FATED TO YOU

Chapter 80 - Are You Finally Giving Our Marriage A Chance?

"Just what ... Stop... What Are...You...Doing.." The entanglement of their kisses blurred Jeon Rosè's words.

Park Jimin did not answer, but released his hand from Jeon Rosè's waist and slammed the door shut.

Immediately darkness enveloped them both. Jeon Rosè could only catch a glimpse of the pitch-black light in his eyes, and the sweet scent of alcohol that permeated the air between their lips.

Was she drunk too? Was she drunk from just a single glass of white wine?

Otherwise, why did she bring him back to her house so foolishly?

Jeon Rosè was no longer an ignorant child. She should have known that if she gave their marriage a chance, she might not be able to escape. Although Park Jimin was rational and respected her wishes, but once she lost her determination, he would definitely not let her back down.

Was she really letting her guard down, or was it just the alcohol?

Seeing Jeon Rosè suddenly fall silent and stop resisting, Park Jimin began to kiss her gently. Her heart suddenly started beating uncontrollably, and she could almost hear the violent thumping sounds.

Jeon Rosè felt that they should stop, and wanted to push him away.

In her panic and confusion, Jeon Rose didn't know what had happened to her. It was as if she had already walked onto another path and in fact, she had long deviated from the original starting point.

"I do."

"Because we're husband and wife, understand?"

"I won't divorce her."

"Rosè is my wife, and she is, and always will be!"

"A hot shower will keep the cold out."

"Jeon Rosè, who am I to you?"

Park Jimin's words rang in her ears time and again. She seemed to be entirely bewitched by this man.

Jeon Rosè stared at his deep and bottomless black eyes.

This kind of man always gave people a feeling of peace of mind. This kind of man always had a hint of gentleness in him. This kind of man was a fatal attraction to countless women.

Park Jimin pressed Jeon Rosè hard against the wall. His insistent mouth was parting her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking from her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling.

He took off his windbreaker and threw it at his feet. Park Jimin then took Jeon Rosè's hand and forced it around his waist.

His hands trembled as he placed them on her waist, the heat from his fingers scorching her heart until suddenly there was a slight stabbing pain in her neck.

He sucked hard on the artery of her neck and his hand tightened around her waist, causing her entire body to tense up.

Park Jimin paused as if he finally returned back to his senses. He rested his head against Jeon Rosè's neck. His suppressed and quiet voice slowly sounded by her ear, "Why aren't you stopping me? Are you finally giving our marriage a chance?"

Jeon Rosè looked at the man in front of her in the darkness. She didn't know if he was sober or really drunk.

On the night of their wedding, if Park Jimin had done something to her, she might have compromised, but he always reminded her that their marriage was not based on love, that's why she deliberately kept the distance between them.

Jeon Rosè slowly closed her eyes. A strange string seemed to pull at her nerves as her hand around his waist slowly climbing up his back.

Park Jimin stopped what Jeon Rosè was doing and looked straight at her in the darkness.

For a moment, his heart stirred. He pressed his hand against the back of her head and focusing his eyes on hers.

Then, everything seemed to have taken a sudden turn for the worse.

Park Jimin seemed to fidget as he separated Jeon Rosè's legs and squeezed his legs between her legs. Their bodies were tightly pressed together.

Jeon Rose's body completely leaned against him. Her hands moved down to his waist, and she looked at his eyes that glittered like stars in the darkness with a misty gaze.

"Jeon Rosè, I've completely underestimated your influence on me." Park Jimin suddenly whispered in her ear.

*Crack!*

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening was heard.

Jeon Rosè's heart was still pounding, and her whole body was stiff with the sound. She suddenly raised her eyes and met Park Jimin's gaze in the darkness.

His pretty eyebrows were slightly knitted, and his gaze was slightly cold as he looked at her. It was clear that he was unhappy with the person who suddenly entered the house.

"My brother." Jeon Rosè said it in a small, hoarse voice. Their lips were still pressed together.

Park Jimin stopped all his movements, but he still held her close to the wall. Jeon Rosè was frightened by the sounds coming from outside. She raised her hand to push Park Jimin away, but the moment she touched his chest, he won't move at all.

She gritted her teeth and said, "It's my brother ... He's back ... I'm here for a business trip, so I'll stay here with him for the time being!"

"Hurry up and let go. He will hear us."

After being interrupted, Park Jimin really wanted to throw Jeon Jungkook out right now.

This was Jeon Jungkook's house after all, so how could Jeon Rosè dare to mess around with Park Jimin! If that brat knew the situation she was in now, he would definitely vomit blood!

Park Jimin's black eyes stared at her, clearly not wanting to let her go.

As soon as Jeon Jungkook entered the house, he noticed that the light was on in the living room. Jeon Rosè's bag was left on the floor by the door.

Jeon Jungkook immediately took a glance at the closed bedroom door. "Didn't this woman say she was having a party tonight? She's back already?" Jeon Jungkook muttered to himself. He slowly walked towards Jeon Rosè's bedroom and leaned against the door, listening to the sounds coming from inside.