A terminally ill woman finds herself at the breaking point, and wishes for the end of the world. In answer, a mysterious man who acts as a messenger of doom between God and humans appears at her door.
This is basically the plot of the K-drama series...
(A/N: ya'll here's the second part of the epilogue hehehe don't expect me to end a book without adding a lil' smut moment when i marked this book as "mature" and there wasn't any spice the whole time rip
and i know none of y'all need this *i think* if you decided to continue reading this part of the author's note, but of course here's a warning: this chapter contains sexual content and pls i'm not good at this so BEAR WITH THE CRINGE BAES IM SORRY IN ADVANCE
enjoy the ride HAHAHA)
Taylor's POV
I didn't even waste a second rushing forward to crash my lips onto his. His lips were so inviting that he caught up with it quickly. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his hands snaked around my thigh, hinting that he'd lift me up.
I hopped up with him catching me, not breaking the kiss that we were hungrily sharing. The kiss was getting sloppy, but I didn't care anymore at this point.
I just wanted him.
He slowly walked us towards the bed that was surrounded by the rose petals I showered it with. I landed softly as my back met the white soft sheets.
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He broke the kiss, trying to catch both of our breaths. He kept his eyes on mine, piercing through my entire body right before he took off his white t-shirt and threw it to the floor.
His pack, oh god.
"Someone's staring." He smirked playfully, causing my face to grow red. With a small chuckle he brought his lips to meet mine again. He trailed his kisses bit by bit from my lips to my jaw, upto my neck. He planted it on a certain spot that made me gasp from the sensitive sensation I felt.
I felt him smile for a moment before he continued on. He kissed me on the collarbone, kissing it with urgency and grazing his teeth on its surface. I bit my lip from his actions, as he traced his lips up to my cleavage.
His arm went up behind me while the other caressed my curves. He unclasped my bra and was about to grab the strap to pull it away. The looseness of it made me become conscious in an instant, making me use my hands to cover both of my breasts. Harry looked up at me with a soft gaze in his eyes, which I then avoided from my bashfulness.
"Taylor, darling if you're uncomfortable with this, we can stop if you want. Just tell me, and I'll listen."
But I don't want this to stop.
Hesitantly, I carefully put my hands away and put them on the bed, gripping the sheets tightly, nervous of what he would say. I looked up at him, pursing my lips before speaking. "I don't want to stop this. It's just that you're gorgeous and I'm-"
