Chapter 11[16+]

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Jungkook

I didn’t have to work on the security and take care of the things like making sure no one catches me. I step inside the penthouse and walk towards the knowing direction as I feel like I have been starving, dying to see the fairy inside the small box of mystery. Shoving my hands inside the pockets of my trouser, making a low whistle and abruptly clutching an apple from the food bowl, jiggling it to my both hands, I climb on the stairs.

Opening the door as I already have the tools to break the lock, I step inside.

Seeing Liliana, whom I consider as a flower because she's too soft, too soft for the monsters living with her, will always be so disturbing for me. Why? Because she sleeps like a dead corpse, like her soul already left from her body and it's only her body with nothing. Right now, she's laying on her back with both of her hands at her side, her delicate soft face tilted at the side and she's breathing so slowly that she looks like a dead corpse.

I don't fucking like it at all.

Pivoting my heels near her while my eyes are on her, her delicate face, features, her small soft body covering with a long sleeved sweatshirt and probably a short she's wearing underneath the soft blanket which is covering her lower half. Hovering over her small vulnerable body, I observe her beauty. She's beautiful. 

No matter how much I hate her because of what she did five years ago, still I can't deny the fact that she's beautiful. And it fucking itches my skin often. She thinks that she's ugly, yeah? She doesn’t even aware how fucking beautiful she is. That's not the fact though, the fact is—she is hiding something from everyone. Even from me, from Chaerin who she considers her best sister.

How do I know that? Because, I couldn’t resist my brain, my mind to stop thinking about her. So, this was the only way to keep watching her. Her short hair spread all across her satin lavender coloured pillow, her lips parting apart slightly, her breathing slow, small nose with pouty lips, face that was chubby before which is now slim and extremely gorgeous. 

Clutching her cheek gently, I straighten her face, staring at the innocent face with coffee brown dots all over around her nose, the freckles. Originals. 

My eyes drop down to her slightly pouty lips, without tainting any sort of color,  which seems so soft now, her upper lip is slightly fuller than the lower one, I touch her lips with my thumb and I tug my lower lip between my teeth. She's so fucking turn on. Even though she's doing nothing but sleeping like a dead body. My dick strangles through the trousers and I'm not so proud of it right now. 

Why? I was supposed to focus on punishing her. No, not because she had disobeyed me today, but because of what she had done five years ago. However, I can't seem to focus on anything, any plan other than her. She's a fucking destruction. My finger brushes against the bare flesh of her neck and she lets out a soft breath, finally deciding to tilt her head a bit.

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