Burning Obedience: Funny Valentine x Reader

Torment & Invitation

Amidst the whirlwind of emotions, you found yourself unable to hold back tears of confusion and longing. 

The intensity of your emotions overwhelmed you, a torrent of conflicting desires that threatened to consume you. 

President Valentine, a witness to your emotional turmoil, couldn't help but he further intoxicated by your vulnerability. 

His love for you grew, his desire intensified with each tear that fell. 

Yet, he remained resolute in his purposeful torment, knowing that the tension he created only fueled his own satisfaction.

Days later, you received a letter – a beautifully handwritten invitation to a private dinner at President Valentine's residence. 

The elegant script danced across the paper, inviting you once again to a world of secrecy and possibility. 

''My dearest y/n,

I hope this letter finds you in good spirits. I find myself in a state of anticipation and longing as I write these words, for I am eager to be in your company once again. Your presence has woven itself into the fabric of my thoughts, and I am compelled to invite you to a private dinner at my humble abode.

Please accept this invitation as a token of my sincere desire to explore the depths of our connection. You have awakened a flame within me, and I yearn to understand the intricacies of our shared moments. Allow me the privilege of showing you a side of me that has been reserved exclusively for you.

In this package, you will find a small gift – a token of my appreciation for your captivating presence. Unveil its contents when the moon casts its gentle glow upon the world, and let its radiance grace your being as we meet once more.

Yours faithfully,

President Funny Valentine''

The letter was accompanied by a small package andyou delicately opened it, revealing an exquisite jewelry box. 

You held your breath in anticipation as you lifted the lid, revealing a dazzling hairpin adorned with glistening gemstones.

The hairpin was a work of art. The gemstones sparkled in the soft light, casting a mesmerizing glow. 

Despite your caution and reservation, you couldn't help but smile as you imagined wearing the hairpin. It was a symbol of President Valentine's appreciation and admiration, a subtle invitation for you to adorn yourself with its splendor for your private dinner together.

You stared at your reflection in the ornate mirror, your hands trembling as you adjusted the shimmering gemstone hairpin that President Valentine had given you. 

As you prepared for your encounter, you had sworn to guard your heart, to shield yourself from further pain, yet there you were, embarking on a journey to President Valentine's opulent house for a private dinner.