LOVER

Chapter 3

I spent that week feeling like I was losing my mind. How was it possible that Ghu He Zhou could be two people at the same time? If that was really him, then how are the police not able to see it. Or maybe it's the beard and the hair, is that what was throwing everyone off? Or maybe he had a twin. It would explain why he seems to be ten steps ahead all the time. At that moment I wished I'd had his phone number, instead of asking myself questions I would ask him.

I knocked off work and went to look at an apartment I wanted to rent. It was time I became miss independent and stop living at home. I got to the complex and the agent let me in. The flat was perfect. Two bedrooms and two bathrooms. I could always use the other bedroom as a dressing room. I gave her all the required documents and she promised she'd get back to me the next day. As I was driving home a text popped up on my phone.

"Meet me in twenty minutes." It read. Next was an address. I didnt recognize the number. I tried calling it but no one answered. I pulled up to the side of the road and tried it again. This time someone answered.

"Hello, who is this?" I asked.

"You have the address, come see." He answered. He hung up the phone. I knew then this man had me on a chokehold and he hadn't done anything to me.

I started the car after punching in the location on the gps. Like a good girl I followed every direction till I pulled up to a house just outside Busan. It was secluded, trees all around it, it took me at least five minutes to get to it from the road. A sane person would have turned back, who calls you to a house in the middle of nowhere.

I got to the gate and it swung open. I saw a figure standing in the middle of the driveway. It was easy to tell who it was. I pulled up and he stood to the side. I parked the car and he opened the passenger door and got in.

"Hey, thank you for coming." He said pulling the door shut.

"No problem. You live here?" It was hard to ignore the huge house in front of me.

"Yeah. So I need to ask you something. And if you say no I won't hold it against you." He started. I turned away from admiring the house and looked at him. He seemed nervous. Weird, he never seemed like the nervous type before.

"Okay." I replied turning to fully face him.

"My brother was shot a couple of hours ago. I was wondering if you could look at him?" He blurted out. He could not be serious. That was why he called me here? To take care of his shot brother? What was I? Doctors on call? I wondered. "If you can't I swear I wont hold it against you." He reiterated.

I wanted so badly to say no, turn around and go home, but I was here already, what could it possibly hurt to look at him. It might be a flash wound for all I knew.

"Okay." I answered. He looked at me, his brows snapped together as if he really expected me to say no.

"Really?"

"Yes. I'll look at him." I replied. There was my body again, taking control, shutting out my screaming brain telling me to leave.

He got out and opened the door for me. I got out and he engulfed me in a bone crushing hug. I loved it though. Or maybe it was the scent of his cologne. I wasn't sure anymore what was driving me mad, because to be honest at that point I was certainly out of my mind.

"Thank you for this, I promise it will never happen again." He assured me. I doubted that very much. He led me to the house and it looked even better inside. Before I could admire the decor I was drawn to a man groaning on the couch. He was holding on to his side, the white couch had turned red. As if that was shocking enough, looking at his face was like looking at Ghu He Zhou. Officer Jaekyung was sitting on the opposite couch with his head bowed. There were three of them. So I wasn't imagining the resemblance to Ghu He Zhou.

My instincts quickly came back when the man started groaning again.

"Do you have a first aid kit?" I asked. Zhou, or was it him laying on the couch? I wasn't sure anymore because that man looked like a mirror image of Zhou. His complexion, his beard, his eyes, hair and even the dimple. He came back with the kit and handed it to me. I placed it on the coffee table and pulled out a pair of gloves. The kit had the bare minimum, bandages, plasters and gauze. At least there were some needles. I helped the man pull up his t-shirt and sure enough there was a bullet wound. Strangely enough it was almost in the same place Zhou had been shot a few years ago.

There was an exit wound so fishing for the bullet was unnecessary. All I could do was clean the wound and stitch it up then wrapped a bandage around his abdomen before handing him some painkillers.

"That should hold for a while " I said pulling off the gloves.

"Thank you Docotor." The man said, his voice was another thing that was eerily similar to Zhou's. "Its nice finally seeing you up close. You're even more beautiful this close." He added. Now I was certain it wasnt Zhou. But now i had questions. Way too many.

"I'll help you to your room." Officer Jaekyung said helping him up. He held on to him and they disappeared down a passage. I lowered myself on the clean couch.

"I can see you have questions?" He started. He pulled up the coffee table and sat on it, making sure to place his legs on either side of me.

"I thought I was going crazy seeing the cop a week ago. For a moment I actually thought it was you and the beard was a disguise." He smiled.

"He told me he saw you. He is actually my brother too. We are triplets." He told me. I'd figured brothers but triplets made more sense. "The cop is Jaekyung, the other one is Xin Xi." He added.

"So why does one get his own land and the two of you have to share?" I blurted out, setting my inner thoughts loose. I guess he found my weird joke funny because he laughed.

"Nice. I've never thought of it that way." He admitted.

"I asked you once if you're the serial killer and you answered by saying not really. Does that mean one of them is the killer?" I asked. I needed answers and that moment seemed like the perfect time to ask. He stood up, holding out his hand for me. I took it and stood up. He led me out of the lounge and into a patio space. There was a dinner set up, except it was for two people. There was a table on the side with small chafing dishes filled with food.

"This is the real reason I asked you to come before my brother ruined things." He said. And just like that I completely forgot about my questions. Even the thought that I could die right there and then completely left my mind. I was completely taken by the whole setup. It was beautiful. He pulled out a chair for me and I sat down. He opened a bottle of wine and poured me a glass. He laughed when he saw the disappointed look on my face. It wasn't wine, more like sparkling grape juice.

"I told you I don't drink." He reminded me. "Are you hungry? The food is still warm."

"I am." It'd been a long ass a day and a meal is exactly what I needed. He got up and dished up for us. He laid the plate in front of me and I had ti admit, it looked amazing. I took a spoonful of the fried rice with him watching me. It was definitely one of the best I'd ever had.

"What do you think?" He asked.

"Its good. Actually its amazing." His lips curled into a smile.

"Thank you." He said before digging into his own food.

"Did you make this?" I questioned. He nodded his head. It was impressive no doubt about that.

He asked questions about me. A whole lot of questions and I was more than ready to supply them. But everytime I asked about him he would change the subject and focus back on me. The mystery about him made me want to know him more. It drew me to him in maybe ways it shouldn't. Here I was, knee deep in what ever s**t he was involved in. And yet none of it scared me like it should. I was in a lions den and if I had to die here my family would never know.

Officer Jaekyung came out with my bag in his hand and handed it to me.

"Your phone has been ringing nonstop." He told me. I pulled it out of my bag and he turned to his brother, whispering something. My phone rang again just then and my brothers name flashed on the screen. I got up and answered the call, away from the two men.

"Felix!" I answered.

"Tae, where are you?" He asked. He sounded panicked and scared.

"I am with a friend. What's going on?" I questioned. I heard him let out a sigh of relief. "Felix, what happened?"

"The serial killer was spotted a while ago. I just wanted to make sure you're home and safe." He told me. I guess that explained why I was here. I seemed to always be the one to patch up a serial killer.

"I'm okay. Thank you for checking up on me."

"You're my sister. I have no choice. Bye." He hung up the phone, leaving a smile on my face.

"Everything okay?" Zhou asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Yeah, my brother was just checking up on me." I replied. I felt his lips on my neck, gently I tilted my head to the side, giving him access. Just when I was immersing myself in the moment he pulled away, turning me around. He gazed down at me, his eyes, they weren't as cold as the first time I met him. There was warmth in them and dare I say, kindness. He leaned down, taking my lips in his. His lips were soft. I parted my lips as he slid his tongue between them to play tango with my own. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him further down. At that point nothing else mattered except me and him.

He lowered his hands, wrapped them under my bum, lifting me up to wrap my legs around his waist. I could feel us moving. He let go of my lips and started an onslaught of kisses down my neck and my chest. My breathing was hitched, it was hard to ignore the desire exploding between us. It seemed so right yet my conscience knew it was wrong. My body was more than ready to silence my conscience, or was it lust. I dont know. I just knew at that point that I wanted nothing more than to be there, at that very moment.

I felt soft sheets as he laid me down. He pulled himself up, pulled his tshirt over his head then returned back to kissing me. I held on to him, my hands roaming his body, till I felt his scar. I looked down at it and so did he. I could feel him smiling.

"That's the perfect reminder of you." He said. I turned my gaze back to him.

"You were shot, how is that a reminder of me?" I asked. I might have never been shot but I knew that its traumatic.

"Because you made it better." Well that works.

He started unbuttoning my shirt. I wasnt wearing a bra for some reason, and I heard him him exhale before leaning down and kissing my exposed n****e. I arched my back, allowing him full access. He unbuttoned my jeans and gently pulled them down my legs. As soon as they were out he lifted up my one leg, planting kisses from my toes all the way up. Next to go was my underwear. He bit his lip, looking down at my clean shaven coochie. He leaned down again, kissing the top of my coochie before moving back up to my lips. My entire body was tingling but my core was on a whole different level. It was throbbing and all I wanted was for it to get some attention.

He let go of my lips again and started his decent, planting kisses as he went down. I held my breath the closer he got to it, the throbbing was getting worse. I buried my fingers in his hair, trying to direct him to where he needed to be at that moment. I felt his lips curl into a smile because of my impatience. I felt my knees buckle as his tongue swiped my core, licking my juices. I arched my back once again and grabbed on to the sheets as he grabbed my c**t between his teeth then gently swirling his tongue around it. I could feel myself getting close.

"Don't cum." He ordered. How was I supposed to stop it when his tongue and fingers were playing my c**t like a well coordinated piano piece.

"I have to." I whimpered. I felt his tongue invade my inside and everything else inside me unravelled. I rolled my eyes back, my toes curled, crying out, my body convulsing as if I was being electrocuted. Even then he wouldn't stop. His thumb was pressed down on my c**t.

I came down from my high and heard him groaning before coming back up again. I could see streaks of my juices all over his beard. That was the sexiest sight I'd ever seen.

"Way better than my dreams." He said, taking my lips again. If I ever needed a sign, that being anywhere close to him was a bad idea, that should have been it. But as always my brain will always go the opposite way. I was so far deep I would do just about anything for him. But would I really allow myself to cross over to the dark side?