The mafia

Chapter 11

As Ara settled onto the plush couch. She sprawled out comfortably, legs gracefully crossed, and her delicate hands rested upon the inviting couch cushions. A joyous smile, as if choreographed, played upon her lips as her thoughts danced with visions of the romantic evening ahead with Taehyung.

Her fingertips gracefully tapped through her phone, scrolling for suggestions on enchanting places to visit. Yet, none of them resonated with her soul. Frustration welled up, escaping her lips in a soft mutter, "Why do none of these destinations seem alluring?" She put her phone aside and leaned her head back, pondering her choices. In that moment, a idea poped into her mind "What if I craft a candlelit dinner at home?". She leaped from the couch and dashed into her bedroom. Her wardrobe, a treasury of possibilities, unveiled itself before her eager eyes as she embarked on a quest for the perfect dress. Amidst a sea of clothes, her gaze landed upon a breathtaking red dress. Her excitement grew as she gingerly plucked it from the choices, convinced it was the impeccable selection for the night.

With the elegant dress gently laid out on the bed, she reached for her purse and descended the stairs. After promptly booking a cab, she embarked on a shopping escapade. She scoured numerous shops in search of a gift that would perfectly encapsulate her sentiments for Taehyung, but alas, her quest proved fruitless. She sighed in resignation. "Perhaps, instead of purchasing something he might not adore, I should craft a special dish for him."

And with that she rushed to the local grocery store, returning home laden with bags brimming with carefully chosen ingredients. As she set the provisions upon the kitchen counter, she glanced at the clock, which sternly reminded her that it was already 3 o'clock in the afternoon. A profound sense of realization washed over her, prompting an exclamation, "Oh, how time flies!"

"Time is indeed fleeting," Ara mused as she deftly fashioned her hair into a neat bun and prepared to cook. She meticulously consulted her list of Taehyung's favorite dishes, procuring the ingredients one by one. Her skilled hands gracefully wielded the knife, slicing through meat and an array of vibrant vegetables, including carrots, bell peppers, and cabbages. As a pot of noodles boiled on the stove, she continued her culinary artistry. After an hour of devoted preparation, she surveyed her culinary creations. At last, she placed a tray of muffin cakes into the oven, patiently awaiting their transformation.

Glancing at the clock once more, Ara took a deep breath and murmured to herself, "I still have time." She headed to her bedroom, picked up her phone, and sent a message to Taehyung:

Ara: What time will you be back?
Taehyung: I'll be home by 6 pm.
Ara: Great.

Ara quickly placed her phone on charge before hurrying to the bathroom for a shower. She shed her clothes and stepped under the warm cascade, using her favorite rose-scented shampoo to lather her hair. After a refreshing shower, she emerged, her body wrapped in a towel, and seated herself in front of the dressing mirror.

She meticulously dried her hair, then proceeded with her skincare routine, starting with toner and moisturizer. With her skin prepped and glowing, she moved to her closet, donned her undergarments, and slipped into the beautiful red dress waiting for her.

The dress was a captivating off-shoulder number, made from a soft, slightly stretchy fabric that gracefully accentuated her every curve. Its neckline was a masterpiece, framing her shoulders and collarbones with elegance. A discreet thigh-high slit on the left side added a touch of allure to the ensemble. The dress, snug yet comfortable, highlighted every contour of her body.

With half of her hair styled in a bun and curtain bangs framing her face, Ara applied a light makeup, accentuating her features with a pretty red lipstick. She then concealed her dress beneath a large jacket and proceeded to decorate the table and the living room.