As Woo-ri turned to face the unexpected tap on her shoulder, her heart skipped a beat. Standing before her were two imposing figures, both tall and broad-shouldered, dressed entirely in black. They exuded an air of authority and power that sent a shiver down Woo-ri's spine.
The men wore dark, impeccably tailored suits that accentuated their imposing stature. Their shoes gleamed with a polished shine, and they each sported dark shades that concealed their eyes, their dark hair looked like it was swept back was adding an aura of mystery to their presence.
Woo-ri couldn't help but notice that they also had what looked like earpieces, commonly worn by security personnel or those working in event coordination. These earpieces, connected to a discreet wire, suggested that they were here with a purpose.
Ji-eun, standing beside Woo-ri, felt a surge of anxiety at the sight of these imposing figures. She whispered to Woo-ri, her voice trembling, "Woo, who are they? What do you think they want?"
Woo-ri, her curiosity piqued but her caution prevailing, took a step forward, her voice steady. "Excuse me, gentlemen, can I help you with something?"
The two men exchanged a brief glance before one of them, the taller of the two, removed his sunglasses to reveal sharp, penetrating eyes. His voice was deep and commanding as he spoke, "Miss, our boss want to see you ."
As Woo-ri's heart raced and uncertainty hung in the air, she found herself standing before the imposing figures who seemed to know her name. Their authoritative presence was both intimidating and mysterious, and Woo-ri's mind raced with questions.
She recalled Eunji's words about a similar encounter when these men had approached her and mentioned that their boss wanted to see her. A spark of curiosity and determination ignited within her. Perhaps this was her opportunity
Glancing at Ji-eun, who was giving her a clear signal to leave and head back home, Woo-ri felt torn. Her friend's worry was palpable, and she knew Ji-eun wanted her to prioritize her safety. But Woo-ri couldn't ignore the possibility that this meeting could provide vital answers for Eunji.
With a mix of determination and apprehension, Woo-ri made her decision. She gently told Ji-eun to go back, assuring her that she would be fine. Ji-eun hesitated, her emotions conflicting with her friend's choice, but she eventually nodded.
As Woo-ri followed the enigmatic men into the depths of the nightclub, she turned back and waved goodbye to Ji-eun. Her friend's worried gaze remained fixed on her until she was out of sight, disappearing into the unknown.
With each step, Woo-ri's heart pounded in her chest. She knew she was taking a risk, but she was willing to face the consequences if it what it meant
Woo-ri's heart raced as the two imposing men led her to the VIP door entrance of the nightclub. They collected her phone, a sign that this meeting was to remain discreet, and escorted her into a room beyond the velvet ropes.
As she entered the room, her eyes fell upon a man who was seated at the far end. He was fair-skinned, tall,She had never felt as nervous in her entire life.The instant their eyes locked, Han Woo-ri stifled a gasp. The man standing before her was astonishingly handsome – describing him as merely good-looking was a severe understatement. She was convinced he was a hundred times more captivating than any celebrity she had encountered in her entire life. It's no surprise that Eunji relentlessly pleaded for his affection, even reaching the brink of tears.He possessed an impressive height, his raven-black hair appearing as if tousled by his own fingers
and brushed away from his face. His jawline was robust, well-defined, and distinctly masculine.
In her perspective, he embodied perfection. He appeared almost unbelievably flawless. She was utterly taken aback, an emotion she had never experienced from a man's appearance before. The sheer magnificence of his looks left her wondering how a mortal being could exude such breathtaking beauty.
and exuded an air of elegance and authority. At the center of the room, there were two chairs placed facing each other, with a sleek table in between. It was clear that this was a space intended for a private conversation.
Woo-ri's gaze remained fixed on the man, and her mind raced with questions. Who was he? What did he want with her? And most importantly, how did he fit into the puzzle of Eunji's relationship with Seo-jin?
The enigmatic man gestured for Woo-ri to take a seat, his expression unreadable,His eyes held such an intense glare that it embodied dripped with resentment, causing Han Woo-ri to involuntarily recoil. His eyes, icy and penetrating, emitted a dangerous gleam that sent shivers down her spine, surpassing even the freezing temperature. She couldn't help but consider that this man was the living embodiment of the ethereal, almost inhumanly beautiful demons she had encountered in fantasy books.
With a mixture of curiosity and caution, she complied, carefully choosing the chair facing him. The room was filled with an expectant silence, and the weight of the unknown hung heavily in the air.
As she waited for the man to speak, Woo-ri couldn't help but wonder what secrets lay behind his piercing gaze. The nightclub, with its vibrant chaos, felt worlds away from this private encounter that held the potential to change everything.
"you're clubbing here for the first time" the man said to her
After mustering her courage and swallowing her anxiety, Han Woo-ri managed to reply
Woo-ri couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise when the man introduced himself as Seo-jin. The name sent a shiver down her spine as she looked up from her chair. This was the very name she had been trying to uncover, the enigmatic figure who seemed to hold the key to Eunji's recent heartbreak.
Seo-jin, however, appeared quite at ease. " this your first time clubbing here " he said.
Woo-ri nodded, her curiosity piqued but her caution prevailing. "Yes, it's my first time here."
Seo-jin's lips curled into a faint smile. "Well, it's always interesting to meet someone new. I'm Seo-jin."
Woo-ri couldn't help but register the significance of his name. This was the very man she had come to find answers about. However, she decided to keep her intentions concealed for now.
As a waiter arrived, Seo-jin ordered a cocktail for Woo-ri and a bottle of liquor for himself. The drinks were set on the table, and a brief silence hung in the air.
Woo-ri finally gathered the courage to speak. "Seo-jin, it's nice to meet you. Is there a particular reason you wanted to talk to me?"