Chapter 7 (🍋)

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I turned away, feeling an emptiness inside. I wasn't hungry, especially not after what Sunghoon had done. "Sunoo, just a little," he coaxed softly. I refused to look at him.

He tried again, "I made it myself, and I really want you to try it." I remained stubborn, and he sighed heavily. "If you eat, I'll tell you everything... only if you eat and sign these papers."

I woke up in another unfamiliar room. The navy blue walls and gray floor seemed cold and uninviting. I opened my mouth, and Sunghoon fed me. After I finished, he wiped my lips clean. "Don't starve yourself again, okay? I'm supposed to take care of you."

I demanded, "Tell me." He replied, "First, sign these papers." I took them from him and signed without reading. I wanted to know the truth.

He smiled at the papers and placed them down. "Sunoo, will you hate me?" I shook my head, but I wasn't being honest. "I can't possibly hate you." My voice dripped with sarcasm.

Sunghoon said, "First, get dressed... we gotta take pictures." I went along with it, but my mind was elsewhere. What was he hiding?

After the photoshoot, I demanded, "Tell me..." He swallowed hard, his eyes flickering away from mine. "I shot your dad... and now he's in a coma."

My body shut down, and I felt cold. "Sunoo, I... He... He said he was gonna take you away from me. I was angry, and I-" I stopped my tears. "He said he was gonna take you away from me!"

I pushed him away. "Don't touch me! Where's my phone? I need to call Eunchae or my mom, I need to call someone... get away from me!" I broke down sobbing.

Sunghoon comforted me, and I let him. I hated that I found comfort in him, and I hated myself for loving him despite everything.

We shared a passionate kiss, and I unbuttoned his shirt. He stopped me, saying, "Wait... not now." I nodded and went down on my knees. "Can I help you?" I asked.

He repeated my question, and I smiled, starting to unbuckle his pants. I pleasured him, trying to push aside my own emotions.

Afterward, Sunghoon helped me stand up. "I'm okay," I reassured him. "I... I don't know what to say." He mumbled an apology, and I waited for him to say something more.

Sunghoon's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mix of emotions. I searched for the right words to say, but they escaped me.

"Sunghoon-ah..." I started, my voice barely above a whisper. He helped me stand up, his hands gentle on my arms.

"I'm okay," I reassured him, trying to sound calmer than I felt. "I... I don't know what to say." The words felt inadequate, but I didn't know how to express my emotions.

Sunghoon's face was etched with concern, his eyes filled with a deep sadness. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking. "I'm so sorry, Sunoo."

I looked at him, searching for answers. Why did he do it? Why did he shoot my dad? The questions swirled in my mind, but I couldn't bring myself to ask them.

Instead, I stood there, frozen in uncertainty. Sunghoon's apology hung in the air, waiting for my response. But I didn't know what to say.

I took a deep breath, trying to process my emotions. Sunghoon's eyes never left mine, filled with a deep longing for forgiveness.

"Sunghoon," I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. "Why?"

He looked down, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "I was scared," he admitted, his voice cracking. "I was scared of losing you."

I felt a pang of sadness, mixed with anger. "You shot my dad," I reminded him, my voice shaking. "You could have killed him."

Sunghoon's eyes snapped back to mine, filled with a deep regret. "I know," he whispered. "I'm so sorry, Sunoo. I was wrong to do what I did."

I looked at him, searching for answers. Why did he do it? Why did he think shooting my dad was the solution?

But as I looked into his eyes, I saw something there that gave me pause. I saw a deep sadness, a deep regret. And I saw something else, something that made my heart skip a beat.

I saw love.















How should I make people miserable? I edited this part to make it more spicy. Cuz I don't like writing Smuts scenes,I like imagining them.

Also I like cute fluffy moments between couples better.

Update from future me :

Yeah spice is gone

Thanks for reading 👋

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