'How's this for attention?' He growled into my neck as he kissed me there. I could feel his free hand wandering over me. Touching my collarbones, then going down to my breasts, he softly stroked them and cupped them with his hand. It fitted perfectl...
On our way to the venue, Haneul told me some last-minute details.
There would be photographers and paparazzi at the entrance and Haneul would try and keep me away from them as much as possible. Not because he didn't want me to be seen, but because he understood that it would make me feel uncomfortable.
'And if someone starts asking you questions, just smile and walk away,' He had said.
It seemed simple enough.
When we arrived at the venue it was completely packed with people. Flashes were coming from every angle.
Haneul took my hand and looked me in the eyes.
He didn't have to say anything as I could read his eyes easily.
'We'll be okay. You will be okay. You've got this. We're together,'
I nodded and smiled.
"How hard could it be? Just walk over, get inside, and it'll be over," I thought to myself.
Haneul got out of the car and walked around it to open my door.
Instantly a swarm of photographers ran over to the car.
I took a deep breath before he opened the car door.
The flashes were almost dazzling, but I could feel Haneul's hand take hold of mine.
"Just focus on him," I told myself.
I got out and he took my arm, linking it with his.
A storm of shouts, questions and even more flashes came flooding.
I looked up at Haneul. He barely even reacted to it al.
He was just looking at me.
Smiling his sweet smile.
As if we were the only ones that existed in this world.
Together we started walking over to the entrance, ignoring everything and all around us.
I kept glancing up at him, unable to keep my eyes off of him.
Then, finally, we were inside.
I let out another sigh.
'Well done Little Daisy,' He said smiling at me.
'And now for the main course,' he said, opening the doors to the main grand ballroom.
The place was loaded with people, all of them looking elegant and well-dressed.
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Person after person Haneul greeted.
Some in English some in Korean.
Now and then people asked him about me.
'This is my girlfriend, Daisy Little,' He would say every time with a broad smile on his face.
And every time my heart would melt because of his words.
