- Kwon Jiyong's POV -

IN NORMAL DAYS I wouldn't really be bothered whenever my pet parrot Superbia starts waking me up early in the morning, but if it's a person and not a parrot, then my morning will automatically be ruined.

     "Master Jiyong," a voice calls out while he continues to knock on my door like a complete maniac.

     I slowly open my eyes, and I instantly get welcomed by the chandelier in the ceiling of my expensive bedroom. I take a deep breath and then look at the window, only to see the cactus that Hyunseung gave me last year. I wanted to enjoy the moment, but then the banging continues, and I finally sit up and shout, "What the hell do you want?!"

     There was silence for a second, but then the door finally opens, revealing my personal assistant named Choi Seunghyun.

     His expression is as blank as it always was. He was wearing a suit that the other employees in our company wear, and as soon as he sees me, he fixes his tie and walks to me. He doesn't say anything, but then he leans towards me and fixes my robe for me, hiding my exposed shoulder from his view.

     "I don't pay you to do that," I tell him with an annoyed expression.

     Seunghyun doesn't falter. He ignores what I say as he reaches out and tucks my hair at the back of my ear this time. "You don't pay me. Your father does."

     "But I get to say if you keep this job or not," I threaten him, but he still doesn't look fazed.

     "Looks like I'm safe then because there's no way in hell you're going to fire me," he confidently says, and I clench my fist in complete anger.

     "Leave," I command him, but Seunghyun doesn't even move. His stubbornness almost made me throw a pillow at him, but I didn't want to look so childish, especially in front of him.

     It was after the war with the king. We became human and went back to our normal lives, but a month after that, Seunghyun went to me and told me that he wanted to work under me. I asked him the reason why, and he told me that he just didn't have anything else to do, and working with me looked like fun. Of course, I said no to him about a dozen times, but he was persistent, and I ended up saying yes.

     So I fired my old assistant and hired him. And ever since then, he's been my assistant.

     He's only been my assistant.

     "What do you want," I finally ask him before standing from the bed and wearing my robe properly.

     Seunghyun continues to look at me and answers, "I was able to reserve a private room at the restaurant that you wanted, and I was also able to inform our brothers about it. Do you want me to do anything else?"

     I take a deep breath and walk towards one of my cabinets to look for something decent to wear for later since there's literally an hour left before we head to the restaurant. "No, you can leave," I say, but Seunghyun still doesn't budge.

     "Leave," I tell him with a stronger tone this time, but he still wouldn't move, so I decided to tease him as I remove my robe and strip right in front of him. I glance over my shoulder to see his reaction. I was expecting him to have the same blank expression on his face, but to my surprise, he was looking at me so intensely, so I ended up fooling myself as I grab whatever clothes that I could wear so he wouldn't look at me anymore.

     "You always do that," I whisper to myself before looking back at him.

     The two of us stare at each other. And before I could even say anything, he suddenly takes a step forward and starts walking towards me. My body freezes as he continues to approach me. And when he finally stopped just a few inches away from where I'm standing, he fixes my hair again and says, "I miss your pink hair."

     I gulp and stare at him while he continued to look at me with the same intensity.

     "I fucking hate you," I tell him. And like always, I lost again as I grabbed his tie and pull him towards me so I could kiss him.

     Seunghyun doesn't even flinch as he immediately grabs my waist so hard before slamming my body back on the cabinet behind me. He holds me so tight while his tongue explored the inside of my mouth. His hunger influenced me, and I ended up wanting more.

     His hand touches my back, and then it snakes lower. He grabs me by the thighs and lifts my leg up before pressing his body against me, making me feel his hard cock on mine.

     "Harder," I whisper, and Seunghyun started kissing and biting my neck.

     As soon as we pull apart from each other, the two of us start panting as if we have just run a marathon. I wanted to push him off me, but I couldn't. I wanted him like how I wanted him 2 years ago. Like how I wanted him when we were lying on the floor, looking up at the sky in complete silence.

      I thought after the war, I wouldn't feel lonely. I knew that I had my brothers, but something just felt empty. And when I was looking at the sky and his face appeared, I instantly knew what I was missing.

     But this angel never did anything. We'd kiss, and sometimes even fucked, but he never said a word. I never knew what he wanted. I never knew if he wanted me like how I wanted him. I never said anything either because my pride got the best of me, but the longer he treats me like this, the more I just-

     "Jiyong?" Seunghyun suddenly calls out, and I blink and realize that tears were suddenly falling from my eyes. And it wasn't even clear tears, but blood. I realized this when I cried about a year ago too. My tears were still blood even though I was already a human, and Kharon told me that it was because I had the most demon blood in me, and there will be parts of me that will never turn back to normal.

     But this trait always pissed me off more. Because blood tears always indicated pain, and Seunghyun always knew whenever I was in pain because of it.

     "You're crying again," he calmly says as he pulls out his white handkerchief. He uses it to wipe my tears, and it instantly gets stained with blood.

     "I hate you," I say again as I finally push him off me.

     I walk away from him, my back facing him so he wouldn't be able to see my face. "I can't do this anymore. Leave...you're fired," I say as I wipe the remaining tears with my own hand.

     I was expecting Seunghyun to walk away like how he always does. I cry, I fire him, he leaves me alone, and then he comes back as if nothing happened, and yet I let him stay. It was always like this, and both of us still don't say anything. But today was different. Because before I could even react, Seunghyun was now standing behind me, wrapping his arms around me like he didn't want to let me go.

    "I can't do this anymore either," he says, hugging me even tighter.

     The room was silent, but then the silence finally breaks when Seunghyun leaned in my ear and whispered, "I love you."

      My whole world stopped, and tears started pouring out of my eyes again, but this time, it wasn't blood but clear tears.

     "Do you still hate me?" He continues to whisper, and I immediately remove his hands around me. I turn to look back at him, and then I grabbed him and hugged him this time.

     Seunghyun doesn't respond to it for a while, but then he wraps his arms around me again as I tell him, "I've been waiting for you to tell me those words. Do you know that? I waited for so long."

     "I'm sorry," he tells me. "I wanted to tell you that I liked you the same day I asked you to hire me, but I was afraid you didn't feel the same way. Or maybe I was just more prideful than you are. When we started this secret relationship together, I still kept quiet about it because I didn't want it to end. I always came back because I wanted to be with you. I thought you really hated me."

     "Why on earth would I hate the person who literally saved my life?" I ask him, and Seunghyun finally smiled, and that smile instantly filled up the emptiness in my heart.

     "Am I still fired?" Seunghyun now teases.

     "Yes," I answer him. "Because starting today you'll no longer be working for me. But being my lover is a lot harder than working as my assistant. Are you up for it Mr.Choi Seunghyun?"

     Seunghyun stares back at my eyes and wipes the tears in my cheeks again. He then leans close and kisses my forehead before giving me his answer. "Don't worry Mr. Kwon Jiyong, being mine is way harder. So are you up for it?" He asks.

    I smile and hug him again. "Don't even try me."

- END -