#Gaya is sooooo much more comfortable and natural and at ease near Mari

[hymnoire]

A loud laughter escapes from Gaya's lips as making fun of Lee Soyoung together with Mari will always be one of her favorite passtimes. Seven families are known to be the most powerful in Seoul, all at the head of the largest corporations in the country : the Kangs, the Yoons, the Lees, the Ahns, the Chois, the Parks and finally, the Kyuns. The history of rivalry and passionnate hatred between the Lees and the Kangs are well known by now. "Hold on." Gaya speaks, her gaze up from the pages of her Dispatch magazine, the latter falling down the bed wide open, a disgusted facial expression on the heiress features. "Your father's fucking Soyoung's sister? God. Gross. Gross. Gross. Gross." Adds Gaya with her usual disdainful tone. "Well Gross due to the Lee girl, not about your father, Obviously. The man has always been such an handsome one, especially since he entered Silver Fox era. Sometimes I regret not having a daddy phase - though let's face it, I wouldn't make a very obedient baby girl." Of course Gaya is teasing knowing Mari will complain or throw something at her in disgust for fantasizing about her father, a discreet smirk on her lips - not really, it's just a joke. A fond smile then occupies the heiress lips, hearing that only her - and definitly Not Soyoung - could be chosen as Mari's maid of honor. Truth be told, when younger, Gaya would have never guessed she would one day become close enough to someone to be considered a best friend, and even less a maid of honor. Even though Bellamy and her resent each other with a burning passion, Gaya will always be thankful to him for bringing Mari into their lives. The compliment about her dress makes her rise from her lounging. "Oh yeah? Do you like it?" Pressing her hands on her own chest and then one resting over her hip, there is a little posing to showcase the magnificence of her Yves Saint Laurent , especially made for her, gifted by the brand. It is known that Kang Gaya has an impeccable taste when it comes to the dresses and lady suits that embody her natural and timeless elegant style. "You are damn right, the entire country I'm trying to have falling under my charms for me to control it better." Even if her smirk is a little mix of amused and playful, they both know it isn't no joke, not at all, to control the entire country is a plan she knows will be successful when the time is right : soon. As for breaking actual hearts, will she ? It is no secret to the entire family that Gaya is the only one left with no companion, no fiancés. It always has been a choice of the heiress, not wanting to share her life with someone just out of duties of being a Kang - it isn't always easy to defend herself on the matter as eyes are constantly on her. They will be even more at Mari's wedding, for coming alone. A sigh escapes.

"Obviously. Uncle and Bellamy, not only are conservative assholes, they clearly have added the rule to humiliate me." Gaya speaks, shaking her head slowly in what seems to be annoyance and yet, without being so surprised. This side of the family besides being cordial to her, wants nothing but to prove she shouldn't be considered the heiress of her father. "They expect me to show on my own to expose the fact I cannot offer anything stable to the Kang's name such as a husband and children. Unlike both Bellamy and perfect Seraphina. Even Aeri has a fiancée, come on." Gaya is walking around the room then, thinking, pacing, her arms crossed. Her romantic and sexual life is quite an unexpected and socially inappropriate melting pot : fake boyfriends, multiple sex partners from parties at the Red Lion on saturdays and well, women. "I have two or three fake boyfriends I can invite but I already pretended to have broken up with these ones. That would be too out of character of me to take these men back." Her thinking continues, this time her fingertip resting against her chin. "Is there anybody I can borrow from your circles? Tall sexy and silent from a good family? I promise I won't traumatize him. Or you know..." A mischievious smile on her lips. "Not voluntarily."