Her Tempestuous Villain

Chapter 37 - A Quiet Life

It took Sunye her entire willpower to keep her temper under control. Usually, she was quite affable and emotionless when it came to dealing with people to the point that a lot of her colleagues thought she was a cold hearted person.

In many ways, she was. Unresponsive, aloof and non-intrusive were her traits because she believed that as long as something was not vital to her cases, she would ignore it. Which is why she blocked away everyone else in her mind, only caring about her own business. Not that she had much business to attend to in her free time.

SD, however, was an exception.

Her temper rose every time she thought about that man. She cursed the day of her law school graduation. Why did she end up meeting the wolf in sheep's clothing?

And seeing herself in the mirror only made her blood boil even more.

"Fuck that guy!" she cursed. He had sent her the skimpy clothes and to her horror, she looked like some sort of kinky role player in a sultry school uniform! Wherever he was taking her, was not going to be a pleasant place to go and she regretted taking his help.

But even SD had some rules for himself which he surprisingly followed. He claimed that he was open to requests from all sorts of clients, shady or not but he refused to trade information on any minors.

Moreover, Sunye had heard a rumor once that someone once hired him to keep an eye on a woman. The client who put in the request was a stalker who wanted to make sure the woman was not seeing anyone, leaving him to pursue her against her wishes.

SD seemingly did as he was told but then the woman went to the police station and filed a complaint against the client after an anonymous tip about his harassment. She gave the evidence of how the man had taken inappropriate pictures of hers and also possessed videos of her in the shower. The police arrested the man and he was convicted. Sunye had heard from the other lawyers that the information broker the man had hired, returned the money to his account.

When Sunye asked SD about his involvement, he simply shrugged and replied, "Just because there's some ice in hell doesn't mean the fire isn't gonna burn ya."

I would definitely set him up on fire but he'd probably turn it into a perverted fantasy, she thought in disgust. The crop top he got for her was too short. It barely covered her chest and left her flat stomach wide open. The skirt was also tiny and she wanted to wince. Her embarrassment was increasing and she wanted to bury SD alive into the ground for making her wear such cheap clothes!

Her doorbell rang but she did not bother to open it. She knew very well that no doors in the world would keep SD away and just like she predicted, he was tying in her passcode to enter her house.

"Sunye!" he called out in his annoying singsong tone as he shamelessly strode into her living room. "Your knight in shining armor is here!"

"You're more like the Wicked Witch of the West!" he heard her yelling from her bedroom. "Don't you dare enter my room!"

"I'd rather enter your bed but if you say so!"

She threw a series of unladylike curses at him but he sat on her couch. Crossing his legs in an elegant manner, he was patiently waiting for her while trying to imagine her look of embarrassment once she put on the clothes he sent her. He was not particularly happy about making her wear those but the man they were about to meet that night was inclined towards sexy women.

And it was vital for them to distract him so that SD could fulfill his mission.

He took out an envelope from his pocket and read its contents. It was the same paper he had collected from President RIhan's office. The document in it gave details on a gold trade route which was being used to fund the Company. The gold was sourced via the mafia through the north eastern routes. The head of the mafia, Cho Kibum, held the information on the suppliers who were involved in the illegal gold trade and somewhere in that mansion, he held the list.

To get that list, SD needed a muse. And Sunye was the perfect person to lead him there.

He heard the bedroom door open and close. Sunye was nervously walking towards him, pulling her shirt and skirt down as much as she could. It was too revealing for her, exposing her porcelain like skin. She let her hair loose in an attempt to cover her back as much as possible.

To her horror, he was wearing completely normal clothes! He looked dapper in his plain black shirt with the first button undone and he matched it with a pair of black pants. Unlike his daytime properly combed and prim persona, he was more casual with messy hair with bangs which reached till his eye brows, highlighting his striking blue eyes. The first time Sunye had met SD, she actually thought he was breathtakingly handsome.

Her opinion changed the very next day though. SD smirked at the deathly glares she threw at him.

"You really wanna kill me don't ya?" he grinned.

Before she could reply, he suddenly stood up and moved towards her. Sunye was confused when he came to stand in front of her. He was not that close to her but for some reason, she found it hard to breathe whenever he was around her.

"Your collar is undone," he said, fixing her collar. He was careful not to touch her skin but she squirmed a little when she felt his hands fixing her collar. Once he fixed it, SD stepped back to continue grinning at her. He knew how much his smirks irritated her and it was fun to see her boiling in anger like an angry tigress.

"I. Hate. You," she said, enunciating every word.

"I. Know," he said, mimicking her. "Now, let's get going!"

Sunye groaned and put on the jacket she was holding before following him out. They stepped on tot he elevator where she asked, "So what are we going to-"

"Not here, hun," SD warned. He was looking at something above his head and Sunye followed his gaze towards the CCTV camera.

"Why are you looking at that?" she frowned in confusion.

"In my business, we never discuss stuff in a place where it can be recorded," he murmured. "Never leave evidence. That's the rule."

Oh, Sunye realized. She briefly glanced at him. He was now looking straight ahead, still looking smug and haughty. The man may seem carefree and sadistic but Sunye also pitied him a little. For every second of his life, he had to stay on the lookout for enemies and threats. Why he chose such a fate for himself was beyond her comprehension.

"Are you pitying me, Ms. Lawyer?" he asked, reading her mind.

"Yes," Sunye said in a flat tone. "I'd hate to have a life like yours."

He did not look at her when he replied, "And I'd hate to live a life like yours. It's too quiet."

Sunye pursed her lips and once the elevator reached the ground floor, she quickly walked out of the lift and headed for the exit. SD wordlessly brushed past her to bring his car while she waited for him.

As she stood on the steps of her building's entrance, she pondered on his words and surprisingly, she was not angry at him for it.

After all, she also hated her quiet life.