Talking Eyes by Mia Lafreve Pedretti (bill gates books to read txt) 📖

OF THEM WILL LEAVE IF YOU KEEP DOING THESE STUFF. Is that what you want Ji Yong? Seriously?" He asked me more relaxed and serious than ever.

"Of course I don't want that to happen. It's n-" I begun thinking that this time he would have let me finish the sentence. but it hasn't been like this.

"THEN WHY THE F*CK ARE YOU BEING LIKE THIS? DO YOU AT LEAST CARE HOW THEY FEEL? DO YOU AT LEAST LISTEN TO ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU? OR YOU JUST SHUT YOUR EARS AND DO WHATEVER YOU WANT? Do you intend to throw away all your efforts to be a respected artist in the trash? AND I MEAN ALL..Just for a girl?" He continued over and over. Without even taking a break to breath. I didn't like what he was saying, but I couldn't reply either, because his speech seemed to never end.

"President-" I tried to say when he paused, but he rudely cut me off.

"Shut your mouth! You restless Kiddo. I'm still talking." He said without even thinking of the consequences.

Kiddo. To me. I was already 25 years old, 26 in August. But that doesn't matter. What really mattered, was that I always listened to what he had to say to me. I always.. well almost always, did what he ordered me to do. But mostly I never, broke the rules. And I didn't believe that going to my place with my girlfriend to just TALK, would have been against the rules. I didn't believe either that we would have done something more than talk, with the others in the apartment. It's true that I was still young, but that didn't mean that I was restless like he said. How can you not trust me president after all this time? I wanted to ask him...

"Ji Yong." The voice of Yongbae-ha reached my ears, even if the president's voice kept shouting in them. I glanced back at him. "Give me the phone." He said. I was a little lost. I asked him why, but he just repeated to give the phone to him. I did like he said.

"President..President." He tried to stop his chatter. "Let me talk..Please, just for two minutes." I didn't hear what the president replied, but his voice was calmer than when he was "talking" with me.

"Nothing's gonna happen." Yongbae-ha assured him. "I'm sure that if Choi Seung hyun was free to talk with you, He would say the same thing. De. De. There's me, him and Bom-noona, So you don't have to worry. Seriously. We're just gonna be in his company for an half  hour or even less than that and then return to YG. De. Yes, she's here too. I'll pass you through her.." I glanced back and saw that he was passing the phone to Yumi. I sighed knowing that he would have scolded her too. Good luck love. I mentally sent to her.


YUMI

Now is my turn..I didn't want to be scolded again, like the last time, but Yongbae was already passing me the phone. I surrendered and grabbed it. "Annyeong haseyo presid-" He cut me off instantly and spoke for his self.

"Ye ye. Now listen." He started hurriedly and rudely. "I know perfectly that is almost impossible to stay away from our loved ones when we are in love. I can understand that. I passed through that phase too. It's ..very difficult mostly at the beginning. At my times, things were different though. Fans weren't so obsessed with idols. Things were easier, but now everything is different." He didn't shout at me, but he had still a firm and resolute voice when he talked.

"De. I understand that, but-" I started, but he cut me off again. What the..

"I'm not finish yet." He paused. "The type of fans that exist now, is completely and totally different from the past one. This new kind of fans are extremely sensitive when there's Ji Yong's life as topic. They get jealous over insignificant stuff. Like the simple exchange of glances. Figures, if they find out that you're going at his place. They'll certainly go nuts. And this would be really irresponsible of you, after my efforts to lead away the rumors from you two." He had a point and I understood it. I wanted to tell him that I got what he was saying, but he never let me even say a word. "Before you two can show yourself to the world as a couple, it must pass at least a year. Or even more. You can't go to his house like that, without telling me nothing. Without thinking that his fans won't take some revenge on you Yumi. So, what I'm asking is Why? Why Yumi?" He granted me finally the permission to speak.

"Because I need to talk with Ji Yong about something. And he proposed to go to his place, because he is too tired to go YG. That's all. Really." I assured to him.

"And wouldn't have been better to talk about whatever you had to talk at night, At YG building, where nobody could disturb you." He replied.

"Ah..Well." Damn it, he was right.. But. "Yes, it's true, But it's really important that I talk with him now. I really need to talk with him before he goes in Europe president." I whispered at low voice the latest part.

He heavily sighed and I knew I won. "And what do you have to talk about? Is it really that necessary to talk about it today?..At his place? with paps still following your car?" He insisted.

"Hem.." Aah Otoke? I can't talk about my scars with him, neither about sex. "Yes." I still answered to his question.

"Is it really that important?" He asked again.

"Yes. It's Really important." I nodded even if he couldn't see me.

He sighed again. "Okay. I got it. If it's really important for you, I can't do nothing about it. You're almost arrived at his place after all." He stayed silent for a while, then he spoke again. "Just talk..Eh?"

"Yes. Just talk. Nothing else." I assured to him.

"Nothing else?"

"Nothing else." But what the heck he believe we can do, with the others constantly checking up on us?

"Okay. Alright." You could tell that he was less worried than at the beginning of our conversation. I sighed relieved.

"Thank you sunbaenim for understanding." I said.

"No problem sweetheart. As long as you and Ji Yong talk and do nothing else. I'm alright with that."

"I promise."

"Just don't stay too much at his place."

"De. Algaesumnida."

"And to not have further problem..please film everything and everyone when you guys arrived at his place. It would be a proof that you guys didn't do nothing suspicious. So his fans won't have any excuses to make a big fuss over it." He suggested.

"Film? But I don't have a camera here with me. Just my phone." His idea was brilliant, but we couldn't have put it into practice without a camera. And now? What do we do? How come that when I need those damn cameras they're not around?

"Ask to Bom, she always have a cam with her." He said.

"Ah. De." I asked her right away if she had a camera with her. She nodded and searched in her bag.

"Otherwise I can send to you guys, one of our cameramen." He added when I didn't reply.

She probably heard him, because she replied right away "No. No. there's no need." And she grabbed the cellphone from my hands. "I have my own camera with me sunbaenim." She said to him.

"Ye.Ye." She nodded energetically. "I'll film everything. You don't have to worry president. I'll keep my eyes on them." She said smiling, and even launched me a warning yet funny look. Suddenly she became serious though. Wue?



BOM

Damn it. I should have known that he would have came to know it. But how the hell he came to know it? "Bomi-ha, are you still there?" He asked after that I stopped talking for a moment.

"De. I'm still here." I said a little worried. "I was just thinking." I couldn't help but say the truth.

"Well, if you're asking yourself, how I came to know it. It's very simple." He paused and that killed me, because I hated suspense. "Cameras. YG building is full of them. Both externally and internally. Don't tell me you forgot them.." He asked rhetorically.

"Well...Kind of." How the hell I forgot the cameras. Pabo! Pabo! You stupid girl you are!

He sighed, but not like he was mad with me. Is tone of voice was oddly..amused when he spoke. But I didn't understand if he was really amused or it was a trick. "Did you really thought that I wouldn't have found out about you and Choi Seunghyun, making out in the corridors, do you?" I knew it was stupid of me, but I really hoped it back then.

"Hem..A L-little." I mumbled embarrassed.

"Really Bomi-ha? Really? The corridors? The most survey places of all YG building."

I sighed surrendering. "Mianhae-ho. jungmal Mianhae sunbaenim." I quickly apologized to him. "I really shouldn't have done...that stuff in the corridors. I'm really sorry." I continued to bowed to him, even if he wasn't there. The others were looking at me with confused expressions.

"Ye. Stuff." He paused. And just for one second, I swear I heard him chuckle. The president that chuckle..Nah, It can't be possible. It must be my imagination. "I don't want to talk about what happened yesterday now." He added.

"Yeah. I think so too." I was totally agree with him.

"Not now, but in my office." Darn. I sighed frustrated and brushed my hair. I really didn't want to talk about my snogging session with Choi Seunghyun with that old man. It would be funnier and less embarrassing to talk about it with my pals. Ten times better. Yes, I didn't tell them yet. Only because I didn't have the time. Too much stuff on our schedule.

"Aah Otoke?!?" I mumbled to myself.

"Bomi-ha?" Someone called me. It hasn't been the president like I thought, but Choi Seunghyun's. He wasn't at the driving seat anymore. On contrary, he was staring at me from where there was supposed to be the car-door. "We have arrived." He said.

I looked around. And yes, we were really arrived. The car was in the underground parking of the building of Ji Yong's apartment. The guy in fact was exiting the car, just like the others. And as soon as they were out, they headed towards the hallway that reached the elevator. The only one left behind, was me. And Choi Seunghyun too. "Ah. That was fast." I mumbled stepping out of the car.

"Here, let me help you." Choi Seunghyun offered his hand to me. I wasn't still used, to  this whole I-Like-You-story with him. I already have had boyfriends before, but I never felt like this around them. I never felt so nervous like when I was with him. It's true that I was already 30, but it didn't meant that my heart didn't continue to beat like a teenage girl's heart, when he held my hand in his. I also felt butterflies in my stomach and I flushed red. Omo, how can this young boy make my heart beat so fast?

"K-kamsamida." I shilly thanked him, without making eye contact with him.

"Your welcome." He replied with that husky-deep-sexy voice of his. Aah..Breath Bomi-ha..Breath.. "Oh. Are you still talking with the president?" He asked noticing Ji Yong's cellphone still held in my hand.

I looked at it too. "Aah. I completely forgot about it." I put it back near my ear. "Oh Jeo som hamnida sunbaenim. Are you still there?" I asked.

"Yes. I'm still here." He said calm. "I was saying, can you pass me through Choi Seunghyun. I'd like to talk with him."

"Ah." I was a little surprised.

"I need to talk with him just for two minutes." Then he added. "There's plenty of time to talk about what happened..yesterday..in the YG building corridors. In my office obviously.." Again, I felt like it was he was chuckling, but I wasn't so sure. Ah..Bulla. I gave up.

"O-okay. Now I'll pass you through him..jakanman-yo.." I said, then I handed the