"Why are you back so early?" his mother inquired as he opened the door. But it appeared that he was too preoccupied to hear her and went straight to his room.
"Spring has arrived for my ruthless son!" Sylvester exclaimed.
"Oh, I'll set up a new room then."
"He could have been dumped without doing anything."
"That girl is the best; I've never seen my own son like that," Ron's mother Erina exclaimed. "I wanna meet the girl!"
The spouses looked at each other.
"Yes... we can do that," Sylvester said, grinning as if he was about to "rather help" his son's lovelife.
So the spouses left the house to meet the Aria girl. Ron stated that she has stunning platinum blonde hair.
"Woah... She looks really dignified," Erina said, noticing Aria was dressed in the mercenary Noel's clothes. "Ron's crush!"
"Really?"
"Now I understand why he's depressed... He must have been really dumped by her!" Erina laughed.
Ron exudes confidence in both his appearance and his seduction techniques. Anyone would fall head over heels in love with him. The Molrans, on the other hand, share her genes, but the only thing abominable about them is their demeanor.
If you ask her, she'll tell you it's downright twisted and shitty.
She let go of her husband's arm and told him to stay where he was. If that girl is Ron's crush, she will live like a princess.
Molrans have a bad habit of spoiling their partners to the point where they do nothing! Before marrying into the house, she was an archer and healer. She isn't a particularly strong fighter, but she is confident in her ability to defend herself. However, she married into the Molran family.
She didn't do anything.
Live like a princess.
And a boring day, waiting for her children and spouse to talk, well, they're so annoying to talk because they'd respond with few words, countable by hand.
She's so frustrated that she might as well befriend the girl and make things even more difficult for her son!
Yes! You read that right!
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.
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But Aria had a feeling something bad was going to happen to her.
"I really feel like I need to live."
She should go somewhere, hike somewhere, or become a nun somewhere where the vicious bastard will not find her. She'll turn into a shrimp if necessary, or simply vanish from the face of the earth! She can sense actual terror approaching her!
However—
Even before she could flee, the young vicious/handsome/daddy-material bastard was perched on her bed. Yes, she was sleeping on her bed. She should have left for good without regard for the rest of the world. She shouldn't have gone back to her house and met this jerk.
"Hello, sweetie."
"Everything good vanished the moment I saw you," she gritted.
Ron appeared inebriated. His face was flushed, and his sleeves were cuffed.
*gulps*
How does he manage to look so good!!!!!!!! Damn it! Why are you so enticing, you vile scumbag!
"Haha, I was thinking the same thing... Those chicks spiked my drink."
"You should've slept with her," she said, her face frowning. Ron appeared to be in a lot of pain.
Aria decided to leave, but Ron quickly drew her back and placed her on the bed.
His hot breath brushed up against her neck.
"Aria."
Kyaaah! That husky voice!
She tried to push Ron away, but he bit her on the neck. The pain was present, but pleasure quickly overtook it. His hot tongue brushed against her bitemark and up to her ears.
"Your neck's weak, eh... so sexy."
"You bas—"
*chup!*
Ron sealed her lips while pinning her arms above her head. His tongue moved mercilessly in her mouth, licking the roof of her mouth and muffling all her moans. His kisses became more passionate and desperate.
"Ugh..."
Aria opened her eyes, and Ron's gaze followed her. It was overflowing with lust and desire. He's a little rough around the edges, but he's still gentle while pinning her to the bed.
She remained motionless, allowing the man to do whatever he pleased.
However, as soon as she did, Ron snapped out of his stupor and looked at her. Ron appeared taken aback. Aria would always refuse him, but she's looking at him coldly now.
He let go of her hands and remained above her. He couldn't take his eyes off her, and the only thing he could do was hit himself on the forehead.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly as he exited the room.
Aria stood there watching him walk away with his wound. She didn't feel anything as she stared at him, attempting to control his desire. Nonetheless, she does not want him to leave. She untied her clothes and exposed her body to him.
"Come here, Ron."
Ron turned around and noticed her. His eyes widen.
"Come here, Ron."
She repeated herself. Ron reached out to her and gently touched her cheeks, like a lost puppy.
"Won't you regret this?"
Aria remained silent. She smiled, but her eyes were cold. Ron felt a sharp pain in his chest. She accepts him, but her heart remains cold and steely.
He felt hopeless, but he doesn't want to give up.
He doesn't want to give up and let her go to someone else.
She gave him permission. She gave her consent.
She's his... just for tonight.
Ron is especially gentle with her at times like this. He kisses her on the cheeks, nose, and forehead, and soon his lips are on her. Kissing her passionately.
Kim Rok Soo knows it's wrong, but she can't stop herself from wanting this man right now.
She stretched her arms out and wrapped them around Ron's neck. As they sank into the mattress and shared each other's heat, they exchanged a passionate kiss.
When morning came, Aria felt someone kiss her shoulders. Her long platinum hair was strewn across the mattress, and the scent of musk and lotus permeated the air. She felt a kiss on her neck, followed by one on her head. She remained silent.
No, Kim Rok Soo remained silent.
She was holding Ron's arm while Ron continued to kiss her. They looked at each other in the mirror.
Another night added to their woes.
Kim Rok Soo, on the other hand, has no regrets.
A dove appeared, carrying a letter on its leg. Ron stood up and patted her hed.
"I'll be back later," he said quietly, "and talk."
"Alright..."
However,
When Ron came to visit Arai after a mission...
She has already left.
Leaving him empty and broken.
TBC
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A Match Made in Hell
FanficHe kills. She defends. His mission was to dispose of her. Her mission is to catch him. Yet, they fell in love... Madly in love.