A Moment’s Madness – (An Heirs Fanfiction) Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4 – Pillow Talk

Ki-ae swirled her glass as she decided what to say. He shifted a little in his seat, and she found herself involuntarily drawn to his long lean legs, encased in denim. Her eyes continued up to the noticeable bulge at the juncture of his thighs. Abruptly her mind shied away from the direction of her thoughts. Words might distract her, she thought.
“You know, you don’t seem a thing like your father.” Surprise marked his features then transitioned into a bored look.

“Most people say we look and act alike.” His eyes challenged her, but she refused to take the bait.

“I know your reputation at school, and I know you and my son were good friends before he went to America. You two have fought several times recently at school. But Eun-sang and I talked when we were both at the house.” Her voice hitched; that place was no longer home for either one of them. She finished off her glass before continuing and never noticed her accent was thickening.

“I know you helped her in school after…my relationship…was leaked. She told me that you liked her, but you still helped Tan when he needed it. When the Chairman locked him in his room, you got him out. From what I know of your father, he wouldn’t piss on a man if he was on fire, unless he could gain financially from it.”

Young-do’s eyebrows popped up. Not only was her crudeness a surprise, but she slipped into a saturi accent. Could it be that she wasn’t the polished Seoulite that he thought she was?

“There are men in this world who look to the people in their lives like baduk pieces, with no usefulness outside their place on the grid, easy to dispose and to disregard. But,” she fixed him with a stare, “we are all important people.”

The young man scoffed, “So, you didn’t order the house staff around and make them scurry around? You didn’t yell at them for the least little problem? And all these trinkets, they were part of the bargain too, right?” His eyes flicked to her necklace, dismissing it and her.

She winced at the little sting and tried to address his attitude. “You will find that life rarely goes the way you want it to. Would I do things differently if I had another chance? Probably. Would you have wanted to live a life of poverty? Most people would say no.” She ignored her inner sigh of unhappiness – would she be have been happier as a common housewife in Busan?

Her seeming nonchalance inflamed him further. He tossed back the rest of the drink and slammed the glass down. “And what about your son?”

Ki-ae stiffened as hurt gave way to anger. “What about my son?”

Young-do stood up. The whisky gave Young-do the courage to release the rage inside of him as he stalked around the coffee table to stare down at her.

“You let him go! You just…abandoned him when he was sent to the States. I knew then he was a bastard, but I didn’t realize that his own mother would abandon him to keep her cushy lifestyle and all the trappings of wealth. Did you ever spare a thought to what he might be going through without you? Did you ever miss him? Hell, did you ever wonder if he missed you??” By then he was all but yelling, all the hurt and resentment at his own abandonment spilling over until he didn’t know who he was talking to.
A resounding ‘crack’ echoed in his room, momentarily stopping him before a burning sensation on is right cheek registered. She stood in front of him, her eyes glittering with fury and pain and unshed tears as she lowered her arm, her hand clenched into a fist.

“How dare you! I love my son! But I had to play the game to fit in! The Chairman made all the decisions, and I couldn’t do a thing about it. Do you think I was happy without Tan? Do you think anything in that damn household was more important than he was? He is my life, and I would protect him with mine!” She dropped her head and angrily swiped at her eyes.

“Do you know what it’s like to always have someone over your shoulder looking for the least mistake? It was a matter of survival! I had to stay there and make sure he had a place to return to, even if it was a prison for me!”

Irritation and admiration swirled inside his emotions as he stared at this striking woman in front of him. Then something inside him snapped; he gripped her shoulders and yanked her against him, covering her mouth with his own, tasting tears, whisky, and her own intoxicating flavor.

Ki-ae was shocked for a moment, before the heat and the passion of this young man swept away everything but the need to embrace that fire.



About Shukmeister

I have a great fondness for chocolate chip cookie dough, 80's science fiction movies, and thunderstorms.

Posted on December 9, 2013, in (completed) A Moment's Madness: An Heirs Fanfiction (2015), My Fan-Fictions and Novels and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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