Aaira's life takes a chilling turn when she discovers an enigmatic stalker who loves her unconditionally, blurring the line between affection and obsession. As she navigates this twisted relationship, the novel explores the dark corners of love, fea...
Aaira snapped back to consciousness when she felt something cold touch her neck. She looked in the mirror and saw Jungkook placing a necklace around her neck. Startled, she looked at him and stuttered,
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Aaira: "Sir - I mean, Jungk - I mean, why are you gifting this to me?"
He smiled and replied,
Jungkook: "You seemed so lost that when I entered the room, I noticed your bare neck. Then, I saw this pretty necklace on the dresser, and I thought I'd just put it on you. You seemed like you were in a different world."
He said all of this in one breath, without pausing.
Aaira blinked, still processing Jungkook's unexpected gesture.
Aaira:: "Oh, I... Thank you,"
She managed, feeling a flush of warmth in her cheeks. She touched the delicate necklace, feeling the weight of it against her skin.
Aaira: "and I'm sorry, I must have been lost in thought."
Jungkook chuckled softly.
Jungkook: "It's okay. We all have those moments."
As they were having their chit-chat , Jungkook's mother, Mrs. Bang, entered the room, a gentle smile on her face.
Mrs. Bang: "Aaira, dear, you look so pretty today,"
She said warmly, her eyes filled with kindness. Aaira nodded, touched by the gesture.
Aaira: "Thank you so much, Mrs. Bang,"
She replied gratefully. Mrs. Bang smiled and patted her hand gently before leaving the room, leaving Aaira and Jungkook alone once again.
As Aaira stood before the mirror, the chain of her dress lay open, inviting Jungkook's touch. He moved closer, his fingertips trailing along the exposed skin of her back, sending shivers down her spine. With a gentle yet firm grip, he grasped the tiny zipper, his hands dwarfing its size. Aaira's breath caught in her throat as his touch grew bolder, his fingers caressing her bare skin with possessive intent. Each brush of his fingertips sent a surge of desire coursing through her veins, igniting a fire deep within her core.
Their breaths mingled in the air, each inhale and exhale a silent symphony of longing and anticipation. Jungkook's touch was electrifying, his hands exploring every curve and contour of her body with a hunger that left her trembling with need. Aaira's heart raced with excitement as she gazed into his eyes in the reflection of the mirror, their desire reflected back at them with undeniable intensity.
Before he could close the chain, Jungkook's lips found their way to her bare skin, trailing kisses along her back. Aaira's breath hitched as a wave of desire washed over her, her heart pounding in her chest. Their moment of intimacy was interrupted by the sudden entry of Jungkook's mother into the room.
