The Devil's Pact | BBANGSAZ

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Hanni couldn't believe it. She was looking out of a window the size of one of the walls in her apartment, at the most beautiful city she had ever seen.

London was undoubtedly glamorous every day, especially with the stunning Buckingham Palace at its heart. But with the dip in mercury, the city had become even more dazzling and exquisite.

"Minji... this place is just too... much. Too beautiful. I can't believe I'm here," Hanni said.

When they had first arrived in London, Hanni had almost cried. She hadn't even had a passport, but Minji knew a guy, who knew a guy, who got her passport within a day. The lavish plane ride in Minji's private jet, the limo drive to the penthouse... and the penthouse itself—she couldn't even find the words. There were none. She walked around, expecting there to be several other people sharing this gigantic suite with them. But there weren't. It was just for the two of them. Just the two of them and the twinkling city of London as the backdrop.

"This place has an infinity pool? A pool on the 48th floor of the building?"

"The water is always warm. Don't worry—you won't feel cold," Minji added, pecking Hanni's cheek for good measure.

"Minji, this place is huge," Hanni stressed again, turning to look at Minji.

"I know. I can't stand being cramped," Minji said, placing the key card on the bar.

"Oh, then you must hate my apartment," Hanni laughed, staring back out of the large window at the sun setting, bathing the snow in an orange glow. This is what heaven must look like.

"I don't hate your place—that much. But I'd still rather have you move in with me or at least let me pay for it."

"No and no. And, Minji, we don't need four bedrooms here," Hanni fussed.

"Yes, we do. We need one to sleep in. I need an office, and the other two... well, if you want, we can make love in those as well, if it will make you feel better about them going to waste."

Hanni laughed. "Actually, I think it would."

With twinkling Christmas lights, carolers on the street, and the aroma of freshly baked cookies and cake wafting around them, Minji and Hanni lay in front of the fireplace, under the mistletoe, wrapped in each other's arms. Between the multiple orgasms they had brought each other, they had finished two full boxes of condoms. They had been in London for two days, but for Hanni, time didn't matter here. She refused to look at any clocks during her stay—not even the Big Ben.

They had spent the first day visiting one of England's most paramount structures—the Abbey. With the medieval sanctuary of an Anglo-Saxon saint at its core, the Abbey was first on Minji's list of must-visit sites. Hanni was in awe of Minji's depth of knowledge in the history of various architectural structures. It was like watching Minji in her true element.

"Since 1066, it has been the official coronation church. Not only coronations but royal weddings and burials also take place here," Minji had told her as they ventured inside, hand in hand.

Minji had told her a couple of illicit stories about the exquisite architecture as well, and Hanni knew these stories would linger in her mind forever.

They had then gone to the WWT London Wetland Centre, where they had taken a husky sleigh ride and actually visited Santa. Hanni had taken endless photos with the huskies and watched in awe as Minji helped the elves with Christmas decorations and prepared gifts with them.

On Christmas Day, they had gone to the Hyde Park Winter Wonderland to revel in the spirit of Christmas. Hanni had truly missed her parents that day; this was the first Christmas she was spending without them. But as she watched Minji, dressed in a pair of black jeans, a black jacket, and a dorky green muffler around her neck, squealing in child-like joy at every single activity in the park, Hanni couldn't have felt happier. They held hands as they ice-skated, had endless fun in the magical ice kingdom, and, with Minji's daredevil nature, tried every wild ride in the park.