Arc 1: The reborn young miss hates me 3

The windows were covered by thick red curtains, preventing light from entering the room. Every piece screamed luxurious, from the queen sized bed to the floor and golden decor, the red room, exactly what you will expect from a vampire in a novel. Jang Chanyeol took one look at the mass of chestnut brown hair, buried under numerous blankets, and opened the curtains mercilessly.

"Mmmmmhhhh…" a low groan left the thin boy's lips as he held the pillow close to his body and tilted his face away from the light. Chanyeol snorted, moving close to the window closer to him and tore it apart.

"What the fuck, who the fuck…" Jiho opened his eyes, revealing rather light grey orbs, a loud groan left his lips when he saw Chanyeol already dressed in a midnight blue suit. "It's like seven am. Why do you look so dressed up already?"

He could still feel her tongue in his mouth and smell her scent.

"Wang Jangmi, remember that name."

"Wang Jangmi is the one making you feel good now."

"If you dare forget me, you will be in trouble."

The fuzzy image of the girl from the night before flashed through his brain. From her weird make up, to her shaved eyebrow, to the fact that she slapped him…

Wait, what?

That memory made Jiho sit up in shock, "Did I let a girl kiss me and slap me like a bitch in a public bathroom?"

Chanyeol looked at him like he grew a second head, anger flashing in his eyes, "Is that all you have to say?"

Jiho who just woke up, was a little confused, "What else am I supposed to say?"

"You got drunk at a party and embarrassed yourself by showing up dressed as a girl, you drive drunk and almost caused an accident, then you went stripping in a cheap club and the video is still #1 on Stargram," Chanyeol's voice went higher at each word he said, "How dare you ask me what else are you supposed to say?"

"I should not have drank and driven," Jiho muttered, even though he was angry, his actions were inexcusable, not only was he putting his life in danger, but he also put every other life on the road in danger. "Next time, I'll just call the driver." he ended with a fake smile.

Forgive him, he felt like puking right now.

"Next time? There is a next time??" Chanyeol never changed his expression and most times was so neutral, it was funny how easy it was for him to become a nagging nanny wherever Jiho was involved. "You are nineteen, act mature!! You can't keep wearing dresses to formal engagements and expect to be taken seriously!!"

I was not expecting to be taken seriously, I was hoping that either you or Chan's attention will be on me and I will finally know what is going on between us.

"Everybody is cursing you on social media, do I really have to punish you for you to wise up?"

Shame. The rush of shame that passed through him made his face flush. It was not the first time, it probably won't be the last. How come it still hurts like this every time?

His heart felt like it was being poked by thousand needles. He couldn't help but clutch his chest, as he tried hard to breathe calmly.

Chanyeol noticed his watery eyes and sudden change of expression, but instead of being worried, he became more annoyed.

"To be honest, you should just become an actor since you are so dramatic," he spat out. "This is the last warning I'll give you…" just like the other two thousand, Chanyeol could swear that he was talking to a brick. "I'm tired, I am so fucking sick of having to drag your ass back every single day. I did not expect that you will turn out like this…"

Jiho was choked on words to say. Chanyeol stared at him angrily. He was so angry that he choose to leave instead of lashing out the way he wanted.

Jiho stood up from his bed weakly and went to his kitchen. The kitchen looked spotless and pristine, decorated in grey and gold colours and with all sorts of equipment there. Jiho stepped on the cold ties and went straight to the fridge. Then he cried.

"Wuwuwu wuwu wuwu!" after what seemed to be forever spent crying, he took out a bottle of water from the fridge, drank it and continued from where he stopped.

"Chanyeol you are so cruel wuwuwuw… I hate you!! I hate you!!"

He will only speak like this today and become moody tomorrow, by the day after, he will continue being Chanyeol's lap dog. Jiho became angry.

…

"You animal."

Jangmi leaned against the edge of her pool, oblivious to Tiger cursing her in his heart. Well, not really oblivious. Tiger have made his opinion so loud, she had to cut off his voice to prevent her from killing him.

"How dare you put your dirty mouth and hands in master?"

Jangmi turned to the scowling tiger like she could hear his voice. Desperate to make herself healthy, she had soaked all kinds of medicine in the pool and also brought tonnes of masks and hair growing products. She need to have her eyebrow back.

"This is not the first time Jiho and I kissed…" she explained softly. "I was his first in everything ."

Tiger looked like he was about to faint.

Flashback.

Against the wall sat a younger looking Jiho, at this point, he must have been less than sixteen, well it was obvious that gods aged slowly, so he have spent over hundreds of years with this baby face on. He held a book in his hands, but from time to time, he glanced at Jangmi who was opposite him.

Jangmi sat opposite, deep in meditation, she also looked the same age as Jiho. Unlike his expensive ivory suit, she wore a hanbok, with a red top and black flowy skirt. She sat on the floor deep in meditation. Jiho could not bear it any longer and dropped the book on the floor. His loud actions caused Jangmi to open her eyes.

"What?" she asked coldly. Her eyes fell on the book on the floor and Jiho brought it closer to himself to prevent her from seeing the title.

"Domineering Emperor, please ruin my reputation?" she gave Jiho a concerned look making his face flush.

"It is just the title," he stammered, "the book is really not that bad."

"Then give it to me." she stretched her hands toward him, making him flustered. His eyes met her cold ones and the book in his hands burnt to ashes.

"Oh…no, I could not control my powers," he said with the blankest stare and most emotionless voice ever. God forbid Jangmi learnt what the book was really about. He could picture her cold eyes on him as she gave him a hundred thousand words speech on why he should stop reading books that contain rape, abuse and sadomachostism.

Jangmi rolled her eyes, already aware of what the book was about. "You shouldn't go into acting in the future, your acting skills are trash!"

Jiho blushed in shame and went closer to her. "Hey!"

"What?"

"Do you…" he gulped, unable to bear her hot stare. "Do you want to kiss?"

"Are you crazy?"

Jiho was also embarrassed, but this has been on his mind for years and he wasn't leaving today.

"Are you not a little curious about what a kiss feels like?" his voice was low and sultry, anybody he spoke to like this would not be able to bear it and will probably sink into his web. But Jangmi was different, for one, she was not exactly human.

"No."

"But I am very curious about it," Jiho whined, changing his tactics, "All novels make it seem like it is something that will bring about an explosion or something."

Jangmi was barely listening to him, eyes glued on his body that was straddling her now. She could smell the light orange fragrance he emitted and she shifted closer to sniff in a little.

"So you can see, why I must kiss somebody…" Jiho have been talking for over ten minutes and his mouth felt dry, but recollecting his speech, he was convinced he could convince Jangmi.

"Okay," Jangmi responded making Jiho smile, his smile was pure and refreshing to see, like a sunflower.

"We will go to the nearest brothel to test out your theory," she said gently, causing his smile to freeze. "Do you want to try out a male brothel? or a female?…or both?"

Jiho felt an arrow hit his heart, what brothel? What fucking brothel?

"I don't want to go to a brothel!" he yelled, pinching her cheeks.

"Then where do you want to go to?"

"I want to kiss…" his voice went lower now until it was barely above a whisper, "I want to kiss you."

Contrary to what he thought, Jangmi did not suddenly blow up, her haunting gaze made him unable to remove his gaze. He lean down till he could smell her minty breath. "Can I kiss you?"

"Okay."

Jiho placed his lips on hers and kissed her slowly. But then, he turned into a little puppy, licking and biting her.

"Is that how kisses are described in your books?"

"Shut up."

Flashback over.

Jangmi was not aware of how soft her gaze was at this time but Tiger who could see her felt cold in his heart. His instinct kept telling him that Jangmi was preparing how to stew him.

The doorbell ringing attracted the attention of the duo. Tiger connected to the house server and opened the door. Soon after, a young teenage girl looking the same age as Jangmi walked into the bathroom.

Even the simplicity of her dress couldn't hide her princess like visuals. She had no make up on, her skin was a little tanned but still glowy and spotless, her round eyes were soft and filled with fear, and then she had eyebrows. Jangmi looked at her eyebrows in envy.

Yuna could not bear her hot gaze and look else were. She was intimidated by the luxurious feel of Jangmi's house.

So pretty, she also wanted to be rich like this and live in a pretty house. So she does not seem cheap, she tried to hide her greed and stare at the girl in the Jacuzzi.

"Jangmi Unnie, you sent for me…"

A devilish smirk came on Jangmi's face. "Undress and get into the pool."

Tiger who was watching from afar: "…" mew?