Rosa Dior is her name.
Wonho is his.
They both love each other, even though they both know it's wrong there's a clear attraction.
Will they be able to hold their hands off each other for a short period of time, or is that tension really that irre...
I was back on track, coming in and out of my office regularly, as mr. Wonho was attending the commerce department every now and then since he got a new brand deal on the line.
I didn't get to see him as often, which I'm not going to lie... it didn't build as much excitement inside as it used to... but he had a life of his own.
We'd occasionally get to travel outside of the country for other photo shoots that he'd rarely have.
Like this one time when we went to Paris, it was absolutely magical. The French wind was blowing through the Parisian sunset, creating feared shadows around every corner...
But I didn't fear anything, as long as he was accompanying me.
And I swear to god... when we kissed under the Eiffel tower's lights it was as if time stopped and I could physically feel his love embracing me.
Although that's the bare minimum compared to Italy... when we went to Milan, that night when we just so happened to share a hotel room.
That night... when he grabbed my chin as water was dripping down my face and steam was sneaking out of the bathroom and the towel hugging my body was fighting for its life to hang on to my naked body...
That night... when he closed his eyes, and stole my lips with a kiss as he gently picked me up while standing in front of him.
That night... he laid me down on his bed so cautiously and whispered in my ear..."close your eyes... because I can't take it anymore. At this point I'm craving you so much that..." he said when he started to unbutton his pants.
-"Screw the rule" was his last word before things got heated and the night swayed us away in moans and claps, mixed with lots of heavy breaths of course.
By Christmas time, we rented a cabin in the Swiss alps... and as hard as he went that night? And raw, on top of that... it amazes me that I didn't end up being pregnant.
It was gods will and miracle to go raw without birth control, and still end up without a baby in my uterus!
Either way, the months went by pretty quick, and so March is right around the corner where flowers where blooming and beautiful scents of all kinds where felt through most people's noses.
And I'll never forget February 24... the day I got a phone call from my latest appointment at the hospital.
The woman on the phone had confirmed my speculations, as to why my menstruation was so so late. She confirmed that I was indeed pregnant.
I hadn't told Wonho yet, but today was the day I finally told him, as I had an appointment, Friday 28th of February.
I was so excited, I even wore the outfit he gifted me for Valentine's Day
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It was quite expensive, but can you blame him? Always going his way out of this only to see me smile...
I sprayed on some "sí" on my body and clothing, but quickly rushed out of the house as I was a bit late to the hospital.
