Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

DOCTOR DEMON IS OUT NOW     

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The room was illuminated with several fairy lights which hung from the ceiling, shining like fireflies. In front of her lay a narrow path made of petals from daffodils with battery lit candles bordering the route. The path led to a poolside ahead.      

She followed the path to the pool to find an archway decorated with green and pink vines, tangled into large semi circles, giving the feel of an enchanted forest. There were tiny lights hidden in them, adding a magical touch to the scene. Gayoon was awestruck at the detailed decor as she passed by, her long silver dress flowing behind her.     

At the end of the archway was a table adorned with wine and fine food along with a small basket which had something shiny sitting on top of it.     

Minho stood next to it, wearing a dapper blue suit and white shirt without a tie. His hair was back brushed and he looked ethereal like a prince who was waiting for her. Gayoon blushed hard as she realized that this was no ordinary dinner but something more.     

Is he...     

The moment Minho saw her, he felt as if he had stopped breathing. With her long silky hair loosely swaying in the gentle breeze and the silver gown which complemented her perfectly, Gayoon looked like a pure fairy who had descended to the Earth just for him. Every time he thought that she could not look any more beautiful, he had been proven wrong. Seeing her soft smile made him a little nervous but he was too stunned to care about anything else at that moment.     

Gayoon wanted to jump into his arms but restrained herself with great difficulty. Instead, she took slow, agonizing steps towards him which felt like an eternity.      

Finally, she stood in front of him, blushing like a shy bride.     

"Looks like someone prepared an elaborate surprise!" she joked.     

Minho smirked and held out his hand. "Will Ms. Detective have a romantic dinner with me tonight?" he winked.     

"I guess I can spare some time for you Mr. Money Lover!" she laughed and took his hand.     

He led her to the table and sat her down. Gayoon was not really hungry but eager to know what he was planning.      

Is he going to… she thought with a blush. Is it in this basket?      

She peeked at the basket which was right next to her. There was a small box in it with a shiny pink ribbon. Is it in there?     

"What are you looking at?" Minho asked with a frown.     

"Nothing!" she claimed. He smiled and took off the cover from the food tray in front of them. He had ordered an elaborate set of Italian dishes but Gayoon was not interested in them. Her eyes flickered to the basket every now and then.     

"You're not eating," Minho observed. "Is it not good?"     

"It's great!" Gayoon said, scooping some food into her mouth. "Delicious. The chef is really good!"     

She rambled on but was very nervous. Her eyes kept darting towards the box where the ring was and she could not wait for him to pop the question.     

Is he delaying on purpose to torment me? She bemoaned.     

Minho, on the other hand, pretended to be completely oblivious. He enjoyed seeing her so anxious and had put the basket in front of her on purpose to see her reaction. Pleased to see her eager reaction, he decided to carry out the rest of his plan.     

I'll tease her for a little longer, he smirked.     

They finished their dinner with Minho making small talk on his latest investments. Gayoon only half listened, still staring at the box.      

Open it! She screamed. Open it and ask!     

The tension was killing her and she wanted to straight up demand him to ask her 'that question' but she would feel like a thug if she did that.     

Finally, they were done with dinner and Minho took a deep breath. Gayoon stiffened in anticipation as he took out the box and held it in his hands.     

"Gayoon…" he began. "I have something for you."     

"Okay…" she said, her heart beating hard. He slowly opened the box and she glimpsed at something sparkly inside.     

"Do you like this locket?" Minho asked. "I got it for Jina's birthday. I know she's too young to wear it but it has a silver teddy pendant!"     

Gayoon stared at the bear pendant he flashed in front of her. That was it? The box had a dumb bear?     

"It's nice," she said with a smile, cursing herself for being so stupid. Why did I expect a ring? She wondered. Of course it'll be something for Jina's birthday!     

She felt really guilty for expecting too much. The elaborate decoration fooled her and she wanted to bury herself somewhere.      

"Are you okay?" Minho frowned.      

"I'm fine!" she assured him with a smile. "I'm just a little tired. We're staying here tonight?"     

"Yeah," Minho said. "There's nightgown in the bedroom-"     

Without a word, Gayoon dashed off. Minho sat there, sighing loudly.     

"This is fun," he grinned.      

….     

Gayoon slumped out of the bathroom, wearing a nightgown which she found folded on the bed. Minho had planned such a nice surprise and yet, she could not enjoy it the way he wanted.      

Why did she expect him to propose to her? Yes, their relationship was serious but what if it was just in her eyes? Was he ever going to marry her?     

We haven't even talked about all that, she realized. She then quickly shook her head.     

"What had gotten into my head?" she wondered. "Why did I expect him to propose? He said it was just a dinner!"     

I'm gonna stop reading all romantic novels from now on, she swore. She had already washed up and stood in front of the mirror, pouting. Just a few hours ago, she was worried about the night and now that it was finally over, she felt even more dejected.     

The door opened and Minho entered the room. Gayoon was so lost in her thoughts that when he hugged her from the back, she yelped.     

"What in the-" she almost yelled in shock but his arms had her locked in place.      

He had already taken off his coat and was more relaxed now. Gayoon felt his lips on her neck, gently pecking her while his left arm was playing with her fingers.     

"What's on your mind, Jeon Gayoon?" he murmured into her ears.     

"Nothing," she lied.     

"Liar," he smiled. He held her chin and made her look into the mirror. She blushed as her eyes fell on their reflections tangled in that position.     

"Jeon Gayoon," he whispered into her ears. "Sorry for teasing you for so long. Enough playing around."     

Gayoon felt something cold pressing against her finger. She saw a small, sparkling gem in the mirror and gasped.     

"It was a strange journey," he whispered. "Sometimes fun, sometimes sad. But in this madness, we found things which truly matter to us. Our family."     

Gayoon did not say anything but was one the verge of tears.     

"Thank you for our beautiful daughter," Minho murmured, his deep voice touching her soul. "Thank you for piecing back my family. And most importantly…"     

He kissed her neck again. "Thank you for falling in love with me," he whispered. "I can't imagine my life without you anymore."     

"Jeon Gayoon," he stressed, smiling at their reflections. Gayoon was now openly crying but also smiling in happiness. Minho was hovering the flower ring around her ring finger but not putting it on her yet.     

"Will you marry me?" Minho finally asked.     

"Yes!" she exclaimed. "Yes! Always yes!"     

Instantly, he put the ring around her finger and clasped their hands together. Their hearts beat in unison as they stared at the ring on her delicate finger, shining brightly.     

"It's beautiful," she said, still weeping.     

"I'll be cheesy and say, not as beautiful as you," Minho winked. Gayoon turned around and placed a small peck on him. But he held her closer and deepened their kiss.     

"Now that a wedding is about to take place, we need to rehearse," Minho whispered.     

"Rehearse?" Gayoon echoed.     

"Yes," he said in a serious tone. "To make more babies. I want more daughters. Twins. Triplets. All daughters."     

"What if they're sons?" Gayoon asked.     

"No pocket money for them!" Minho declared. Gayoon was about to tell him off but was interrupted by more kisses.     

"Wait…" she gasped in between their kisses. "There's...one...more thing…"     

"What?" he mumbled against her lips.     

"You gotta take ahjusshi's permission," she reminded him.     

"Who cares about him?" Minho moaned.      

"You have to ask him otherwise I'll be sad!" she protested.     

"If he says, no, we'll run away to another country and get married!" Minho declared.     

"But there are many preparations!" Gayoon exclaimed. "The venue, food, guests and so much more-"     

"All will be taken care of!" Minho claimed. "All that's left is our wedding night rehearsal and your hubby is getting impatient!"     

Before Gayoon could speak, Minho carried her to bed, eager to 'rehearse' for the wedding night.