wicked player ★ ( heeseung )

two

02. drunk mistake

Kim Haerin

*This chapter contains some adult scenes, read at your own risk.*

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“What do you think, you are doing Heeseung?” I furiously stood up pushing him back when I realised how close we both actually were. I was surprised that he didn't flinch nor had any reaction on his face except the smirk.

My cheeks turned red due to rage I was feeling inside. This playboy, I know his intentions and I am definitely not falling for that.

He again came closer as I tried to push him back again but this time he held my both hands pulling them down as he placed it over the desk which was the only source that was stopping him from coming more close to me.

“Woah! Last night you were pulling me with these hands but now your pushing me.” He laughed and husky tone was dangerously attractive making me gulp hard.

But his all remarks were building a huge tower of confusion with no clue to understand for me. What actually is happening here?

“What do you mean last night? This is the first time we met, are you probably mistaking one of your girls with me?” I retorted trying my best to remove his grip but it was getting tighter and tighter as I struggled.

“I am not mistaken, definitely not those sharp eyes and.... ” He took a pause examining my face before his eyes fixated on my lips while licking his in process. I swallowed.

“those beautiful lips and how they tasted.” I got goosebumps just hearing as my heart pounded. Saying that I was uncomfortable and nervous would not be enough to describe my situation.

“Heeseung leave me alone! I don't know what you are saying but it definitely makes me uncomfortable.” I complained, my breath accelerating due to the frustration I had.

I noticed how his smirk dropped for a second before his brows creased showcasing that he was confused.

“Did you perhaps forget everything that happened once you were drunk?” He mentioned making me stiffened as I realised.

He knows I was drunk...

That not....

So does that mean?

I shook my head refusing myself to accept everything. This cannot be true, I didn't kiss him, did I?

Suddenly the pain again struck inside my head as I held onto my forehead, some blurry images of night flashed by my eyes. Alcohol, that club and a blurry face. Everything was mixed up until a sudden electrifying sensation ran through my body.

Flashback of last night seemed to be replay in front of my eyes. Each and every detail, I recalled them.

Last Night

I was devastated in drinking the glass of rum I ordered it was my third shot but this one tasted way too bitter that I almost coughed. Placing the glass where it was before I closed my eyes.