Min-ji storms in, she walks with a commanding presence that exudes confidence, strength, and unwavering authority, her purposeful strides echoing through the space.
Her eyes burn with intensity, her jaw set in determination.
She grasps the handle of the door, turning it slowly, and pushes the door open with her shoulder, her cat-like eyes gleaming as she scans the threshold.
She fumes with anger as she sees Yoon-Jae on the bed with a random woman, his arm wrapped tightly around her bare waist, naked and tangled.
Min-ji screams, her voice fractures the silence.
"W-WHAT THE HELL!"
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!"
Yoon-Jae blinks awake. Panic flashes across his face.
His eyes widen in terror, and his face becomes pale like snow.
Min-Ji eyes twist in rage, red with fury, and her eyes blaze like fire.
She strides to Yoon-Jae's bed, grabs the arm of the random lady violently, jerking her out of the bed as she tumbles to the floor in a tangled mess of sheets and blankets.
Min-Ji screams, her words are ice and threat.
"Get out. Now or I'll make you."
The woman runs out of the room in terrified.
Min-ji turnd to Yoon-Jae, her eyes knife sharp.
"Explain?"
Yoon-Jae stumbles to his feet, shirtless the sheet around his waist.
"Mom, actually, I got drunk and carried her to my bed and slept with her."
Min-Ji laughs once, a low and humourless sound. Her hand snaps, and she smashes a vase on Yoon-Jae's head. Glass rains. Yoon-Jae staggers, feeling the blood dripping from his temple.
"Sex?"
" You slept with a maid? Couldn't you aim higher? Since you enjoy sleeping with lowlifes, explain how yesterday went for you?"
Yoon-Jae gapes.
" I said I'm sorry. What more do you want?"
Min-Ji flicks her fingers,
"From now on don't call me 'Mom'. Call Kang Min-Ji understood?"
Yoon-Jae bristles, a smirks trying to form
"So this how we play it? I have no time for your—"
Min-ji doesn't give him a chance.
"You act like a spoiled step-son beecause you are one. Take a page from Yoon-Seok even if he has cut ties, your father still watches him. He almost got the property. I poured blood into this plan to get us where we are and you won't ruin it. "
Yoon-Jae ruffles his hair, collapsing back into the cushions.
"Fine. I'll convince Dad I can be the heir. Happy?"
Min-Ji's smile is cold and dangerous.
"Good. Because Yoon-seok isn't what he pretends to be. The gentle act? A mask. He is more ruthless than I am. He will come for what he believes is his. I made him a weapon. The person who tames that weapon if there is one, hasn't shown up yet"
Yoon-Jae eyes narrow.
"How did you make him that way?"
Min-Ji's voice drops to a whisper.
"I gave him a reason to be. And when time comes, he will either break or burn the world trying. For now impress your father. Play the part. Leave the rest to me."
She steps back into the doorway. Yoon-Jae watches her go stunned and wary.