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Amour éternel is a french word means endless love.
❝Love? Either it will destroy you and torn you from the inside and outside or make you insanely involve with someone that you will do everything stupid for them so, honey, I ain't an ea...
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Amelia's Pov
Tears are messing with my cheeks, I don't know why is it hurting me so much, he just forbade me not to touch his things without his permission, every person has their personal reasons they can't share that to anyone no matter how much they love her or him.
But still it hurts, I didn't mean to grab that diary of him, it was just very eye-catching and that's why I touched that, I didn't even flip any pages of that diary but still he scolded me.
"Alright, Am, don't cry over silly things-" I wipe my tears and get up from the floor. I was about to fall as my lower half is sore because of the sex last night. I quickly grab the table beside me and go near my closet to wear something.
Wearing a plain shirt and tight jeans, I go near the door and open it. I gasp to see Taehyung standing outside, waiting impatiently. My eyes widen. Didn't I close my door when I arrived or he just teleported himself here?
Whenever he sees me, he quickly cups my cheeks and smashes his lips with mine. He pulls me into a long kiss while pinning me against the wall, kisses me until I become breathless.
"Noona-" he presses his forehead against mine and breathes heavily.
"I'm sorry, Noona, I shouldn't shout at you, I'm sorry-" he wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me closer to him. The matter could end here smoothly but as I'm a stubborn brat, I can't just let the matter end here without arguing which I hate the most about me.
"Don't need to say sorry, that's your personal thing and I shouldn't touch the diary without your consent, I got it already and I would never do that again-" I say with a straight voice and try to free myself from his grip but he doesn’t let me.
"Noona, please don't be mad-" he tucks some hair behind my ear and about to kiss my lips again but I quickly look away. I hear him sigh deeply.
"No, I'm not mad at you and why would I? You can fuck me hard and then you can insist on me to realize that I'm nothing but a good fuck to you, yeah?" my jaw clenched slightly and I pushed him with all of my force.
"Noona, have you gone mad? What the hell are you talking about? I didn't tell you anything about this, did I?" he says calmly and I scoff loudly.
