Being cheated on is a nightmare. You are distressed, sad, hurt, and embarrassed. You were no longer willing to trust anyone. But what if someone came along and promised to make everything right? Will you take the risk or pass?
I awoke with the worst headache. I drank too much last night. "How did I get home?"I asked myself.
I heard noises coming from the kitchen, I jumped with surprise. When I got up, my entire world spun around. What a f*cking hangover. I promised myself I would not get drunk again.
I opened the door slowly and walked out of my bedroom. The aroma of cooking food reached my nose, and my stomach rumbled. I wrinkled my brow. Did my mother visit? I shake my head. Mom and dad are on their hundreth honeymoon in Satorini, Greece. It is no surprise that they had five children with a year age difference.
Before heading to the kitchen, I reached for the vase in the living room.
The bare back of a man is facing me. His moon tattoos looked so fascinating that I wanted to trace them with my fingers. But what is this man doing in my kitchen?
"Who are you?"I bravely asked the intruder, tightening my grip on the vase.
He turned around, smiling. I swallowed my own saliva when I saw his bare chest.
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"So, the sleeping beauty has awoken," he exclaimed, smiling.
My jaw literally dropped. What exactly is Park Jimin doing in my kitchen? I asked myself internally.
I heard a lot about him and interacted with him several times because our stalls were right across from each other. He was a womanizer, according to the rumors around our place.
I looked at myself and noticed I was wearing a shirt. I jerked my head up and glared at him. "What have you done to me?"
He raised his hands. "Well, you have vomit all over your clothes and I do not have a spare for you, so I changed you into one of mine," he said.
Huh? I looked around and realized I was not in my kitchen and certainly not in my home. "Where exactly am I?" I inquired, puzzled.
"Welcome to my humble abode," Jimin said, spreading his hands.
Involuntarily, my gaze swept over his body. F*ck! I abruptly shut them to avoid looking again.
My eyes widened as I realized something else. I raised my other hand to feel my own body. I have no bra!
"What have you done to me?" "How did you change me?" I asked quickly. Panic is starting to creep into my mind.
Jimin gave a sigh. "Relax, will you?" He spoke calmly before pulling a chair and motioning for me to sit. I didn't, though. I stood motionless, glaring at him. He sighed, "Okay, I saw everything," he said casually, "but it is not my style to take advantage and make love to a semi-conscious drunk girl." "I enjoy my partner being wild." He winked at me.
"How could you?" I raised the vase over my head. He moved so fast. My back was pressed against the wall by his weight. His arms are raised, and he firmly grips my hands.
Time stood still as I stared wide-eyed into his intensely focused eyes. My still-alcohol-intoxicated brain conjured up images and made me feel hot all over.
"I am sorry, but you cannot break this vase. This is my mother's most precious possession. I received it as a gift." He spoke with a hoarse voice. His voice sounds enticing, and I have to close my eyes to contain the emotions that are beginning to surge through me. I felt my grip on the vase loosen and released it from my grasp.
"Open your eyes, Aera." He spoke softly into my ears. I did exactly as he told me. I opened my eyes to find a pair of beautiful dark brown eyes staring deep into mine.
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His face was in close proximity. All I had to do was lift my head slightly and our lips would meet. I resisted doing so. To summon my courage, I had to use a lot of willpower. This man will be the end of me.
"Let me go," I stammered. "Please."
I heard him take a deep breath and slowly lift his body weight off of me.
"Your clothes have not dried." He informed me while turning his back.
I dashed out of the kitchen and went straight to his bedroom. I quickly gathered my belongings and exited his home. His shirt reaches all the way to my knees.
I ran into people as I rushed out of his condominium building. I am not concerned about what they will say after this.
When I exited the building, I felt disoriented for a moment.
It is not a good idea to get drunk. I have never drank so much before. My ex-boyfriend's infidelity is to blame.
I crossed the street to the opposite side. It felt ridiculous that Jimin and I lived right across from each other. Is this a coincidence, or is fate playing a game with me?
Then I reasoned that it made sense because we both run businesses in the city.
Someone was standing outside the door to my unit. My temper quickly escalated to the point where I wanted to kill someone. Paul had been waiting for me. How dare he show his face after fooling around with another girl?
"Where have you been?" He questioned me before I even reached my door.
"What is it for you?"I lost my temper.
"Is this what you are doing behind my back?" Look at the time. "It is almost noon."
What gives him the right to reprimand me? I thought vehemently.
I spun around to confront him. "Look here, you asshole," I gritted my teeth, "whatever I do no longer concerns you. I do not care if you go back to her, whoever she is. From now on, we are no longer related! I yelled at him.
I removed the engagement ring he gave me when he proposed and threw it at him before slamming the door in his face.
