-DARK ROMANCE 🔞-
It all started with an arranged marriage.
"Don't look at me like that sparkles, you may fall in love" he said in his deep voice looking into her eyes while biting his lower lips.
wiping tears she smiled at that and started move t...
"Aah fuck" I moaned out as I stretched my hands and cracked my neck.
Standing up, I fixed my back and packed all the stuff on table, my paint brushes and paints.
Lastly, I looked at the picture I painted on.
Taehyung.
I created a stilled vision of him, when we met on court to sign marriage papers.
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(A/N: The art doesn't belong to me. Credit goes to the original owner)
Don't ask me why I did it cause I just felt like it. Who wouldn't wanna capture a beauty like him in a canvas.
I caressed page were I painted him. The amount of colour didn't do justice to his unreal features.
Sighing I skillfully skipped the pages back and saw my old drawing.
I bite my lips as I caressed the drawing of a person.
Each line, each shade everything was really detailed that looked too real. I smiled remembering how I worked my ass off to draw the person to this neatly.
It sure took time but it was worth it.
The person was staring back at me with bright silvery eyeswhich resembles my own.
My dada.
My real father.
He looked so young and powerful. Ofcourse he was. Mom sure had great taste.
I giggled at the thought and skipped pages back more while laying down on floor.
My phone rang indicating the timer I set.
Right. Fucking reality.
Closing the precious book of mine I kept it on drawer and walked out to get to my motorbike.
Well it's the party day. Officially letting the world known how the young heir of Kim got married .......... to a Yoon. Not exactly an yoon. I would rather go to a church like one of those goodie girl then bieng an Yoon.
I was an son and I lived up to it.
So the party, according to Taehyung I need to be there in exact time which he implied before walking out.
He wasn't an man with patience. He gets what he wants or he make sure he gets as he has his own way. He dominate others. It was so evident for me and THAT turns me on. His dominance, his Aurora turns me on.
With that Greek like body I'm sure men and women throw themselves to him. Oh last night I remember those light Mark's on him which I wanted to replace.
I don't mind bending for him but that's not me. I don't beg. Naaaah honey. It ain't my thing. In fact I make sure the person opposite to me begs for it, weather it's for pleasure or life.
