⚒️ Dragon Mark ⚒️
🤫 Silent Abyss 🤫
Written by #preshsyarr
Chapter 7 – Freaking Dragon
“Where are you going?” Johnny called from behind her. Her steps slowed down upon realizing she was being followed.
She hissed, she didn’t want to be followed, especially when Johnny is the one following her. Rotating around she stumbled back, startled at how close he was standing to her. She could feel his breath on her skin and it made her insides tingle. She could feel his eyes staring down at her, and she h@tëd how her insides jump.
She took note of his tall height and how that black Armani suit he had on fitted him well. The man was fitted to be a model and for a second there she wished he wasn’t so good d@mn handsome.
“Why are you following me?” She snapped at him.
Due to the height difference, she was forced to pull her neck up to him in the eyes.
SoMi grew up believing that you have to look people in the eyes when you talk to them. That way you can tell what is really going on in their heads. Johnny Suh however contradicted all that. His poker face was d@mn good.
“What the hell makes you think I want to be here?” He rebutted dryly running his fingers through his hair.
Her eyes followed his fingers as he ran them through his now black locks which was styled up.
“Your hair looked better when it was blonde.” She announced quietly.
She noticed how he narrowed his eyes at her like she had grown a third eyes or something. Unexpectedly a grin appeared on his handsome face.
“Shut up.” She snapped, already knowing what was going through his mind. She turned her heels and began marching away, not the slightest bit shock when she continued to follow her.
“Aren’t you going back?”
“Why would I go back when I can stay here and annoy you.” He stated with amusement in his tone.
“h@të to break it to you, but I have places to be none of which requires you being there.” She snorted
“As if I haven’t already realized l that.” He responded.
He was no fool. He knew she didn’t want.
“I want to see what makes those iron locks of yours shake?” He replied casually.
She hissed. He was using her own words against her. Of course he would. He was testing her. He was trying to see what made Jeon SoMi break and fall.
“God damnit! What the hell did I do to get stuck with you?” She snapped
“I am also asking myself the same question.*
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“Where the hell are you?” Doyoung yelled through the phone.
Johnny exhaled deeply knowing that his best friend was two minutes away from throwing a fit.
“I’m on a walk.” He answered nonchalantly as he watched SoMi stepped into a small bakery.
“And why the hell are you there instead of being at the business function?” Doyoung hissed
Johnny almost regretted asking Doyoung to work with him at Suh Corp. If he knew the kid was going to have a fit every five minutes, he would have offered the job to someone else. Then again, Doyoung is his best friend, and it was easier to manage NCT business with him.
“I’m following her.” He answered. Silence. Surprisedly he was met with silence until he heard his friend have a sign.
“Are you still on this game if yours? Trying to piece together the puzzle that is Jeon SoMi? Give up Hyung. The woman wants nothing to do with you. Isn’t it better that way for both of you and NCT, and most importantly, for her.” Doyoung reminded.
Johnny knew that SoMi would be in great danger if she is married to him. He was the freaking Dragon after all. If anyone knew his true identity, SoMi would become a bait for the entire underground world.
“Just remember to keep your head straight.” Doyoung mumbled before hanging up.
