You went at home and froze when you saw your mother in the middle of your living room with the evening dress in her hands. "What is it?" you asked
"Your engagement dress," your mother said smiling. "Your fiancé sent it personally."
You stared at her, not understanding what was happening. "Sorry, what?" you asked. Wow, a deal is a deal, you thought. Some kiss failed to end your engagement. What did you expect that jealousy makes destroy something where there is no love? You laughed at your own stupidity. Although you were hoping for at least a few articles about the bride kissing another guy before getting engaged to a wealthy heir.
You ran into your room fighting tears. Most of all, you wanted back to Hoseok. Hide in his arms and hear that everything will be fine. But nothing will be good... nothing at all.
You were more like a robot who just followed your mother's orders. You stood in a crowded room, feeling more alone than ever. You took out your phone and wrote Hoseok
Save me
You went out onto the terrace, you were desperate for air. You turned towards the hall, looking at strangers through the large windows.
You froze when you saw Hoseok who entered the hall. Your eyes widened and you smiled broadly. You took a step towards the hall but stopped. How did Hoseok know where you are? It seemed all the air left your body when your mother approached him smiling broadly. You walked back into the hall just as your mother pointed Hoseok in your direction. You've never seen your mother talk to someone so kindly just like that. Only if it wasn't for the one who interests her. That is, all this time you were close, you thought. The anger inside you grew with every step towards Hoseok.
You didn't expect yourself to punch him in the face when you approached. Your mother screamed at you pulling your hand. Hoseok raised his hand to stop your mother. "I deserve it," he said, looking only at you.
"I hope you had a lot of fun," you glared at him. He took your hand and dragged him into another room, where there was no one else. You pulled your hand out of his grasp as soon as you were alone.
"That's why I couldn't confess to you," he said, closing the door with a key. "I wanted to tell you that you asked a guy to pretend to be your boyfriend, the one you are actually engaged to. But I didn't expect you to kiss me at all." You stared at him when he smiled at you. "The moment your lips touched mine, I realized that I could not tell you anything, because I would lose the only chance to be near you. Even if I must lie to you. Forgive me..."
You turned away from him, unable to look at him. It hurt you, but your feelings have not changed for him. Didn't you care who he was at night? Then why are you so angry now, when it turned out that the guy you fell in love with is your fiancé.
"I didn't lie to you about how I feel about you." He said touching your shoulder.
You turned to him and took a step towards him and kissed him. Who cares who he is, you wanted to be close to him. He hugged you, pressing you to his body. His kiss drove you crazy, as did his hands that caressed your body. You reached for his jacket, unbuttoning it out. He moaned when you ran your hand over his boner. "You're playing with fire," he growled, gripping your wrist tightly. "I hold myself back with the last bit of strength"
You ran across his chest, pulling the buttons on his shirts. "Isn't this our third date?"
His gaze darkened and he glared at your lips. His hands opened your dress, lifting it to your waist. He lifted you into his arms before pushing you against the bookcase behind you, placing you on the stairs. He got rid of your panties in one jerk, stuffing them into his pocket. He pulled back slightly from you, unbuttoning his pants and freeing his protruding cock. "Fuck," he growled trying to open the condom as quickly as possible. You ran your hands over his dick, forcing him to almost bend from the sensations. You took the condom he was holding in his teeth, gently opening it. "Stop teasing me baby," he growled as you continued to slowly slide your fingers over his cock.
