Ji-Tae wasn't sure if he could be more hateful of Dan-Han than he already was. Whenever he thought about him, anger and pure hatred for him and everything pertaining to him was all he felt.
"I hate his guts!" He viciously declared as he chugged a glass of brandy down his throat.
The burning sensation of the alcohol against the wall of his throat as it coursed down didn't quench the frustration he was feeling. He poured himself another glass and gulped it down before lighting up a cigarette.
His fingers roughly worked on his tie as he yanked it. Everything on him was suffocating and he wanted nothing but to rip them off, same way he was going to rip Dan-Han into pieces.
He still couldn't believe Dan-Han could put him in a tight spot. He had found out his plan and had turned it against him.
I'm so sorry for the lack of updates for the last few days. I was feeling a drag with the story or rather in my head, hence why I stopped.
Secondly, there's been a huge flood in my country. Houses are being submerged in water and there are no roads to travel as they've all broken down. The state I live is one of the lowest state in the country, and it's almost submerged in water. I'm stuck with no way to travel out, and I can't even take the risk bcos I can't swim. I hope it gets better soon.