"W-won , so what do you want?"
She steels herself and responds honestly, "I want to be ... your mistress"
'Oh! my mistress'
"What! My ... mistress?" I ask not quite believing what she just said
"I want your love Dylan.... I want you. but I don't wish to be the only one for you.
I don't want the responsibility of being your other half.
That is too heavy a burden for me.
And let me make this clear, It isn't because of you. It's my own personal problem ...
I have no intention of changing myself, because this is how I am. I'm not 'normal
So, what do you think?" She asks calmly
Slowly opening my mouth, I voice my inner thoughts, "You don't want to take responsibility, so you just want to be a mistress? How... " I pause for a moment saying coldly "Fucking foolish of you noona.
Won-ah, there are millions of guys out there who would sell their souls to the devil in order to devote themselves to you, yet you want to be on the losing side of things?
