fog of vengeance | h. ran

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"We have arrived, Sir."

The driver informs as he hits the brake. Ran glances at the female who's still sleeping deeply. "Alright." He pushes her away slightly from him as Ran gets out of the car. "Um, Sir? How about Mrs?" Ran sneers at the female whose head is laying on the seat. This woman is such a heavy sleeper. Ran closes his door as he walks to Y/N's. "Woman, wake up." He shakes her gently. Instead of opening her eyes, Y/N yawns, stretching his arms and continues to sleep.

"This woman.." He mumbles before leaning closer. Ran places his one hand under her thighs and the other one on her back. The moment his hands touch her body, it sends a tingling sensation running through his blood. Ran gulps. He slowly lifts the female up, reaching for the door knob. She isn't as heavy as he expects her to be. Just nice. Just perfect.

By the moment he enters the house, her hands run up as she clutches on his chest. Ran looks down, raising his eyebrows in surprise. She is a weird woman. He ignores the moment she tightens her grip, and continues to bring her upstairs. Ran uses one hand to twist the door knob of her room and slightly pushes the door open with his leg.

Y/N moans as she hugs him. Doesn't know what this is, but that makes Ran smile a bit. Looking at her being so comfortable, it's cute. He gently places her on the bed, as he pulls up the blanket to warm up her body. He takes a moment to stare at her face. He swears he has been with so many women before but with her, it feels different. It makes him excited, nervous, calm even though fighting with her daily is a habit.

His hand is shaking.

Ran raises his hand up, placing it on the skin of her soft cheek. His breathing starts to get heavier as he bends down. His hand gently caresses her cheek, as he enjoys the texture of her skin. Until he takes his hand away from her and stands up. "Sleep well." He mumbles before heading to the exit. But his arm gets pulled back by a soft grip. He gasps under his breath, finding Y/N's holding his arm.

"I hate Haitani Ran so much."

She whispers. Ran's lips parted. He sits down next to her, slowly takes her hand off his arm. He smiles. "Even in your sleep you hate me." He stands up, making his way to the door. Ran closes it slowly until there's a click. He leans against the wall, eyes closed. His breath is uneven. Why is he like this? He's supposed to go rough on her. She was the one who took his freedom as an unmarried man. He could be with Kina Mihara if it wasn't for the L/N. Ran's thought is interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing.

"What is it?"

"Ran." Her voice speaks up.

It's Mihara.

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Y/N tightens up her neck tie before going downstairs. She has so many questions to ask that man. Y/N walks in the dining room, finding Haitani Ran just getting up from his seat. "Were you the one who carried me inside last night?" Ran wears the suit coat in his hand. "You are hallucinating things. You were the one who slept walking into the house last night. Y/N's jaw drops. Unbelievable. "Bull shit. I've never slept walking in my life."

"How do you know? It wasn't you who watched you sleep walking." Y/N clenches her jaw. "I shouldn't have talked to you in the morning in the first place." Y/N rolls her eyes as she takes a piece of toast with blueberry jam and eats it. Y/N rushes to the exit. "Why are you so rushing today? Who are you meeting?" Y/N chuckles as she slips on her loafers. "Not your concern." Before he can even speak back, Y/N shuts the door and makes her way to the car.