Chapter 81
Seoul, Korea
Fashion Square – Outside Loft 33
“You are ridiculous,” Lula said, getting out of the car.
She had been silent long enough.
“You don’t honestly think that they won’t notice you literally color coordinated their movie premier red carpet to that of our client’s outfit?” she asked.
Kita looked at her. “I did no such thing. Seon Rain is not wearing navy, she is wearing Prussian blue, antique gold, and bronze from what I understand.”
Why Lula was bothering, she didn’t know. Her big brother was being overly irritating lately, and no matter what she did or how she tried to bring it up, he had well thought-out counters prepared.
Lula hated that about him, an annoying trait he got from their mother, but was envious of that inconvenient at the moment skill he possessed as well.
“Are you going to do something stupid tonight?” she asked at length.
It was a losing battle, one she just wanted a head’s up for if possible.
Kita cocked an eyebrow. “Whatever do you mean?”
“Oh I don’t know. Are you going to shoot someone for looking at our client wrong?” she offered.
Kita snorted. “Unlike you, I am not short tempered and do not glare and long to shoot first and hide a body later when it comes to someone getting in the vicinity of the client. The stories William told us,” he informed her with a smirk. “You should be simply ashamed of yourself, Little Sister.”
Lula glared at him. “I hope Rain accidentally hits you in the balls again,” she said, pushing past him and headed into the building.
“The day is still young,” Kita agreed, following her.
Inside the loft they found Lucien sitting on a worktable wearing a new three piece black on black suit with a black bow tie and vest, his attention on Will as he admired the new suit he was wearing in the mirrors.
Will wore a Prussian blue silk jacket with black lapels and antique gold and bronze embroidery on the sleeves, and black slacks. The matching Prussian blue silk slim fit dress shirt, and black skinny tie and vest was a drastic change from his usual hoodies and colorful pajama pants.
“What in the hell did to you do to your hair?” Lula asked, stopping in the doorway.
Will looked over at her and smiled wide. “What, you don’t like it?”
Lucien chuckled.
While Lula and Kita were finalizing security needs, the others were treated to an impromptu spa day. Lucien’s manicured nails and clean shaven face was proof that it was a group outing that they didn’t have to go out for.
Will’s shaggy, medium brown hair was trimmed and styled, and was now platinum white and silver, shaved around the sides and longer on top in an a-symmetrical cut that was very Japanese in style. The roots were navy on the top and blended down into the platinum and silver.
“Please tell me you didn’t do something weird like this to Myo Mi-Sun’s hair,” Lula groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose.
Lucien shook his head. “No, she just laughed and had fun watching them get their hair and nails done. Compared to Will and Dae-Ho, she was a walk in the park for the stylists. They’re finishing up her hair and makeup now,” he said, motioning towards the private suite that the doors were closed on. “Dae-Ho is overseeing the progress. Security concerns addressed?”
Lula joined him at the worktable, her eyes flickering to the man checking himself out in the mirrors; she hated to admit how sexy Will looked in the custom tailored suit and new haircut. “Yes, but I think I figured out what Kitty’s problem is.”
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