Bliss (kimchay)

chapter 2

I took off my clothes; turn on the lampshade beside the bed before turning off the light in the room leaving the lampshade on

I gulped as slowly walked back to the man and climbed on the bed. my hands and knees were shaking due to extreme nervousness. I've never been this initimately close to anyone, especially a man. a naked one at that,

I might be gay but I'm the type who would only sleep with someone I love. I looked at the clock and noticed that it's time for me to do my job. I climbed over his lap moaning at the sudden contact of our skin. I heard him groan at the same time, then he moves his body making me blushed as our private brushed with each other this is really humiliating and scary for me yet I pushed it all back thinking that all of this is for my parents and brother.

I slide a little further over his member making it look like were having intercourse. I'm starting to sweat at the intensity of the situation.

he squirmed and moan again, I almost freak out when I felt something hardening beside my butt cheeks.

"oh my god! " I whispered breathlessly.

he moved his hand toward my hips and gripped it hard. I can't believe
myself when I started to feel aroused. "no!" i murmured
as he started to move his hips upwards that makes me moan louder.

I snapped my head to the door when u heard the knob turn. I look back to the man underneath me as he slowly move his towards my ass cheeks.

I might have inherited my mother's acting talent when I manage to act like a whore moaning like crazy when the door burst open.

"what the fuck! " yelled the woman who harshly hit the switch making the darkroom bright with light.

she is definitely beautiful and her body is to die for yet the anger., shocked and betrayal is evidence on her face. she might be his wife or something.

I started to felt guilty for doing this and I felt like crying for ruining their relationship. I'm ashamed of myself. the man beneath me stopped moving and started to open his eyes slowly.

our eyes met as his eyes widened. looking down on me and his gaze stopped over our intimate position he cursed when he realized what's going on then looked at the shocked woman by the door.

"fuck, " he hissed

"damn you! " screamed the woman. "I can't believe you cheater, go to hell I hate you, we're off she said angrily as she run away.

I was stunned and frozen to make a move. the man's face turned from panic to worry then to hatred. he turned to me as he pushed me hard away from him making me fall off the bed to the carpeted floor. I groan in pain.

he scrambles away from the bed and quickly dressed. I can't move an inch from where I fall. I'm so afraid of the trouble I got into. he looked down on me.

" fuck you faggot! " he yelled in pure disbain. I looked up at him scared as I hold back my tears. "you'll regret ever crossing my path, I'll get you back for this, "that's all he said before he runs after the woman.
I was left in the room shaking. I hugged my naked body. I can't help but fear his threat and I'm sure he'll do it.
tears fall freely over my cheeks. I feel so helpless, ashamed, used, guilty and pathetic. I cried my heart out on the floor for hours before I felt like I can't cry anymore I stood up weakly and dressed slowly. I called the fucking devil of a lawyer to inform him I'm done with his orders. I feel like killing him when he just laughs out loud and said that he's that with me ant that I'm so easy to trick. he even said that he's just bluffing me when he blackmailed me and would never see me again and that is it I ever survived the man I frame's revenge I threw my phone on the wall with so much anger as I breakdown again on the floor crying hard.

"damn you! damn you, he peng! " I screamed. damn my fucking life!!! "

[Porschay's p.o.v.]

it's been a week since the incident I got myself involved.
I can't go out of our house fearing that someone would kill me. my brother said he's going abroad or something but I was too preoccupied to pay attention .

I'm too busy thinking about the man I hurt. the guilt is eating me yet I couldn't forget him.