CH-305 Serial Killer.

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I walked out from one of the stalls while fixing my dress

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I walked out from one of the stalls while fixing my dress. I moved to counter wasing my hands and look at myself in mirror. My hairs are not in there right place not like when I had came to club its because of all the dancing I did, my eyes are slightly red in colour because of all the alcohol I consumed and my face is reddened, the sweat breeds stuck on my skin.

I sighed heavily wiping my hands on napkin I started to fix myself, feeling quite frustrated too. Earlier, Jimin and I were leaving the dance floor to get some privacy but we ended up walking into another couple who I don't know, but they are the friends of my husband. So we had to spend time with them too. I had excused myself to use washroom and also to catch a moment of air because my friends out there are not running out of energy tonight.

Reapplying my lipstick. I fixed my hairs, when a light knock on the door take my attention, moving to open the door.
I unlock it and suddenly my husband usher inside, my eyes go widen as he hurriedly lock the door.

Suhani- What are you doing in ladies rest-

He cutt me off while walking toward me, backing me into the wall behind me and pinning his hands on either side of my head.

Jimin- Angry or Frustrated Mrs Park?

Suhani- None of your concern, did your friends leave?

Jimin- Oh baby you can stop sulking.

Suhani- Jimin, go out this is ladies restroom. I am about to come out why you are here?

Jimin- I am here for you.

He replied without a second beat, the air between us changes, making it incredibly hard for me to breathe. To think straight.

Suhani- I need a moment.

Jimin- From me? You need a moment from me?

Suhani- I need to use restroom, Jimin. Now leave from here.

Jimin- Sounds like you are running away from me.

I rolled my eyes at his remark but his face stays serious.

Suhani- I am not running away, just needed a moment to fix myself.

Jimin- Good, because you won't be able to escape me ever.

Suhani- You sounds too confident.

Jimin- I am because I will drag you back to me if you try to run away from me.

His challenging gaze telling me to make a move and a my stupid mind who is always ready to take worst decision is forcing me to try him out. My chest pumps as we stare at one another for a beat, the two of us waiting for the other to make a move. To hell with it. I dart to the side, but he's prepared.

I barely make it an inch before his hand is cupping the underside of my jaw and slamming me back into the wall before him. I gasp, and it's the last breath I'm allowed before his mouth crushes mine. His tongue pries my lips apart, diving in and curling against the roof of my mouth. I lash my tongue against his and grip the shirt, pouring all my pent-up frustration into the kiss.

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