Chapter 2

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The night sky displayed thousands of stars and the waning moon.
The room adjacent to the balcony was filled with the sounds of punching a punching bag and heavy breath of the doer.
Jinyoung had started punching the bag nearly an hour ago. He was exhausted but still could bear the fatigue.
The sweat was forming on his upper body and his short-sleeved top was sticked to his upper body due to sweat, and his lower body was in the shorts.
Punching was a good way of killing time for him and the physical exhaustion increased his rate of pain tolerance.
After another more fifteen minutes, he stopped and grabbed the water bottle nearby.
He was swelled with the physical satisfaction after resting for a while.
Jinyoung was not the type who cared about his body very much but he liked having a fit and healthy body.
He would play gym in his PE classes but punching was the main exercise he took at home.
His heavy breath became calm down slowly and his former sweat cooled him a little.
The mirror nearby reflected Jinyoung's fit muscles, sweaty body and beautiful face. Overall, no one would be able to deny that Jinyoung was handsome, beautiful and sexy. But he produced cool vibe, and the combination of these looks of his had tons of people fallen for him.
Jinyoung liked being alone and barely had friends.
When he was young, he had lots of friends, but as he grew older, he became to prefer being alone.
People who approched him were mostly due to his apperance and avoiding them, he had become known as a cold prince.
Jinyoung did not want people to consider him as arrogant but what could he do?
Not letting anyone get close to him because he knew it was only because of his look, even if 'arrogant' was not the word for him, at least, 'cold and distant' became the typical character most of the people regarded as his.

As soon as Mark's back touched the bed and he lied down, the image of Park Jinyoung popped in his head.
Mark must admit that that guy was a beauty piece and was excited to start his game.
A smirk formed on his lips.
Cold prince or whatever, he was going to make that beautiful guy fall for him.
This bet was not just for prize but his pride.
He never would let his pride as a hot playboy down.
Park Jinyoung, let's wait and see how far you would be able to resist me.
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