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?Oppa! You’re My Everything 2
[The Story Continues]
? Episode Thirty-five ?
? Singapore ?
?Hyuna’s POV ?
{The Lumini Hotel, Singapore}
? 12:51PM ?
I walked down the long flight of stairs that led to the café where I would be joining Suho and Ritchie for breakfast. I had taken my bath and pu-lled on a pair of blue jeans with Oppa’s customized shirt on top.
I decided to wear the shirt because I hadn’t worn it in a while and also because I nee-ded it to stand as a reminder to me of my love for him.
I finally got to the café and was surprised to find it empty, only Suho and Ritchie were seated there with as-sorted foods on the table. Two men dressed in black were standing some metres behind Suho and I guess they must be his b©dyguards but where’d they come from? They weren’t on the jet with us….
“What took you so long?” Suho demanded as I pu-lled out a chair and sat on it
“I’m sorry, I just wanted to look my best since we’re going out” I replied, looking at the mouth-watering food on the table. I was famished! I could eat a horse right now
“Well, you look stunning” Ritchie said and I smiled
“Thanks”
I glanced at Suho and saw him looking at Oppa’s picture on my shirt. He stared at it for a while before lifting his eyes to look at my face, our eyes met but he slowly looked away. Then he wiped his mouth with a napkin before pushing his chair back and getting on his feet
“Meet me in the car when you’re done” he mouthed, looking at me. I nodded and he gr-abb£d his phone from the table
“Later, Ritchie” he muttered and walked out, his b©dyguards quickly followed behind him.
Why was he looking at my shirt? and why did he have that strange expression on his face? Could he be suspecting that I have something with Oppa? Does he know about us?
These are questions that I’ll never get answers to
? 30 MINUTES LATER ?
I sat in the backseat of the car with my hands folded on my lap-s, I tried to steal glances at Suho, who was seated beside me, but I was too scared to so I looked out the window instead.
I watched the bustling city with beaming eyes, the streets were filled with beautiful people dressed in fashionable clothes. The towers and glas-s skyscra-pers were countless. It was such a beautiful day with a lovely weather, the sun was shining brightly but it wasn’t scorching.
But I still nee-ded to find out where we were going. I mustered enough courage and turned to Suho who was texting on his phone
“Ummm, where are we going?”
He paused and turned to me, his brown eyes gleaming
“We’re going to get you some new clothes; the kind you would be wearing throu-ghout our stay here” he replied and my jaw dropped
“So we’re going shopping? In Singapore?” I g@sped and he scoffed
“No, we’re going clubbing in Jamaica” he said sarcastically and rolled his eyes but I was less concerned about his sarcasm. I couldn’t believe I would be going shopping in another country, this is beyond awesome! ??
The driver pu-lled over on a street and I wondered why
“Are we at the mall?” I asked as Suho un-hooked his seatbelt
“Just get down from the car” he replied and we alighted. I stood, looking around the paved street, it wasn’t as busy as the ones on the highway. Only a few people walked by and there were different kinds of shops and sto-res on both sides of the street.
Suho walked over to me, putting on a pair of dark sunglas-ses which made him look hotter than he alre-ady did.
“We’ll continue on foot, cars are not allowed to go any further. The mall is just a few blocks away” he said and I nodded.
The two guards who had been driving us climb£d out of the car
“Fall behind and try not to draw attention to yourselves” Suho said to them and they uttered something in Japanese while bowing
“Let’s go”
He walked off, taking long strides which made me struggle to keep up with him.
“Why didn’t you give them the order in Japanese?” I asked when I finally caught up with him
“Because I didn’t want you to get scared and think that I was telling them to kill you or something” he replied and I kept quiet after that.
We continued walking in silence, I noticed the women who pas-sed by Suho and I would always cast a glance at Suho as they pas-sed us. girls walked past and I heard one of them say;
?”Gosh, he’s so hot”
I scoffed and looked at Suho who didn’t seem to be noticing the female strangers that were drooling over him. I looked behind and sighted his b©dyguards farther down the street, obeying Suho’s order to fall behind.
We finally got to a shopping plaza and walked in. The place was full of life and activities, people were carrying shopping bags, some were sitting at a small café having a light snack while others were inside the shops buying and selling.
“This way, I think there’s a clothing line sto-re there” Suho said and I followed him into a sto-re. Immediately we stepped into the boutique, the cool air from the air conditioner ca-ressed my skin and I sighed with plea-sure. The boutique was pretty empty except for two women who were looking at some dresses. A woman dressed in a white stylish dress walked up to us
“Hi, welcome to Bvlgari. Would you like us to pick out some dresses for her?” She asked Suho politely in English
“Yes, I nee-d you to pick out your best line. I’m talking about really feminine but stylish clothes, the kind an international model should wear” He said and she beamed
“Well in that case you’ve come to the right place. We’ll transform her into a s-xy, confident and fashionable woman” She said and turned to me
“Follow me, Miss….. and Sir, you can wait for her in our VIP lounge. Would you like to see her in the dresses as she puts them on?” she asked Suho and he shrugged
“Sure, why not”
We followed the lady and she led us to a room which had couches, Suho settled down on one of them and took off his sunglas-ses. Two younger girls walked in pushing in racks of different dresses. The lady picked out two dresses from the rack and handed them to me
“Try these on, there’s an adjourning dressing room there” she said, pointing to a door at a corner.
I sighed and walked into the dressing room. There was a black lace dress and a red silk one. I decided to try the black one on first. I shimmied out of my clothes and pu-lled on the black lacy thing.
♠Suho’s POV♠
I sat in the lounge, sipping the chilled water that they had served me. The reason I brou-ght Hyuna to buy some clothes was because she didn’t pack much for this trip and because she nee-ded really nice clothes that she would wear to all of the functions and co-cktail p@rties that we would get invited to during our stay here.
The dressing room door opened and I looked up just as she walked in. She was putting on the black dress, it was short, stopping above her knees and hu-gging her curves in the right places, showing off her nicely shaped legs. It had thin str-aps on top and looked like a perfect evening wear.
“Oh! that looks absolutely lovely on you, my dear. You must have it!” The boutique lady squealed and Hyuna faked a smile at her
“What’s wrong? You don’t like it?” I asked, noticing her facial expressions
“It’s just so thin and short” She replied, tugging at the hem of the dress and I scoffed
“That’s bullshit” I said to her and turned to the lady “We’re taking it”
Hyuna g@sped and threw me an angry glare, I smi-rked and shoved my hands into my pocket. I derive so much joy in making her uncomfortable, I’ve been cold and dead inside for a long time but Hyuna makes me warm all over
“Try the second dress” I ordered and she grumbled incoherent words before walking into the changing room again.
? 2 MINUTES LATER ?
The door finally opened but instead of walking out, she popped her head out
“Where’s the boutique lady?” she asked, looking around the room
“She went to get the black dress re-ady for us to take”
“Well I’m not stepping out in this dress” she said and I arched a brow
“You have 2 seconds to come out or I’m burning your contract se-nding you back home” I threatened and she glared at me
“Fine”
She slowly stepped out fully and I felt my breath hitch
Holy moly….. what the….
DAMN!!
I stared at her with my jaw dropped. She was putting on the red dress, the red dress which I didn’t notice was hand-less and off-shouldered. It left her ne-ck, shoulders and a good amount of her bo-obs ex-posed.
The air suddenly felt hot as I tried to recover from the shock of seeing her like this.
? Hyuna’s POV ?
He kept staring at me without saying a word and with a weird look in his eyes
“Umm… Mr Hamatoyuoshi?” I called, feeling a little uncomfortable with the way his eyes lingered on my ex-posed che-st. He blinked and looked up into my eyes for the first time since I walked into the room wearing this dress
He cleared his throat and moved closer to me until we were just a feet ap@rt, his brown eyes left my face and dropped to my che-st again
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked in a breathless whisper
“Don’t you know anything about dresses and the effect they have on men?” he replied in a low voice and my heart started beating like a p@rty drum
“W…..What effect is this dress having on you?” I breathed as our eyes met again. We were suddenly so close, so close that I could gaze dee-ply into his brown eyes
“This dress makes me want to pu-ll the bodice down and see the rest of……” he trailed off and I g@sped as I realized what he meant.
I folded my hands across my che-st and moved away from him
“Well I certainly won’t have this dress if it makes you, or any other man, think such things!” I uttered and he scowled just as the boutique lady walked back in
“Oh my gosh, you look ravishing in that one! Your boyfriend is such a lucky man!” she g@sped, looking at me and I blus-hed
“Thanks but I won’t take it” I said to her but Suho walked up to her
“Don’t listen to her, I’m the one paying so I say we’re definitely taking that red one” he remarked and handed the lady his platinum express card
“Well that’s wonderful news! I’ll go charge this, I’ll be right back!” she chirped and flounced out of the room
“Why did you pay for it? I told you I don’t want this red one!” I cried but he ignored me and picked up his glas-s of water before sipping from it
“Stop whining and try on more dresses” he mouthed and I gro-an ed
Gosh, this is so annoying ?
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Tbc