jin's ears, which made his steps double in pace towards the back stage.---=---Disclaimer*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.***Please follow, vote and comment, your thoughts on the story are always welcomed :)…