Warning!
This chapter contains mature content.
Kinn POV'S
"Kinn! Porsche! Where are you?!!!" Tankhun shouted.
"Hia, Porsche wasn't feeling well..." I tried to keep my composure while Porsche kept kissing my neck. We escaped right after the ceremony and rushed to the car to get to the hotel.
"Liar! I can't believe you ran off! What about the wedding photos?!" Tankhun fumed.
"We can use AI or organize another wedding—ahhhh," I accidentally let out a moan uncontrollably.
"You left for sex? You couldn't hold back?!"
"I told you, I wasn't feeling well," I insisted.
"I thought Porsche wasn't feeling well! Tankhun said.
"You know... after marriage, you become one person."
"I can't believe you did this! Do you know how much time I put into this?! And for what? Three minutes! So you two ran off to screw like rabbits?!"
"Hia, I'm losing signal—ahhh."
"You have a signal! I can hear you!!"
I hung up in the middle of the call because we had arrived at the hotel. "He's going to kill me."
"I won't let him, don't worry." Porsche laughed.
We entered the room I had booked, the same room with the glass wall, and I saw Porsche examining it. "Is this the same room that...?"
"Our first night?" I asked with a smirk.
"It hasn't changed at all."
"After our first night, I ordered them not to let anyone else use it."
"You're insane," Porsche scolded me.
"I hope tonight, you won't use me and run away again," I blamed.
"Use you? When did I ever use you?" Porsche looked confused.
"Did you forget? After our first night, instead of staying with me and holding me when I was vulnerable, you ran off to your friends!"
Porsche took a moment to remember, then suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter. "You? Vulnerable? You sound like you were the virgin and the bottom!"
"Can't I be the top and still be vulnerable?" I argued, moving closer to Porsche and kissing his shoulder. "I cried that day after you left."
"Really?" Porsche said sarcastically.
"Aren't you going to comfort me?" I asked.
"Why should I comfort you? Maybe you should comfort me." He said.
"Why should I comfort you?" I questioned.
"Do you know how hard that night was for me? It was my first time!" Porsche snapped.
"You were the one who wanted it!" I pointed out.
"Because I didn't want to be the pathetic virgin who needed handheld and let you win!"
"If you had told me you didn't want to, I wouldn't have done it!"
"Cut the crap!" Porsche got angry.
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DANCE WITH THE DEVIL
RomancePorsche Kittisawasd hails from a wealthy mafia family, but as his family's power waned, they found themselves under attack from rival mafia clans. In a desperate move, Porsche's father arranged for his marriage to Kinn, the second son of the notorio...
