⚠️BDSM-ish story.⚠️
🔞NON-DISCLOSURE AGREEMENT🔞
FLUFF
SMUT
ANGST
Hyunjin- New to the position of CEO of his parent's company - is terrified of letting his father down after signing a marriage agreement with a female, which he hates... It was the on...
I am lying in bed thinking about what is going on TAOS...AND IT IS 15 mins shy to Tuesday here, So... fuck it. I decided to give you guys a little update.
It's not really little cause the chapter is long AF... But hey! Is an update, right?
FYI, I have not finished the book yet... so the update every three hours is not going to happen today...
I hope that I can finish it before the end of November, tho...
This chapter has my heart in strings, so BUCKLE THE FUCK UP, LUVBUGS!
Just a heads up. I know there is an extra "AND" (a grammar mistake) somewhere in the story but the little booger is playing hide and seek with me now... IF YOU FIND IT, POINT IT OUT AT ME!
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The following morning, Felix awoke slowly, a hazy awareness creeping into his consciousness. His eyelids fluttered open, and immediately, he was captivated by a faint yet persistent rhythmic blinking — a bright, tiny blueish light pulsating at the top of his cell phone, which lay forgotten beside him, its charger still securely plugged in.
He stared at it for a long second, the soft glow contrasting the dimness of the early morning light that filtered through the curtains.
A furrow formed on his brow as he struggled to remember...
Had he really been the one to plug it in, or had someone else done it for him?
The uncertainty gnawed at him for a moment, filling his mind with questions. Yet, with a determined shake of his head, he forced the thought into the darkest corner of his mind, dismissing it as unimportant.
He groaned softly, grimacing at the persistent soreness that radiated from his lower back. With a determined effort, he stretched out, wincing slightly as he felt his muscles protest, before he squinted around the dimly lit room, his vision still blurry from sleep.
Just when Felix was about to yawn, a cheerful voice penetrated the stillness of the room— Jisung's voice, unmistakably bright and teasing— too chirpy for the blonde's liking...
Who else could be this happy at the crack of dawn?
Han Jisung...
"Good morning, sweet pea!" he called out from the bathroom doorframe, clutching a steaming cup of something warm, his lips pursed as he blew gently on the surface to cool it down.
Felix's eyes widened in surprise. "Ah! What the heck!" he grunted, still grappling with the remnants of sleep as he desperately tried to get rid of any eye boogers from the inner corner of his eyes. "You fucking scared the living daylights out of me! What on earth is that you are wearing?"
