Marriage or Mess?

chapter 16

Park Rami

It’s been two days to our marriage and the end of holiday period.

I sat on his study table doing all the changes in the documents needed for tomorrow’s meeting. I surely miss my paints and brushes. I didn’t bring any of them with me as I really didn’t want to disclose this to him.

“rami are you ready with the tomorrow’s meeting?”  “more then you” I really love too see his annoyed poker face.

“not funny. What happened to you jokes? Their level is decreasing” he tched.

“Yeah right? All because of the influence of the company I’m living with.”

“Not funny again.”

“whom are you chatting with?”  “its Liam , he just emailed me the entry passed for his exhibition it’s a day after tomorrow” I jumped at him. “really!?” I would have never been this much excited in my entire life.

“calm you ass down girl”  “we are going there”  he nodded with an uninterested face.

“You love art? I never knew”

“how would you know when not even my family has a single clue” I blurted out.

I do need a stopper inside my damn fucking mouth.

“Not even jimin or Jay?” all I can do now is answer him. I denied. “I thought you shared everything with them”

“Aren’t you getting too personal Mr. Kim Taehyung” “and I do have all the rights to be personal Kim Rami”

gosh,

when he addresses me with his surname, it do wonders to me.

“you are my wife now, to remind you” he took a step forward then another until he’s standing a feet away from me.

God, do this man loves to towers me this much.

And why the hell I feel good?

“What happened now? Cat caught you tongue?” “so what if I’m your wife? We don’t have any kind of relationship like that among ourselves. It’s just for outer world” 

His jaw was working like he’s control his outburst which can happen anytime. “that is been thought by your little brain. Don’t be delusional Rami” he bend further down.

His breath fanning up my face giving me warmth and chills at the same time. His gaze so strong that I might melt in them. He moved further more close , one push and I’ll taste those cherry lips again.

Images of those moist , luscious lips moving over mine flooded my mind making me desperate to have them on me again. Pathetic.

His gaze moving to my lips to my eyes,

back and forth,

again and again.

My eyes closing on their own like I’ve lost all my control over my brain and the man standing a finger distance away from me control my body like his puppet.

A breath, hot breath touched my ear making me shiver a bit, “or if  you want we can have that relationship too, strawberry” he whispered.

My body was frozen on its place. “what do you mean?” why do I have stutter at this moment only.

He moved back, leaving the cold air to cover up for the place he took earlier. “god look at you face” a laugh exploded his mouth shaking his chest.

His gruff laugh is like a melody to me,

like a torture to me.

Every time he laugh, he leave such an impact on me I don’t know he know or not. My core heat up and my nipp-les hardens up.

“I’m going for dinner”. Lame excuse.

But I needed to get away from this man.

Right now.

His laugh increases echoing in the whole hallway.

And,

Why am I smiling like a teenage girl who got noticed by her crush?