Sold? Oh Please.

"What do you mean by it's impossible?" Krystal huffed.

"Exactly that miss, please leave before I call security." The man before her pointed towards the door.​​

"I'm not leaving here without seeing that video hmmm...?" She said.

The man gave her a pointed stare then reached for the phone on his desk.

"Wait..." She said slowly, blinking a few times to the give her long lashes a chance to work their charm. She gave him a dazzling smile, and reached over the counter to touch his sleeve. "Come come now, let's not take things to that extreme?" She said sweetly.

The man frowned and rose a brow, 'what the hell is going on?' he thought.

"Oppa, surely you can let me see the footage, pleeeaaseee" she said pouting. She flipped her waist length hair away from her shoulder and smile seductively. "You know, the news is already out there. Reporters would be swarming in here, you'd have to check it anyway. But you see..." She began to walk her fingers along the length of his arm. The man looked down at his arm first then at her. "If you really want to save your hospital's image you'd go and delete that footage before actual reporters come begging. All I'm saying is that you allow me see it with you, hmmm?"

The man closed his eyes and drew in a long breath, Krystal smiled, her tactic worked. 'My Krystal the seductive little vixen you are' she thought to herself. He opened them again and smiled back at her and she struggled to maintain her seductive smirk, preventing it from breaking into a full goofy smile.

He grabbed her arm that had now made it's way up her arm and yanked it away.

Krystal eyes widened and she struggled to form words. "Oppa!" She exclaimed.

"I'm not your oppa, and if you touch me again I will break your fingers. Do you understand me?" He said curtly.

Krystal huffed "what are you gay?"

"As a matter of fact I am."

She coughed and looked away. "So what ever it is you think you were doing there nice try but no."

"Leave. Before I call the police."

"I will not! I came here for answers and I'll be getting them." She insisted.

"What's going on here?" A voice called from behind her.

The guy at the counter immediately stiffened them bowed immediately. "Mr. Song."

Krystal yanked her hand away from him and turned around. She gasped when she saw his face. He was good looking alright, but what was her undoing was the smile playing at his lips.

He looked extremely innocent and cute, he could be an idol. Infact he should be an idol, he doesn't need to know how to sing or dance his face is his talent. He was the type of guy you would want to protect and date at the same time.

"How may I help you miss?" He said that unnerving smile never leaving his lips.

Krystal opened her mouth to speak but closed it again, all of a sudden she couldn't form coherent words.

"Is Steven here being mean?" He said sweetly as if he was talking to a child. She nodded. "Awwn" he brushed his fingers on her cheeks and she unconsciously leaned into his touch.

"Why don't you come with me, then"

"Yes please." She blurted out immediately regretting it as his eyes widened but she could only have imagined the fleeting expression of shock on his face.

Paul gestured for her to follow him. They both walked into the elevator.

"So you want to see footage from the VIP room?" Paul said as he pressed the button.

Krystal so enamored and distant at this point wasn't listening to a word he was saying, just watching his lips move was a dream for her. 'Wow... they train their staff so well.' She thought. 'But he can't be a staff right? His outfit costs more than 30,000 dollars'. She shook her head, she shouldn't think about it.

He turned to look at her and she immediately looked away, blushing slightly.

"Miss?"

"Hmm?"

"Were you staring at me?" He asked.

Krystal turned red and her ears burned. "No! Of course not." She blurted out.

"Alright then." He laughed, "we're here."

"Where?" She asked looking outside, she slowly followed him out of the elevator and saw that they were at the first floor. She looked at the entrance and people flowing in and out.

"Wait, no... I said I wanted to see the footages" she said, looking at him helplessly.

He smiled "but you also said you weren't staring?"

Krystal furrowed her brows and pouted. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well... we already discussed the footages in the elevator. I'm disappointed, were you in the same elevator with me and thinking of something else? Huh... that quite hurtful." He said, his smile pushing forward into a small pout.

Krystal bit her lip, oh my was he cute. Her heart skipped a beat at the possibility of hurting him.

"Ah no, no.. I understand. I was listening, totally don't worry, I'll go." She said.

He smiled again. "I'll walk you out."

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"Get me the footages that that girl was asking for" Paul said after he got back into the hospital.

"You got rid of her?" Steve asked his eye brow risen in shock.

"Hey, who do you think I am?" Paul smiled. "Of course."

"Deabak! Wow! You're amazing sir." Steve praised his boss.

Paul flipped his hair and smiled, reveling in the praise.

"How did you manage to do it? She was relentless." Steve scoffed.

"Steve, focus I need the videos." Paul said.

"Oh.. yes sure, if you would follow me we keep them on the last floor." He said.

"Sure lead the way." Paul said as they walked into the elevator.

"And by the way, she may be relentless but there is no woman in the world that can resist my charms." Paul grinned.

Steve laughed, "I can totally believe that."

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