"Beautiful....And I really want to create a mess....A beautiful mess." His lips brushed against her ear with each word, sending a shiver down her spine.
His words caught her off guard, causing her to burst into laughter. 'You want what?' she managed...
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Her lips met his in a deep, passionate kiss that left him momentarily dazed. He was caught off guard by her action, he hadn't expected her to pull him so forcibly to her, she was passionately sucking his lips and along with each droplet on his lips, then he found himself responding immediately, his arms instinctively wrapping around her waist, pulling her body tight against his. The shock quickly gave way to a growing hunger, his lips moving against hers with an eager urgency as he reciprocated her passion.
Isabella abruptly ended the kiss, a look of realization crossing her face as if something had suddenly occurred to her. Her legs uncoiling from around his waist. She pushed him away gently, maintaining a small distance between them, as if trying to physically distance herself from the intense emotions that had just been unleashed. Her mind seemingly preoccupied. The words echoed in her head, "You are cursed." Her gaze was distant, her mind clearly wrestling with thoughts.
Her eyes avoided his gaze as if she couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes. The numbness in her own eyes hinted at the internal struggle she was waging, her body language betraying her inner struggle to reign in her emotions. She took a deep, shaky breath, her hands clenched into tight fists as she tried to regain control over her racing thoughts.
Taehyung could sense a sudden shift in her demeanor. As she pulled away from the kiss, her expression changed as distant. He could see the realization in her eyes as she created distance between them. Taehyung's heart sank, watching her retreat, but he could see the confusion and conflict in her eyes, and he didn't dare move closer, respecting the space she had put between them.
Her movements were quick and efficient as she reached into her pants pocket and retrieved her car keys. She opened the door with a sharp motion, stopping momentarily before speaking in a cold, detached tone.
"Get in the car," she stated firmly, her voice betraying none of the passion that had consumed her just moments ago.
Taehyung could sense the sudden change in Isabella's demeanor, her coldness a stark contrast to the passion they had shared just moments before. He was taken aback by her bluntness, but he also knew better than to question her in that moment.
Without a word, he complied with her command and settled into the passenger seat, a sense of anticipation and uncertainty hanging heavy in the air.
The silence inside the car was almost palpable as the rain continued to fall outside, the only sound being the rhythmic tapping on the windows.
The ride was filled with an uncomfortable silence, the aftermath of their heated encounter lingering in the air like a thick fog. Taehyung couldn't help but steal glances at Isabella from time to time, his gaze fixed on her profile, taking in every detail of her face. Yet, she remained focused on the road ahead, her expression unreadable and her thoughts hidden behind a neutral mask.
Taehyung had been studying her face, his eyes taking in every contour and expression, when suddenly she shifted gears, she spoke with a cool, detached tone.
