YEJI WANTED TO LEAVE FOR ELDORRA RIGHT AWAY, BUT I FORCED
her to get some sleep first. We’d had a long day, and while I
operated fine on minimal shuteye, Yeji got…cranky.
She insisted she didn’t, but she did. I would know. I was
often the one on the receiving end of her crankiness. Besides,
there wasn’t much we could do about the situation at eleven
at night.
While she slept or tried to sleep, I packed the necessities,
booked a plane using her usual charter company’s twenty-
four-hour VIP hotline, and crashed for a few hours before I
woke up in time to fetch us coffee and breakfast from the
closest bodega.
We left the house just as the sun peeked over the horizon
and rode to Teterboro Airport in silence. By the time we
boarded the charter jet, Yeji was practically vibrating
with restless energy.
“Thank you for arranging everything.” She fiddled with
her necklace and shook her head when the flight attendant
offered her a glass of juice. “You didn’t have to.”
“It’s not a big deal. It was just a call.” Nothing made me
more uncomfortable than overt gratitude. In an ideal world,
people would accept a nice gesture and never mention it
again. Made things less awkward all around.
“It wasn’t just a call. It was packing and breakfast and…
being here, I guess.”
“It’s my job to be here, princess.”
Hurt flashed across her face, and I immediately felt like
the world’s biggest jackass. Way to kick someone when they’re
down, Shin.
If I were anyone but me and she were anyone but her, I
would try to apologize, but as it stood, I’d probably make
things worse. Pretty words weren’t my strong suit, especially
not with Yeji. Everything came out the wrong way when I
talked to her.
I switched subjects. “You look like you could use more
sleep.” She winced.
“That bad, huh?”
And that’s why I need to keep my mouth shut. I rubbed a
hand over my face, embarrassed and irritated with myself.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“It’s okay. I know I look horrible,” Yeji said. “Seoyeon, our
communications secretary, would pitch a fit if she saw me
like this.”
I snorted.
“Princess, you couldn’t look horrible if you tried.”
Even though she looked more tired than usual, with
purple smudges beneath her eyes and her skin lacking its
usual glow, she still blew other women out of the water.
Yeji's eyebrows shot up.
“Was that another compliment, Ms. Shin? Two in two years. Careful, or I’ll think you like me.”
“Take it however you want,” I drawled. “But I’ll like you
the day you like me.”
Yeji cracked a genuine smile, and I almost smiled
back. Despite my words, we got along fine these days, aside
from the occasional argument. Our initial transition had
been rough, but we’d learned to adapt and compromise…
except when it came to her dates.
Not a single one of those fuckers had been worth her
time, and they were lucky I hadn’t gouged their eyes out for
the way they’d ogled her.
If I hadn’t been with her on the dates, they would’ve tried
something for sure, and the thought made my blood boil.
I noticed Yeji's eyes stray to the in-flight phone every
few minutes until I finally said,
“It’s best if it doesn’t ring.”
Princess Sakura had promised to call her with any updates.
There’d been none so far, but in this situation, no update
was a good update. She sighed.
YOU ARE READING
Twisted Games(Ryeji ver)
RomanceShe can never be hers...but she's taking her anyway. Stoic, broody, and arrogant, elite bodyguard Shin Ryujin has two rules: 1) Protect her clients at all costs 2) Do not become emotionally involved. Ever. She has never once been tempted to break t...
