एकोणपन्नास

"Dong Chung-Hee. Let's see what you'll vomit." Gauravi smirked as she made her way to security room. "Joon! Let's go!" She exclaimed slamming the door open.

"Ma'am?"

"We got some questioning to do!" She grinned. "Dong Chung-Hee, let's pay him a visit."

"But ma'am-"

"Don't worry about it. I know how to handle the whole publicist situation." She winked. Ha Joon didn't looked convinced but nodded any way.

"You better not create another mess." Soo Young said leaning back in his chair.

"Whatever. Let's go Joon." She rolled her eyes exiting the security room again. "We better deal with this within three days." Ha Joon nodded his head. Gauravi smiled and nodded her head as she passed the staff on the way. When they reached the HR department she looked around for the said person. She tapped the shoulder of nearest person around her.

"Um excuse me? Where can I find Mr. Dong Chung-Hee?" The woman looked startled seeing Gauravi.

"Ne-um- how-" She fumbled over her words flustered with not able answer a English speaker. Giving up with answering verbally the woman pointed out the direction. Following her finger Gauravi nodded, smiling she thanked the woman. "Ah-ne-yes?" The woman smiled back well it looked more like a grimace.

"Ha Joon wait outside and keep a watch for me, will you?" She said as they reached the cabin of Dong Chung-Hee. Ha Joon nodded and stood beside the room. Gauravi knocked the door twice. "Ne, come in." A voice answered from inside.

"Mr. Dong Chung-Hee?" Gauravi peeked her inside first before stepping in. "Annyeonghaseyo, I am Gauravi Apte." She greeted walking near his table and bowed in courtesy.

"Ah.." She straightened up to see his eyes somewhere where they shouldn't be. Damn bastard. I'll gouged his damn eyes out. She cursed in her mind before putting up a smile on her face. "Ne, annyeonghaseyo." He said finally lifting his eyes from her breast to her face. "Please have a sit." He smiled and nodded towards the chair. Gauravi smiled back and settled down on the chair.

"Ahh it was so exhausting to find you, sir. Your cabin is quite in corner." She fanned herself deliberately pulling at her shirt. His eyes followed her movement, gulped at the scene in front. Look as much as you want bastard, soon I'll be playing ping pong with your eye balls.

"Here, have some water." He said as he put off the coaster and passed her the glass.

"Thank you." Gauravi bowed taking the glass and gulping down water. Dong Chung-Hee eyes followed her movement as few drops of water escaped her lips and rolled down her neck to valley of melons. "Ahh, sorry. I am so messy." Gauravi apologized as she leaned over the table a little and pulled out tissues to wipe her mouth.

"It's good, I-I mean it's fine." He laughed. Gauravi faked laughed cursing under her breath.

"Oh I forget about what I came for." She giggled.

"No worries you can take your time to remember it." He said smiling, he placed his hand on her. Disgusting, she thought as he stroke her hand.

"Thank you Dong-ssi~ I was so worried about coming here earlier but then I heard you are kindest and most helpful person so I was relieved and then now meeting you I can confirm to that."

"Oh you are embarrassing me." He laughed and grip her hand. That filthy bastard! Gauravi shrugged off his hand standing up abruptly. He looked startled.

"Oh haha. I'm not." She giggled. I better end this quick. She thought as walked around the table towards him, quite seductively. "I'm speaking the truth." She continued to walk when her eyes fell on the remote of blinds. Picking it up, she pressed the button closing the blinds.

"Miss Apte w-what are you doing?" He asked, glee and excitement clear on his face. Gauravi want slam his face against the table. She smiled stepping near him and pulled out his tie from his suit. Grabbing it she jerked him forward.

"You see Dong-ssi~ there is a little problem with my identity card." She slurred her words as she walked behind him rolling his tie around his neck.

"O-of course. I can do anything for you." He answered.

"Really? My identity card has a picture of some chinese girl, see." She flipped the identity card in front of his face.

"What-How come you ha-"Gauravi pulled his tie hard choking him. "Ack! Hrr-"

"Let's skip how, when and other shit shall we? How about you answer me who is behind this? Who are you working for?" She questioned her grip still on his tie as he struggled to free himself from it. "The more you struggle the more it will be harder for you. Answer my questions and I might let you live." Not loosening her grip. "Don't even think about it." She warned when she noticed his hand inching towards the emergency button under his table.

"Come on Dong-ssi~ make your choice. You either answer my question or I choke you to death. What are you gonna choose?" She asked again.

"I-I'll a-ns-wer!" Gauravi let go his tie and turned his chair around so he was facing her. He coughed holding on his neck.

"Tell me who are you working for? Who are they?"

"I'm not working for anyone!" Gauravi leaned forward ready to choke him again. "I swear! I swear! Please listen to me!" He pleaded holding his hands over his face. She stopped leaning back. He peeked from between his hands to see her back away with glare on her face. He gulped in fear for his life. "It's true I am not working for anyone. I just sold the fake identity cards to few of paparazzi for extra cash. I swear, I'll give you the names if you want. I didn't do anything else."

"How can I believe you? You sold someone for some petty cash. I am sure you wouldn't think twice before killing them."

"Mwoo?! No, I wouldn't! I swear! I didn't even give them a original identity card. It was fake. It was for some cash nothing more than that! I knew they wouldn't be able to use them long."

"And yet to you sold it them."

"It was never my intention of harming the boys! I was sure they would never be able hurt the boys. The deal was about some shots and nothing else!"

"Are you fucking serious?!" Gauravi laughed clutching his collar. "Did you really think it was going to be some shots after giving away golden key to them?! Huh?!" Gauravi screamed ready to punch his fucking face. There was a knock on the door. Gauravi stopped and calmed herself. It was Ha Joon's signal that commotion can be heard from outside. Taking a deep breath she let go of his shirt. It was good thing that it didn't really happen that way.

"You belong to HR department you must know things around here? Who hires who right?"

"N-ne!"

"Good. Now listen to me. Listen to me real good. You are going to be my eyes and ears. You are going to inform me every little thing that is happening here. Understand?" He swiftly nodded his head. "Now, bring me the list of every other person who is in-charge of hiring staff." He quickly rolled his chair towards his computer and did as asked. Within minutes list of names was in her hands. She nodded and started making her way towards the door. "I don't have to remind you to keep your mouth shut, do I?" She asked as she opened the door.

"No!" He exclaimed jumping from his chair and bowing. Gauravi snarled at him slamming the door behind her.

"Your pronunciation is not that bad." Ha Joon commented. Gauravi smirked.

"Thanks."