Two Can Play That Game

Chapter Twenty-Four

Kivana Stewart

I watched as my phone vibrated and folded my arms. Lucy stuck to her word and the article was released six hours later. Byungs affair was trending for the last twenty-four hours. I continued packing my luggage before my phone ranged again. This time it was my mother.

"What is it?" I asked placing my phone on speaker.

"Kivana have you seen the blogs?" She asked.

"Yep, is that all?" I asked.

"I think You and Byung should work it out. Kiara is deeply sorry...and I'm sure if you apologize to him about your affair things could go back to what they use to be." She said.

I looked at the phone and couldn't believe my god damn ears.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" I asked.

"What did you say?" She asked taken back.

"I said are.you.out.of.your. Fucking mind? You want me to apologize for how I reacted to him fucking my sister? " I asked in a chuckle.

"Listen little girl I am your mother-"

"Barely, if your head wasn't so far up Kiara's ass you would see how she is wrong. Don't contact me until you get some fucking sense." I said hanging up.

I placed my luggage on the floor before grabbing my duffle bag. I walked out of the room to see Kivan sitting on the sofa.

"You ready?" He asked.

"I am." I smiled.

We walked out of the air bnb and placed our luggage into the taxi. I looked at the streets of Korea and smiled.

"You gone miss it?" Kivan asked.

I'll miss Simon...

"Not one bit." I said.

The taxi ride was long, once we made it to the airport I noticed a lot of eyes on me. Kivan removed his baseball cap and placed it over my head.

"Ain't nobody gone try you while I'm right here." He said.

I smiled before he took my hand, we walked into the airport and as we were going through TSA we were stopped.

"Kivana and Kivan Stewart?"

"Yes? Is there a problem?" I asked.

"What's going on?" Kivan asked.

"Come with me." He said.

Kivan and I looked at one another before following him. When airport security pulls you from TSA it's never a good sign.

We followed him for what felt like forever. We were now outside on a private runway with nothing but a jet.

"What is going on?" I asked annoyed.

The door opened and he stood at the end of the entrance.

"You may board, and you can leave your luggage." He said.