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He watched as the bike revved through the vehicles on the road and the car followed. She was always on the edge. And undoubtedly he liked it. He watched as she sped up her bike a bit making the cars give way to his car. His breath hitched when she took a sharp turn at the junction when her left knee almost scraped on the road.


He had always wondered why she seemed different to him. All the ladies that he had met in his life time had been always wanting to get in his pants. His wealth had all the doing in that sorcery. He had always respected woman but he couldn't help but loathe leeches who clung to him for his money. But she wasn't like that.


Hell she didn't talk to him straight face. His heart always fluttered a bit when he saw the daredevil excuse of that woman. And not to mention how hot it was when a woman rode a bike the way she did. It was as if she owned the road. She looked majestic and her choices were always bulky. Something that one would imagine a muscle pig of a man to choose.


"Sir, the flight back to Seoul has been booked for tomorrow morning. All the pending works back here in NYC have been taken care of. And I have notified the regional manager to call up the main office if any problem comes up." Eunwoo said as he skimmed through the emails in his inbox.


Jimin replied with a simple hum as he saw the car nearing his condominium. These three months in New York had been tough for him. His father had asked him to upgrade this branch of their company and run collaboratives to advance in alliances. He had calculated a rough schedule of six months at max but the work got completed within a tight three months where he barely had time to breath.


He was happy that he could finally return to his home where he belonged and not to mention how badly he missed his Grandma's food. Thinking about it right then made him salivate. His stomach growled so loudly that even the driver peeked at him through the corner of his eyes. He sunk back into his seat to die in shame.


"We are home."


Yeah. They were home but it wasn't home. Jimin didn't even stay there for maximum times. His meals were always in his office and he barely slept and if he did, it was on the couch of his cabin. Seeing the amount of success, one would easily assume that 'The Park Jimin' was short of nothing less than excruciating luxury. Even the water that he bathed in would have silver particles in it. But that was sadly not the case.


Jimin knew how much his father had struggled to survive in the business. He had seen him getting sick but going to office just so that he could provide food on the table. It was beautiful how his hard work had paid off. And that made MYTHE a company that was respected among the most well known MNCs in the world.


Thinking about everything that his family went through, he couldn't be much thankful to the almighty for giving them strength to surpass every possible obstacle that they had faced.He looked up to the building which was probably the first and the last time he would be seeing before going back to Seoul.


His gaze turned to the front where he located the familiar Harley and it's rider.


"Good evening Mr.Park."

Jimin smirked at the person slightly before replying.

"Good evening Aera."

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Hmm. Aera.

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