The Secret that I Carried

Meeting

Jae hyuan POV

I am so furious at my secretary for messing up my flight plans. I had to fly this commercial airline which I never do but thank all f**k at least it's class so not the worst thing. I had to make it back in time for this merger, I chuckle inwardly, merger my ass. more like take over business meeting I couldn’t miss. This was one of the legitimate sides of our family business, had to keep up appearances and in all honesty I wanted to take our family business to a more legitimate business than it currently was. Not that we were any weaker in the legal stuff than the more colorful parts of our business. Just as I settled in my seat to get ready for my flight, I noticed this beautiful black girl......no, woman I should say because she had the curves, the body, the assets of a woman not a girl. There was nothing girlish about her she was a full-fledged gorgeous woman.

I could sense the excitement coming off of her in a waves she was giddy and looked so hopeful and looking forward to her flight. Commercial flights always make me edgy. Maybe it's my line of work or maybe it's because there are too many people around. But I never feel comfortable flying commercial air. Which is why the next time my secretary hears the name. "Lee Jae hyuan." A name that could instill fear into the boldest of men, the biggest of them. with a towering 6 feet 3 frame of well toned and built muscle. i was a force to be recconned with in both stature and reputation. I didn't have to get my hands dirty very often, but when i felt the need to get in some exercise or make a very personal statement, I was heard and understood loud and clear.

Once my name is mentioned, you're either standing face to face with death or facing a big reward. which is why Jang hyuk, my secretary, is going to be squirming in his seat when he sees me next. I want to frighten him a little, though he has been with me for a number of years now and he's pretty good at his job, so he gets a pass. For his one mistake, but that's the only one he gets, and as far as my leniency goes. This is why this beautiful woman will make for an interesting distraction for this flight. Throughout the majority of the flight, i did nothing but observe her. i had my sun glasses on so you could tell what i was lookjng at, but my eyes followed her every movement, studied the smile lines of her face, and her gasp that made my imagination run wild!! What?!?! sue me im a man, we think about those things. she was as giddy as a school girl going through the site-seeing magazine and pointing out things and places she would like to go and experience. I was throughly intrigued by this woman dare i say a bit more. i found myself attracted to her.

After this long fifteen Gruesome hours of flight, we finally landed in seoul International Airport. I disembark the flight first after all the flight crew knows who i am, at least my name, and the power, respect, fear, and influence that comes with it. So, it is expected that I am treated like royalty.

The pilot himself comes out to greet me with a deep bow and says, "Thank you for letting us serve you." I give a slight nod and a dismissive wave to knowledge him.

i head to the to the 'arrivals' terminal with my travel assistant to claim my one piece of luggage. while standing there waiting for him, i observed that same black woman from before staring right at me. Not in the coyetish ways that most Asian women do, but in a very open and direct manner. She must have seriously thought that i spoke nor understood English because the next words to come out of her mouth were unabashed. "The things i'd like to do to you!!" she says out loud, thinking that I would not understand her, "umhmm, you look like you'd taste good, there boy, " she continues looking at me from head to toe. But she doesn't linger too long. She moves on ahead of me to claim her bags. still glancing around excitedly at any and everything when her attention is once again drawn back to me. Only this time, I am checking her out with more than just passing intrigue. I am genuinely drawn to her energy, and she is pretty easy on the eyes. Again, with her arrogance, she says aloud, "whatyah, checking out, baby, you can't handle this chocolate, i am sure all this here is too much for you." If only you knew how much I love chocolate, woman and I wouldn’t mind tasting you. My face gives nothing of my thoughts away, as I put on my sunglasses and head to the exit gates with my subordinates flanking my sides and rear.

Even while walking ahead, I still have her in my peripheral vision. I noticed she kept dialing a number and hanging up. I could tell that she was trying to get the right number for a taxi and failing miserably. I chuckle to myself before I turn and smile in her direction and walk over. “hello, would you like me to drop you off somewhere?” I greet, taking a pause to observe her reaction when she finally realizes that I understood every. single. syllable. of every word she said earlier. I am not one to laugh out loud or show emotions readily, but I found it a struggle not to laugh out loud at the comical facial reactions crossing her face. I am not one to make jokes, but if she opened her eyes, any wider? I am sure they would fall out of her head. Yes, baby, I think to myself. I understood every word, and I’d like to see what you can do to handle me. Mentally shaking myself out of my I musings. I quietly asked her, “Trying a little too late to rain in her horror at realizing that I understood everything she said to or about me “I don't even know your name, I'm not getting into any vehicle with you“ I can tell she has some street smarts, and she may not be able to live in the dark side of my world, but she can handle herself. I politely introduced myself, “Lee, Jason Lee.” With the raise of her eyebrow, she says “nice to meet you mister lee but can I know your Korean name?” Not even bothering to use my western name. I am surprised that she knew the difference and had some foreknowledge on my culture, and I thought her very smart to get accurate information. “Good girl”, She has a head on her shoulders that one. So I try again, “I am Lee Jae hyuan” I reintroduce. “Amelia, Amelia summers” she says “nice to meet you” with a slight bow of her head “I am trying to call this cab Number to take me to my airbnb, but I can't seem to get the numbers right? It's not a working number. I don't know what it is, but it's not going right” she explains. She hands me her cell phone with the address on it. As soon as I read the address, Red Flags go up. This is not a good neighborhood, and chances are that the place that she rented is a dump. I say nothing though, and lead her to the car, and we set off to go find her accommodations. I already know what we’ll find, but I’ll take her to see it, so she doesn’t think that it’s just my own opinion. She somehow takes note of my slight reaction but says nothing. The nervous energy coming off of her is so strong you can almost taste it. Soon, she is enraptured in all the city sights and lights, and she is excitedly looking around at everything.

About 40 minutes later, we pull up to a building that looked like it was already on it’s last life. We entered the building and walk up to the front desk, which had no better view than the looks of outside. she proceeds to give the attendant her information, and she receives the key for the room. Seems like she must have booked this room based on pictures she saw online.

First mistake, it was nothing like the pictures she saw or had on her phone. She looked around the room, I suppose, trying to find something good and not wanting to complain; how admirable of her.

Seeing the dejected look on her face, I decided to take her out of her misery and offer to find her a much more suitable and better place. I leave the apartment to go make a phone call to have a housekeeper go clean one of my apartments in the heart of the city and also to make Sure that She got a full refund for the booking. I also had one of my subordinates leave the manager with a bloody nose, but she doesn’t need to know that bit. I had to take a moment to recompose myself. I do not know this girl from anywhere, and I feel so protective over her. Maybe it's just an attraction. Let's see how far it goes.

I walk back into the disgusting rat hole of an apartment and say to her, “I found you a place in the heart of the city closer to everything and liveable.” It took less than a minute to grab her stuff and out the door. She’s funny. I like being in her presence. Her energy goes well with mine. Almost completely taming the beast inside. I think to myself, this is definitely a first for me as well as new to me. I want to protect her and watch Over her and kiss those gorgeous full lips on her. I want to watch them swell from my own assault.