Chapter Fourteen

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Kivana Stewart

I sighed as I followed behind Byung, I was tired and ready to get out of this gown. He insisted he had to show me his surprise tonight, I just wanted to get this shit over with.

"Ok close your eyes." He said.

I sighed and did as told, I heard a few things moving before he pulled me closer to him.

"Open them." He whispered.

I opened my eyes before I gasped, I looked at him in shock.

"You always wanted this and I know it's your dream car so...I know this won't make up for this but..." He shrugged.

I smiled as he placed the keys in my hand.

"Come on let's go for a ride." I squealed.

I got into the drivers seat and started the car. He got in and I immediately pulled off.

"Please don't kill me." He said.

I let the windows down and quickly sped off. I drove us home safely, once I parked the car I let out a breath.

"Thank you...for this." I smiled.

"You're welcome...it doesn't make up for Kiara situation but it's a start." He said.

This was my cue...I grabbed his hand and locked eyes with him.

"This just proves you are willing to put in the work. So I will forgive you...it'll be hard but I forgive you." I said.

He looked at me and smiled before smashing his lips to mine. I wanted to throw the fuck up, it took everything in my power not to gag!!! He pulled away and caressed my face before we got out the car, He walked ahead of me and I quickly wiped my mouth.

I just felt so disgusted kissing him...we walked into the house and he grabbed my hand as we walked upstairs.

"Are you going to sleep in the bedroom with me?" He asked.

"Did you buy a new bed?" I asked.

He chuckled and nodded.

"I get it, I will order one tonight." He smiled.

"Then I'll return to our bedroom tomorrow night." I said.

He caressed my face and smiled.

"I look forward to it, thank you for forgiving me. We can go as slow as you want." He said.

I looked up at him and smiled.

"Thank you." I mumbled.

He pecked my cheek before walking away, I quickly made it to my bedroom and removed my gown before getting into the hot shower. I scrubbed my body until it was numb, I felt dirty...I sat down and pulled my knees to my chest and just cried.

I hugged myself and rocked back and forth, even before Byung cheated he already broke my heart. He never defended me when it came to his father, he wanted me to change....my hair, my culture...sometimes I wonder why he even wanted to marry me in the first place.

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