"Mia, he is my son Kim Taehyung...the CEO of the company. And son, she is Amelia Romano, daughter of Matteo Romano" ajusshi introduced both of us.
"Hey" I said waving my hand to him to which he just nodded his head, not even looking at me.
What the...
Let me hold you Beyond the sunset Within your dreams Closer than close Slow dancing Under the stars Until the morning's First beams.
-UNKNOWN
Song: Beautiful by Bazzi ft. Camilla Cabello
𝘼𝙈𝙀𝙇𝙄𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙈𝘼𝙉𝙊
"Birdy, you need to hurry up. We are half an hour late already!" I hear Tae calling me from the outside the bedroom.
It's the first time after a very long time since I am meeting all those friends of his. We came back from Montana on Christmas Eve, as I wanted to celebrate Christmas with our family. He said that everyone including his friends will be joining us. Actually, I was dreading to meet Binna unni- well not her exactly, it was her twins. I didn't know how I would have faced them and acted normal. I informed Tae to not mention about my abortion to his parents. I don't want them to think that I was too careless to not even know the changes in my body, or I was not ready to see disappointment in their eyes, every time when I face them. Fortunately, no one came to the celebration, and his birthday was a simple one rather than usual, which included his family and Alex, with my favorite Bianca joined with him. After the party I cried in the arms of my second mother, Bianca as she kept whispering sweet nothings and mumbling that everything happens for a reason. They left after two days, on New Year Day.
After two days or so from their departure, I joined back to office as I didn't want to think and be low all the time from the depression I was about to step into. I am really grateful and love this guy, as he always stayed with me and made sure that I was fine in every way. Whatever the respect and love for him before, instantly increased to its peak from all the care and love he was pouring me even when I am all but a nice girlfriend. As of now, I am calm and don't get scared as before in front of men- who looks similar to those bastards.
As of those men, I don't know what had happened to them. But whenever I ask my guy about that, he just brushes off saying that it's taken care of and changes the topic. So, I don't dare to speak about that.
You know what, we joined mile-high club while we were returning back home. It was me who actually teased him, almost seduced him by making a small strip show in front of him. He restrained for more than what I thought of, but when I was about to give up, I seductively press my index finger to my dripping pussy- which was still covered- and moaned out his name. That was enough for him to lose whatever the bit of control he had on himself before pouncing on me like a blood-thirsty vampire. If I ever travel with the same pilot and the hostess, I surely want to bury deep down the ground, if I ever want to face them, much less the travelling part.
The way his lips moved on my body, worshipping me in all the way, meanwhile punishing me with his tongue, those dam long fingers. Fuck! Those fingers just dampen my thong just to think about what they are capable of doing to me and my throbbing core.
"Why the hell are you not yet out of that room? Are you seriously getting ready or taking a nap over there?" I hear him scolding me, knocking on the door repeatedly, each time the sound increasing from lower frequency to the much higher frequency.
I come out of the mile-high experience, before stabilizing the straps of my black heels, which I have paired with my two piece long burgundy dress with the straps on the shoulders moves towards my back to form a zig-zag pattern of the straps.
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