❝You're my poison yet I will not stop craving for your lethal taste. ❞
They said doing things that could kill you could also be blissful, and in yours and his case. It was true. Sanzu Haruchiyo, the man who continues to suppress his tendencies will...
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You sat at your usual seat inside the bar where you're regular, drinking her favorite cocktail while looking down at the bar counter. It has been a year since this became your routine, a year since the sweet facade of your lovely marriage with Akashi Takeomi started to fall apart.
You eyed the colorful drink with a bitter smile on your face, it's not really his fault. You know that it's on you and your damned body, if only you're normal then you will be able to give what he wants.
You're both successful with your field of jobs, you had a great marriage but after knowing the fault on your body everything slightly changed. You can't give him a child, he accepted it at first.
You bit your lower lip and didn't notice that tears started to fall from your eyes, you're already tipsy. You looked at the bartender and ordered another drink, it's much better to get drunk like this than to act fine after seeing Takeomi with his woman.
His words a year ago still lingers in your mind, "She will only give us the child that we want, that's all honey. My love will always be yours."
You ball your hands into fist, "Fucking liar, now look who has all of your attention." You mumbled, he doesn't even care even if you go home very late. The caring husband you once knew is gone.
You flinched when you felt something touching your cheeks, you turned to your left where it came from and you saw a man with his flashy pink hair, his blue eyes that is complemented by his long lashes. He's also wearing a face mask that covers half of his face.
He's reaching out a handkerchief to you, "Are you alright?" He softly asked, his voice soothing you.
You politely accepted the handkerchief and wiped your cheeks with it. "Thank you, I am." You replied and looked at him, suspicious of why he was sitting next to you. He's even wearing a mask that makes him more suspicious.
He glanced back and you followed his gaze, you saw a couple of guys eyeing you. You flinched seeing their stares, it's so uncomfortable. And as a person who studies the human brain and their behavior for a living, you can already feel their bad intentions.
"Did you guard me?" You asked and he just nodded. A smile crept on your lips, "You're a nice person." You uttered before standing up and looking at the bartender. "Put his drinks on my tab." You said and glanced at your wrist watch.
"I need to go now, thank you for helping me. We can meet here again tomorrow, I'll give your handkerchief back." You bid your goodbye before walking out. Sanzu just eyed your figure.
He touched his lips through the masks and heaved a sigh, "She looks tasty... her eyes that are trying to read me and her calm facade. How amusing." Sanzu mumbled to himself.
On the other hand, you who walked out of the bar got dragged by some unknown men to the dark alley. And you who's currently tipsy was dragged easily. "What do you want from me?" You asked them and you flinched when you felt the back of the blade touch your cheeks.
