"You want me to be an underdog?" Logan asked. "I want you to pretend to be one for the sake of Nova Wings Jets," Kim Taeyang explained. "I know my executive board, they won't welcome you with open arms if I announced to them that you're going to be the CEO of Nova Wings. You must lay low and operate from behind the scenes."Those were the words Kim Taeyang told Logan before they arrived in Seoul. Logan had prepared himself to face the worse but being hit in the face was out of line. If there was one thing Logan had grown to hate was being slapped. "How dare you? Just who do you think you are to talk to me that way, huh?" The manger who slapped him barked. Kim Taeyang stood up sharply. "Ken, what's the meaning of that? Why would you slap Logan in my presence?"Ken turned to Kim Taeyang and bowed respectfully. "Forgive me, Mr Taeyang, this filthy rat insulted me."Logan faced Kim Taeyang. "He wants me to buy him ice tea downstairs, I told him to go get it himself. He got offended a

Kim Taeyang's call came through to Logan when he was done for the day at the office. "Hello, Mr Kim?""Logan, what is this I am hearing? You got a client for two private?"Logan smirked. "That is correct, Mr Kim. The Houston family would be over to make their have a view of their son's jet."Kim Taeyang was speechless. "How did you do it? It's barely twenty-four hours yet.""I told you I'd sell ten private jets. This is only the beginning. Watch me, Mr Kim.""The Houston family are a very influential family in the USA," Kim Taeyang said. "Are you friends with them?""No sir," Logan laughed. "I simply made my research and I discovered that the Houston family don't own a private jet but they do fly around a lot. I also learnt their eldest son who just got married is going to celebrate his birthday this coming weekend."Logan paused. "So I called up Mr Kennedy, head of the Houston family and I convinced him to buy a private jet to gift his son.""You convinced Mr Kennedy?" Kim Taeyang a

The emergency sirens wailed in the distance, speeding towards Nova Wings. Kim Taeyang's mercedes Benz CLE coupe pulled up outside the crowded building. A cloud of dark smoke and fire billowed from one of the top office. The firefighters were doing all they could to stop the fire from spreading. Kim Taeyang's heart raced as he imagined the worse. The management board rushed to him when he stepped out of the car. "What's the situation?" Kim Taeyang demanded, his face as white as chalk. "Everyone is fine. We managed to evacuate all the workers out of the building before the firefighters arrived," Ms Park reported. "What about Logan?" Kim Taeyang asked urgently. A long pause. All heads looked away sadly from Kim Taeyang. Kim Taeyang's heart pounded in his chest. "No, don't tell me—""I'm sorry, Mr Taeyang," Mr Choi said. "The explosion blew up in Logan's office first and Logan was in there when it went off. I'm afraid he wouldn't make it."Kim Taeyang's knees felt weak. They gave

Flash lights. Logan stood shaking Kim Taeyang's hands with a big smile on his face. He was made CEO of Nova Wings. This was a big moment for him. Kim Taeyang made this a big event, inviting top businesses men to attend. "Congratulations, Logan," Kim Taeyang said to Logan. "You deserve this.""Thank you, Mr Kim," Logan said. "I won't disappoint you, I promise."As the event progressed, Logan was approached by Yuna. She was the only one amongst the Taeyang sisters who could attend the event. The other sisters couldn't make it. Logan didn't mind. He liked Yuna. "Congratulations, Logan," Yuna said, softly. "You're reaching for the stars. I'm glad to see you wining."Logan smiled. "I appreciate it, Yuna."Kim Taeyang kept Ken's plot a secret from everyone. Word had it that the managers were sacked but no details were revealed. Yuna had no idea what Logan had been through, and Logan wanted it to remain that way. Yuna reached out for Logan and held his hands. Logan watched her as

Logan saw a tall handsome man approaching the receptionist counter. He was a hunk of beef, with short blonde hair, a double chin, hairy broad chest and that charming looks women dig for in musicians. "Travis," Yuna said, looking uneasily as he approached her. "What are you doing here?""You seemed to forget the director to your movie is close friends with my father. I got a nice info, you'll be shooting a scene in Dubai. I arrived yesterday, hoping to run into you."Logan stared at Yuna. Her cheerful looks had disappeared, replaced by anger and hate. "Travis, I don't appreciate you snooping into my business," she said, her voice hard. "It's creepy. I thought I made it clear to you, I'm no longer interested."Logan spoke up, "Yuna, who's he?"Yuna forced a smile. "Oh, this is Travis. He and I used to... How do I put it... We used to date.""He's your ex?" Logan asked. Yuna looked away. "Yes."Logan's face darkened. "I see."Travis frowned at Yuna. "Yuna, I'm hearing things. Is it