I don't really know what people mean by the word 'beautiful'.

People usually refer it towards a person they like or something they like. They use it so easily. To me, it seems like a very heavy word; a word with no definite meaning. Maybe that's why; I could never call anybody beautiful from my heart. Unless it's a baby or an animal or scenery, I never referred it towards a person. I have seen countless women that were very pretty or elegant or sexy. But I never used the word beautiful for them.

I just couldn't use it for anybody. It felt like it would be a misuse of an important word.

Even the blonde woman in front of me, always referred to as the most beautiful woman in the business world didn't deserve to be called beautiful.

Because she wasn't beautiful, she is just pretty or sexy or whatever. But that didn't make her beautiful. One of the reasons for that was that her heart was most certainly rotten. And I despised her.

Even if we were together on this rather stormy night, in this extravagant hotel room, I almost wanted to run away from the way she was trying to get closer to me.

Disgusting!

"I don't really understand why you seem to hate me so much Taekwoon-ah. You are a man, I am a woman. And we are going to get married no matter what you say. So why don't we just have a bit of fun? It's boring to meet each other every week and play these hate games. I'm too tired of these childish glares and staring."

The words that left her mouth felt like poison to my ears. Her voice, how she is walking towards me, the way she talks, actually everything! Every little thing about her disgusts me so much. No matter how much I try I can never stand her.

"So let's stop being like this today. How about we have some fun?" The words left her mouth, barely audible, she whispered them seductively. She is trying to seduce me with her words. But they just managed to make me feel even more disgusted.

But no matter how much I hate her voice or how much I hate her wholly, I couldn't erase the fact that she had a point.

Just like her, I was tired as hell too. I was too tired; too tired of my tremendous amount of work; too tired to go on a date with this foxy woman every weekend; too tired of how my so called 'dear' parents controlled my life.

Also she is a woman too right? To any other man she is a hella sexy woman. Other than that she is smart, intelligent, and almost a perfect wife for me. Since she, undoubtedly, is from a very prestigious family and both of our families have been friends for quite some time, not to mention our families are business partners.

So I decided to comply with her. Get along with this fun play she was talking about.

Just for tonight.

What worse thing could possibly happen right?

My mind could see every bit of logic in complying with her, yet why am I still unable to look the same way any man would look at her now?

A seductive smile is plastered on her face as she walks slowly towards me, almost like a cat on a prowl. The dress that she wears is see-through and super tight; it almost looks like lingerie. She probably planned to seduce me with that dress. Any typical man would roughly push her to the nearest wall and have his way with her. But I couldn't feel anything towards her at all. She doesn't attract me; rather I am too disgusted at her tactics.

Maybe she saw me eyeing her dress. And she pulled a smirk on her face because of that. "Well, aren't you going to compliment my dress Taekwoon? I wore it only for you."

Rather than complimenting, the only thought that came to my mind is how she is wearing that at this time of the month when the wind is so chilly and it always seems like it will rain. But the thought went away when she neared too much in front of me.

My body flinched a bit in disgust when I felt her hand on my thigh and she started to rub the spot a bit. I wanted to move away from her touch. But my mind told me otherwise. I was just running away from her right? Even so I had to meet her every week. So I just forced myself to do whatever she wanted to do.

When she saw I didn't move away from her, it didn't fail to surprise her. Immediately her deep red lips were pulled into a confident smirk on her face. She seemed more confident than ever.

"I knew it. There was no way you could resist me forever Taekwoon! Just relax now. Okay? I'll do everything, you just enjoy." Her hand moved up and splayed up and down on my arms and chest. She sat down on my lap and forced her legs on both side of me.

There was no way I could relax. I was in so much discomfort when sat down on me that I almost shoved her off. I tried to but I just couldn't get along with her. Maybe my hatred towards was too much because I knew how much of a cold hearted bitch she actually was, how many sick antics she had pulled just to get closer to me also how she used our business relation as an excuse just to get close to me every weekend. Just to bare her body to me and try to seduce me. Even when I always managed to push her away she was brazen, ignorant towards how much I hated her.

Even now she was that much shameless to get up and started to grind against my groin. My energy seemed too depleted to push her. I would actually kill her if she wasn't my business partner and my fiancé.

A groan left my mouth when she wouldn't move away. Her head hanged back in pleasure but it was too painful for me. When I gave her waist a squeeze to stop her movement it seemed to only intensify her pleasure.

"Stop it . . . Argh! Stop it Hyuna!"

"Taekwoon-ah! You have no idea how much I've always wanted you."

A shiver ran down my spine when she said that against my neck.

"DAMN IT! Hyuna! Get the fuck off me!" And with that I used every last bit of my strength to push her off me. I immediately stood up so that she wouldn't have the chance to get on top of me again. I glared dangerously at her so that she would at least understand how infuriated I was with her.

But she didn't even bat a lash. She just smiled sweetly at me, not bothering close her legs to cover her wet panties.

"C'mon Taekwoon, I know you liked it. You should stop this play and have some fun with me. I will always welcome you no matter how much you push me away."

Argh! That whiny voice!

"Well then you can keep waiting. Because I didn't like anything and I am sure I will never like a whore like you as well." I dusted off my coat and straightened it. "You should stop smiling as well; it just makes you look even more disgusting." With that I turned around to leave, not waiting to see how that smile twisted into a frown.

"Well it's not like you have to like me," I heard the sound of her plopping down on the couch. "Because I will make sure you come back to me, begging for me to take you."

I didn't waste any more time here and quickly left through the door. Slamming the door behind me I leaned my back on it. It felt like every bit of energy from my body had been drained out of me. My mind felt quite hazy and I had no idea what I should do or where I should go now.

There was one thing for sure I could never go to my home where my parents would interrogate me about how it went with Hyuna and why I came back so early. My friend Ravi was away on a business trip as well so no way to contact him. I kept thinking but then my head started to feel even hazier so I started walking.

I walked out of the hotel entrance and looked at the Rolex watch on my wrist that read it was 11.04 PM now. It was too early to head back according to my parents. So I decided to walk around here and there for a bit. But when I let my hand fall to my side my eyes noticed a wet stain on my indigo colored pants. I almost barfed in disgust when I understood where it came from.

There was no way I was going to walk around in these pants or even these clothes. I needed to change as fast as possible. I was thinking of how to get a new spare of clothes just then I saw my driver waiting with my car for me. He was wearing his casual almost worn out clothes.

At this moment those clothes looked highly appealing to me.

So I did what I had to.

I changed into the clothes of my driver and made him wear my very expensive suit and pants. I took out some 100 dollar notes from my wallet and gave it to the driver. He seemed profusely confused over my actions.

"But master-"

"Take this money and make sure that suit and pants never come in front of me again. Whether use them yourself or burn them, I don't care. You're dismissed for the day."

I waved a hand at him and started walking. I don't really know where I am going though. I just went where my feet took me. The roads were still a bit crowded even though it was nearly midnight. The weather was a bit chilly but dry. Now that I think about it, it's been a long time since I walked out like this. It felt like I am all alone even though there are so many people around me.

But this lonely walk didn't last long when I felt the cloth on my back get wet. I looked up to see some drops of water fall from the sky. Almost in a moment, heavy raindrops started falling as the crowd around me started to run for shelter. Looking at a bus stop in a near distance, I quickly ran before the rain soaks me completely.

Several people were huddled together under the shed of the bus stop, finding a shelter from the heavy rain. It felt slightly uncomfortable to stand like this. I just stood there, staring in front of me as the raindrops fell almost as if in slow motion. I resisted the urge to catch the raindrops with my palm. I loved to play in the rain when I was young but now if I got wet like when I was young, it felt like people will stare at me ridiculously; as if they would make fun of me. It was weird how monotonous my life had become.

I ruffled my hair in an attempt to dry it even if a bit. But the middle aged man beside me got annoyed when some droplets of water fell on his face. I uttered a sorry half-heartedly and once again looked ahead.

Just then, I saw a very unusual scene.

A man who almost looked the same age as me was standing in the rain, across the road in front of me. He didn't run or hide from the rain. Although the bus stop had very much space for him to stand, he didn't come here. He didn't even have an umbrella to take shelter from the rain. He actually seemed like he was getting wet on purpose. It actually seemed like he was enjoying getting soaked to the bone in this rain.

A little girl standing under the bus stop pointed at him to ask her mom why he was getting wet in the rain and if he would not catch a cold. Her mom told her to keep quiet and told her that it wasn't right to get wet in the rain like this.

If it wasn't right, then why couldn't I take my eyes off of him?

It was as if he was full of life. Nobody I have seen today looked as glowing as he was in the rain; Not Hyuna, not my driver, not the grumpy middle aged guy standing beside me, not even the mother and her daughter who should be full of energy and smiles. Everybody seemed to be depleted of their energy. Everybody seemed so tired and dull.

Yet there he was, smiling and getting soaked in the rain. My eyes just couldn't help but stare at him. How the water splattered against his forehead and his streched out palm, how the rain rolled down from his face and to whichever part of his body. Yet he was happy feeling how it the raindrops felt against his sun-kissed skin. Not caring about how people thought about him or how chilly it must've felt as the fat raindrops soaked through his clothes. He is the only one who seemed to glow even in this rain and as if the only one who seemed to be truly living.

Yes, he is the only one who is full of life.

The only one I could actually say who is beautiful.

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A/N: OKAY!!! as I said this is my sister's story in the description she won't continue it jf it doesn't get enough response.. So COMMENT AND VOTE IF YOU WANT TO read more of it in the future ^=^