𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑

PART 73

The sunlight peaked in through the curtains falling on Tae's face in strips form. A soft unpleasant sound left her lips, with a groan she held her head, eyes still closed and then slowly opened them. She looked around.

Jungkook lied beside her, shirtless, hair messy and a lipstick mark on his neck. Her eyes widened, she looked down at herself, she was covered in a duvet, she pulled over the blanket and looked inside, she wore Jungkook's shirt and her saree was neatly folded on the beside chair.

Her eyes fell over the mirror, she slowly sat up, blush spread over her cheeks. Her hair messy, lipstick strained from her lips to cheek, and cheeks red. Slowly, almost shyly she looked down at him, his muscular bare veiny arm was wrapped around her waist loosely, his jaw strained with lipstick and lips had a pecked mark.

Her head was paining, she slowly removed his arm from herself holding the shirt on her chest and ran to the washroom, the soft chiming of her anklets filling the room. Unknown, Jungkook's one eye opened and then he opened them fully, crossed his hands and kept them behind his head, lay flat on the bed and stared at the ceiling with a smile, a chuckle leaving his lips.

The last night flashed in front of his eyes and a soft laugh left his lips. He whispered in his deep raspy voice, “Cute.”

Flashback:-

Jungkook looked at Tae lying flat on the bed, hiding her face. He took a deep breath and muttered under his breath, “This innocent wife of mine.”

With an endearing chuckle, he gently held her wrist and pulled her upward towards himself. She sat up with a jerk, her hair falling behind her, a few strands falling on her eyes, lips formed into a pout and cheeks slightly pink. He leaned down, close to her and planted a soft kiss at the tip of her nose.

A shy smile appeared on her lips, she buried her face into his chest and muttered, “Hubby…”

“Hmm?” He hummed, keeping his chin at the top of her head, a smile ever so soft filled with love dancing on his lips. She didn't speak, his eyes shone with confusion at her silence and then he felt it. Her lips pressing against his neck, his eyes widened, her arms snaked around his neck as she pulled him down.

At the sudden force, he lost his balance and fell on the bed along with her under him. Before he could register, she rolled them over and rested on top of him. She sneaked a glance at him and leaned towards his ear, a wicked smile forming on her lips.

“I love you.” She whispered in his ear, her voice was calm, dipping like molten with force, like a silk straightening. His breath caught in his throat, warmth enveloped his ears and neck at the sudden confession. His hold loosen over her and she tightened her hold on his neck.

She slid her hand down, smooth, deliberate and nowhere innocent. Her lips pressed against his cheek and she gave a deep kiss there, as she moved back the loud sound of her kiss was heard and it made his blush deepened. Her next target was his neck, she pressed her lips against his neck and gave a loud kiss there, until she softened it into something calm, gentle.

She softly bit his skin and then with a soft peck added, “better.”

She moved away from him and stood up, he followed by sitting, his eyes flickered with confusion, she slowly lowered herself on his lap, pressed her pointer finger on his lips and whispered, “You are mine.”

“Why all of sudden?” He asked, his one eyebrow raised, and yet a reluctant smile fought to form on his lips. She gave a light hit to his chest and said, “Why are you talking so much to that girl named Angel? She had been continuously hitting on you.”

“Angel?” He muttered in confusion, and soon a light heartened laughter escaped his lips. He said with a chuckle, “She was my aunt's sister's daughter. Moreover, I'm married to this girl on my lap.”