Chapter 1

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"euijin, are we seriously bringing this up?" minho sighed

as he plastered a disappointed face to euijin.

his hands ghosted the sides of her hips,

not moving as he awaited for her response.

on the other hand, euijin nervously kneeled across him,

motionless.

she studied his expression,

and it was more than obvious that he was dismayed with what she said.

his eyebrows were knitted and his eyes were narrowed.

minho was clearly getting more and more impatient,

and she didn't want that.

she always feared of getting him dissappointed,

but why?

because he may grew tired of her,

and her body.

she breathed deeply before uttering;

"...i'm sorry." she softly spoke,

and with that, she tilted her head,

letting him leave purple marks across her beautiful neck.

her skin was like a clear canvas,

waiting to be painted by minho and only him.

he pleasured her as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

he made her feel something so surreal and so good.

he was so addicting that euijin couldn't seem to get just enough.

minho is like an abusive drug.

she got a little bit of him,

and now she can't stop.

but who knows what the future holds?

would she still be longing for his touch?

would everything stay the same?

would their relationship progress?

or will everything vanish as if it never happened?

so many questions,

but there were never answers.

euijin quietly breathed out,

biting her lips as she shivered at the feeling if minho's hot breathes on her neck.

everything was dark,

only the moon and the stars lit up the room.

euijin looked up to the ceiling,

closing her eyes as she fights a tear from falling down.

she was silently fighting the urge to stop everything,

and inevitably destroy herelf.

i just hope we're not going to regret this sooner, minho.


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