ABHORRENCE

~삼십이~

Many times, in life, we meet someone we don't know very well or have little acquaintance with, yet we nevertheless feel a connection with them. It might be reviled at times, but it can also be admired and lustful at times.

The urge to be near to that person, to experience a wonderful and undiscovered degree of closeness with them, and to live in a universe made up of only the two of them. Love is a transient insanity. It explodes and then diminishes, much like volcanoes. And after it has subsided, you must decide. You must determine whether your roots have become so intertwined that it is impossible for you to separate. Lusts are the cords that Satan uses to bound mankind, and our burning trials are God's messengers sent to break these bindings. Lust is the most terrible of the seven deadly sins.

Jisoo and Taehyung were not bound or drawn to one other by love; it was all need and craving. Jisoo emerged from her room after a nice shower, her thoughts returning to the incident that occurred earlier that afternoon.

Taehyung hurriedly checked to make sure no one was exiting via the door, then drew Jisoo closer to him and murmured in her ear,

"Are you distracted, princess?"

In the presence of Taehyung, Jisoo couldn't help but shudder. No guy has ever been able to make her shudder simply by touching her. For God's sake, she was a mafia princess. But there was something about this man that made her weak in the knees. She slept with Jinyoung several times and loved it as well, but everything about that sex was just till bedtime. Jisoo would no longer worry about it once he was out of bed. But the kiss she experienced with Taehyung that night was still causing her restless nights. She would occasionally awaken from her sleep due to hallucinations that were difficult to articulate.

Taehyung grinned as he looked at Jisoo's body, which was shivering yet relaxed as a result of his touch. This woman captivated his attention in the same way as reeds occupy the sea. Taehyung's weak point was her body heat, fragrance, and touch, especially her lips. Every time he was busy fucking another lady, jisoo would enter his head and capture it. He knew it was dangerous and, in many ways, wrong, but he still wanted her, badly needed her.

Taehyung's hand began to slide from Jisoo's waist to her hips, and Jisoo's eyes began to close, leaning more and more towards him. It caught Taehyung off guard, and he drew her closer to him until her perked-up nipples were brushing his chest through his shirt. He attempted to remain calm, but his self-control was dwindling. He bent down, kissed Jisoo on her earlobe, and began allowing her aroma to fill his senses by moving his tongue from her ear to her throat. Jisoo let out little whimpers and groans as her palm clutched Taehyung's shoulder. It was enough to make Taehyung wet his trousers. The blood began to rush towards his dick, and he became excited.

"Does this still happen to be how wounds are treated nowadays?"

This jolted Jisoo out of her bubble, and she shoved Taehyung before straightening her back. She cleared her throat and spoke without looking Taehyung in the eyes.

"Um, I'll bring some first aid supplies from my car."

But before she could go, Taehyung drew her back by her waist, twisted her around so she was crushed against the car's bonnet, and kissed her. Just like the last time, the kiss was harsh and deep. Jisoo was taken aback and tried to push him away, but her self-control eventually gave way. She closed her eyes and allowed Taehyung to take the lead in the kiss, immersing herself in it. Taehyung slid his tongue over Jisoo's lip, biting it firmly, and began probing her mouth with his tongue.