To Kiss An Idol

But his lust was greater than his intention of not cheating. Moreover, the girl kept seducing him, it was nowhere his fault. If a woman entices a man, what he can do, he will have to give in, thought Dae. He turned his face and grabbed Missmatch’s ponytail. He lifted her face and leaned in for a kiss.

She immediately placed her palm over his mouth and smiled, “I know I am irresistible, but you have to do things for me, no quid pro quo, darling.” She removed her palm from his mouth and licked his lips.

“What do you want?” stammered Dae.

“What you promised me, the list of scripts, darling,” Missmatch smiled and slid her hand on the inside of his thigh. His breath shuddered with desire, and he closed his eyes.

He knew if he wanted more, he had to give in to her demands. He wanted to say that he will comply, but the opposite came out of his mouth, “sorry, the update session is coming up, I cannot let anyone have the list. Every eye will be on us. If the CEO finds out everyone in the Rencontre team can lose their job.”

After hearing his words, Missmatch lost it. She slapped hard across Dae’s face and shouted, “do you think this is a game?”

“Wh…aat?” Dae was shocked after the slap.

“I give you money, you give me information. I was thinking of giving something extra but… you… are… an idiot,” she turned away from him and started opening the car door.

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Dae grabbed her arm and pulled her in for a hug. He cried, “please understand me. I will give you everything after the update session, I promise. As I said I too can lose this job if so, much information gets out in the media so soon. Let’s take baby steps, please, please, I beg you.”

She pushed him away and shouted, “what do you want more? Money or me? It’s your job more important or this budding relationship with me?”

“You know what I want the most. It’s Nivritti to leave K&Q. I will do anything for that,” Dae gritted his teeth.

“Well, now I hate that wench. Can you tell me why you hate her so much? Why do you want her gone?” asked Missmatch.

“She stole everything. This Rencontre was supposed to be mine, but she stole it. The bonus was supposed to be mine, she stole that too. If this Rencontre would have been mine, I would have been on the fast track to promotion. Within days she became… this… this… oh… she overpowered me and I hate that. Everyone is supposed to like me, love me, but no she took that too,” Dae started punching the steering wheel.

“Okay, okay, calm down, help me help you, Darling. Only if you keep giving me information, you can mess with that girl, then only you can get her fired. The more news I blog, the more evidence you will have and that will make more impact. You understand that, right, darling?” manipulated Missmatch.

“I understand, I understand, but we need to take it slow. She is everyone’s favourite. No one will believe that she is selling information if we don’t have a long list of it,” replied Dae.

“Fine! I will back you up. But after the update session, I need everything and we can take this up discreetly in a hotel room,” she seductively touched his arm and winked at him.

“W… w… h… haaat?” choked Dae.

“I have to go, bye. I will message you soon,” she kissed him on his cheek and got out of the car.

“Wait! Let me drop you at a safer location. This is literally a busy road,” shouted Dae.

“See that car behind you, it’s mine, so relax,” she blew him a kiss, covered her face with the mask and closed the door.

She walked up to her car and Dae drove away while staring at the car behind him. He kept exhaling for a long time to calm himself down. It just went through a barrage of emotions in a matter of a few minutes. Lust, desire, passion, anger, sadness, jealousy, shock, and other emotions made him confused. He had no idea what he was feeling right now. All he knew was that he needed to get rid of these emotions.

He drove to his home, ran upstairs and kicked the door open of his house. Before his wife could speak another word, he threw his bag away, kicked his shoes and threw himself at his wife. He grabbed her by her waist and planted the most seductive kiss he ever knew on his wife’s mouth. Before he knew it, he was in his bedroom, in his bed, making passionate love with his wife.

Missmatch got out of Dae’s car and sat in the sedan that was parked behind Dae’s car. She waited for Dae to drive away and then signalled her driver to drive forward. Just a few metres away, a black car was sitting by the side of the road.

The moment both cars came close, an old man from the black car came out and approached Missmatch. Both smiled at each other, and the old man opened the backdoor of Missmatch’s car and sat next to her.

“Samchon! Did you get everything?” asked Missmatch.

“I got everything, Mina,” said the old man.

“Don’t call me by that NAME, you stupid old man. Would you like if I call you, Joon Su-Bin?” shouted Missmatch.

“That is my name, just like yours is Kim Ji-Min,” replied the old man innocently.

“Enough! I am Missmatch, Missmatch is my name,” Ji-Min gritted her teeth.

“Okay, Missmatch, here is the camera and here is the SD card with all the photos. But why do you want the photographs with him? He is no one famous,” said Su-Bin.

“No, he is not someone famous, but I want leverage on everyone I work with. If he ever tries to double-cross me, I will say he used me for sex. He is old, I am young, he is no one, I am famous, I can spin the news as I want. On top of that he is married, no married man wants to tell his wife about his affair. K&Q is very powerful, I need contingencies to make myself safe,” said Missmatch.

“So, you think he will betray you?” asked Su-Bin.

“He is in this for money and revenge on a girl. I think he hates all the women who are smarter than him. He will turn on me someday and I don’t want that,” replied Missmatch.

“But these photos show that you are initiating the seduction,” informed Su-Bin.

“If and when I publish it, of course, my face will be hidden,” Missmatch shrugged her shoulders.

“What if someone else gets their hands on these and other photos?” asked Su-Bin.

“Then keep them safe, you idiot!!” shouted Missmatch. “How are you, my guardian? You don’t know anything except getting on my nerves!!! You, drive, take me home,” she shouted at her driver.

The driver started Missmatch’s car and Su-Bin signalled his driver to follow them. Missmatch reached her house and immediately sat on her computer. She linked her fingers and cracked her knuckles before she started typing on her keyboard. She had a blog to write.

“Sub: Exclusive Rencontre News

Dear Matchers,

This is your favourite Missmatch reporting. You know I am an avid k-pop fan like every one of you. And we have been dying to get some kind of news about Rencontre. I know it’s still to speculate about anything, but your Missmatch has some exclusive news for you.

Before writing further, I would like to remind you to like, share and subscribe to my blog site. If you like my content, don’t be shy to click the donate button and support me to your heart’s content.

Moving on…

I know many of you have been writing and submitting the script thinking that you will get a chance to meet with your biases and I really hope that one day you do.

First, for those who don’t know about the Rencontre, it’s their anniversary celebration and this year it’s special as they will be celebrating their eighth year. ASD crossed their seven-year curse. So, this year the celebration is going to be bigger and hence, the inclusion of their fans. Their fans get to write a script and direct them in it. Really awesome, right?

And here comes the exclusive… (rubbing hands with excitement) THE SCRIPTS WILL BE CHOSEN BY KING. Yes, you read that right. Your favourite leader of your favourite band ASD, Nam Kyung-Soo aka King will be the one who will choose the final scripts.

And you know how high standards he has. Psst… I think he was the one who proposed the announcement about plagiarism. Who else can think like him? Our great leader will judge us all. What do you think about this? What do you want to say to KING? Comment below. I am waiting for your opinions my Matchers. Kisses… kisses…

Signing off… will be back with more news about Rencontre. Stay tuned.”