seducing pink princess || Kim Seok Jin||

Lost in L***

A/N: Please read at your own risk. Im no professional writer. Everything is just for fun?

"Hyung, noona said he is skilled in bed".

That thought keep on ringing on his head like a millionth time. It made him crazy mad like he wanted to rip his wife apart. He do not like liars but he loathe cheaters the most and it doesn't help that his estrange wife is very open about it. He knew he doesn't necessarily love or like her and their relationship is a hundred percent genuine fake but he can't deny the fact that his heart is hurt and he doesn't like the feeling at all. He wanted to punish her, punish her the way she deserves.

'Why they want to have partners who have those kinds of attribute? Is it a must? Can't they live without that? Shit, all women are fucking the same' His old memories were triggered unleashing the beast in him. 

He lift her on her waist and took a step closer to bed. Feeling the tip of his toes touched against the base of the foyer he let them fall down straddling her, their lips still connected.

She was struggling to get off of his hold but he pulled her impossibly close consuming her lips biting and tugging harshly. She tried to push him with all her might as she was out of breathe. She was luckily permitted but only to feel her neck being rummaged the next.

Her eyes widen as she felt the zipper slipped down from her back making her fitted dress lose a little. She panicked and punched his chest the hardest way she can but he reached pinning it above her head.

His other hand snaked at her back unhooking her bra making her squirm. She wanna shout but he immediately shut her with his hungry mouth.
She was exhausted, tired and emotionally drained, she can't help but cry totally giving up.

He definitely freeze as he tasted her salty tears on his lips. He looked up at her and shame washed over him after seeing her face all covered with sparkly tears.

Her tears shined brightly like a diamond as it was illuminated by the faint light coming  from the night lamp beside their bed. Her lips was also swollen and red purplish marks are scattered all around her neck.

He was beyond shock after realizing  what he has done. He covered her with a blanket and stood up as fast as he could.

"I-im sorry Yndi, I..I don't know what has gotten onto me" he felt terrible of himself and his eyes were panicking in disbelief. 

"Leave the fuck alone!" Her low voice hinted so much disgust. She was totally sobbing inwardly making her shoulders shake.

"L-look I may be drunk too. I do not know what I am doing, Yndi please" he brushed his face with so much regret written in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Violet, please forgive me will you?" He almost kneeled beside the bed pleading with his proposition.

"Can't you feel it?, I don't want either to see or talk to you right now so please, do me a favor  get the hell out of this room" she rolled up the blanket covering her entire self up to her head although it felt suffocating.

Admitting defeat he moved out of the room and took the couch lazily. "Seriously, what is wrong with me?" He slapped himself in the head. He can't hit his face of course.

He didn't knew if it was the alcohol in his blood stream or it was his raging hormones that was overtaking his whole system. Why was he behaving like that anyway? Was he jealous?

'Wait, why did I do that?' He asked himself trying to figure out the whole thing.

'Am I jealous?' He sat up straight from the thought. 'No, no, no I can't be jealous, that's impossible!' He slouched back again.

"Aish, this is crazy!" He stood and kicked the pillow hard making it fly and land on their wedding photo hanging on the wall. It tilted a little on the side with its head pointing to other corner of the house.

He stood reaching for the rectangular frame. He wasn't smiling in the photo but Yndi being a typical friendly face got this faint smile on her lips showing her cute dimple on her left cheek. 'She has dimples too' he poke that side of her face as if he can feel it through the glass.

'Why must you came into my life and mess everything around?' 'Why must you involve with my family? And why must you involve yourself in our company?' He stared at their photo a little longer and put it back properly.

He picked up the pillow and laid on the couch struggled himself to sleep. They hadn't eaten dinner properly but eating is the least on his list for now. He have to talk to her tomorrow for sure.

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Yndi woke up feeling sour. Her growling stomache reminded her she hadn't had any food last night. She tried to stand but she felt dizzy. "Shit hangover is really...shit" she was about to walk out of the room but the need to vomit made her take a detour to the bathroom.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Even ghost will be scared to look at me" she laughed crazily. She washed her face and brushed her teeth with an enormous amount of toothpaste. The bitter taste of alcohol and vomit still lingering on her mouth.

She combed her hair and tamed it tying high with a pony tail. She was clueless why she hadn't change her dress last night and her lips was swollen. Her hands shivered as she traced the red mark which are clearly visible on the croak of her neck. To say she being shocked is an understatement.

"What the hell is this?" She almost screamed in horror. She took off all her clothes and took a hot bath afterwards.

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Jin was cooking in the kitchen, his pink apron was hugging his hips. It's impossible for a cooking lover like him but he resisted not to cook for the entire time they were living in their house.

Mostly Yndi cooked for them or they called for a delivery but today is an exception. He has to apologise to her. His thoughts about last night making him sigh.

He set the table neatly, he even placed  three yellow tulips on the center and made her coffee. He took the most beautiful plates and sporks they have.

He had cleaned the entire house and finished the laundry at exactly six in the morning. He was sweating profusely but he don't mind at all, he kept on looking on their bedroom door coz anytime soon she will come out, well hopefully.

He was sitting on a chair with so much nervoussness sipping his skin, from time to time he would rub his hands pacing back and forth waiting for his wife to come out. After a while, the door cracked open revealing a fully dressed Yndi.

"Chamkaman Yndi'ssi, eodiga?!"