Chapter 1
( Roseline's pov)
"Wake up! Right this moment or else I will pour water on all of you!". I groaned and woke up.I did my morning routine and went downstairs. I saw Uncle fixing the flowers for the nth time."It is perfect, Uncle. Don't worry." I assured. "You don't understand Rosie The biggest business tycoon died. His people told me that everything should be perfect or else they will kill me and you will be homeless!" He is so anxious. "It's not that we will be homeless. We have saved some money, with that we can survive till we find a job." I rolled my eyes and replied."Roseline you care about living?! you don't care that I am dying?!. Ouch. I am hurt." He dramatically put his hand on his heart. "Stop overreacting uncle Jo. We are getting late for the funeral.". In came Augustin... followed by Nick who looks like trash "Oh, Oh! Nicky another one left?" I feel bad for him. He gives his everything and receives nothing but a heartbreak."It's ok! Darling you will find your true soulmate one day. I guarantee you." We all nodded at Uncle's words . After having a sweet breakfast, which had fluffy pancakes with maple syrup and some fruits like Strawberry and blueberry. We started getting ready for the funeral.
Kim Shen. Seoul's biggest Business man. He died yesterday morning but his funeral is today. Strange. His cause of death is still unknown to people. The police refused to disclose the information. This is the 5th death in 2 weeks. Big companies are suffering now because all the big businessmen lay in their graves,at peace or maybe not. Who knows? It's all strange to me. Seoul doesn't feel safe anymore, but I will not run. Not this time. I am safe. Completely safe. I am neither as gorgeous as Augustine nor smart like Nick. I am just Taehyung. Yeah. Just Taehyung. With that thought i started getting ready.
When we reached there, We saw the hall looked so big and empty.
Maybe we are the first ones to arrive except some family members of Mr.Kim. We had to arrange the flowers in their respective places, so it's nice that the hall is empty. Just then we heard screams. Cries. Of a women. Must be Mrs.Kim. To me it looked fake. As if she is glad that her husband is dead. Weird.Ignoring that I started with the work. When I raised my head I saw many people entering in black suits. The hall, which held the funeral looked a lot more filled than earlier when we arrived.
Suddenly I saw a man. He was drop dead handsome. He had emerald eyes and black hair which were pushed back in a sleek and clean manner which made him look intimidating. He did not even have a single facial hair. It was all clean and shiny . Looks like I was too busy checking him out because when I looked up, I saw him looking at me. His gaze was dark and cold. I turned my head and started arranging flowers near the coffin. I looked down and continued. When I was done, i sneaked a glance at that handsome man again. I saw how he doesn't care about the cries or the funeral in general, and has his earphones on. Again I saw him giving me a dark look. I checked myself. I checked my dress, it is proper and i don't even smell bad to make him look at me like that. Is there something on my face? I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened my front camera. Nothing. Then why is this handsome guy looking at someone like me? What if he's planning to kill me?! I shivered at that thought. I felt like a prey now, standing there. The whole time i felt his eyes on me. As soon as everything was done i ran to the restroom. My face was looking like a live tomato. I washed my face and started going out. Just when i opened the door, i saw someone running behind the wall but when I looked there, there was no one. Feeling creeped out, I ran from there and back to where others were. When i returned, i saw he wasn't there. Part of me was glad but part of me was disappointed also.
I went straight to my room after returning home. My room is my peace. Light green and beige walls make me less stressed. My room is the only place where I feel totally safe.I needed some time alone. I feel scared now. That guy. He doesn't even know me or anything about me. Still he managed to get me so scared and terrified.His eyes will haunt me for sometime. I hid under my blanket and curled into a ball and that's how I slept. When I woke up I saw it was already dark outside. I skipped my work also. It's not like Uncle Jo would mind. I feel so grateful to have him. Even though we are not blood related he gave me a place to live and even food. Also he gives me salary for barely working in his flower shop. Nick told me that Uncle owns large properties and that he is actually rich. Then why is he running a flower shop? It's fine. Atleast I am earning. I got out of my bed and took a shower. When I got out of my bathroom, I saw my table. A complete mess. I don't remember even touching my table. It's because of the wind. Yeah. My window is open. Right. That's it. I shut my window and organized my table again. I went downstairs and saw that the table was ready for dinner. "Oh Rose! There is a letter for you." August passed me the strange looking letter. Who will send me letters? I have no one. No family or friends apart from these people. I kept the letter on the coffee table near the television and went for my dinner. Everything can wait but not my dinner.
"What's wrong Rosie? You missed your lunch. Something must've happened to make you miss your food." Uncle Jo! not now. "It's nothing Uncle. I was just tired." I wish that was the case. " Alright if you say so." I nodded my head, even though everyone at the table knows nothing is right with me now.
