Suits ━Mark Tuan

Close call

Stella

I took off my cardigan leaving me in my black tank top, it's not like they mind. I'm kind of used to all of them already.

I started unraveling the wrapping from my ice cream cone. I placed the trash inside the plastic bag.

I looked around, seeing everyone busy doing their own thing. Mark was the only one sitting with me on the couch, but he's on his phone.

I decided of a plan to get his attention, because I felt like I needed to.

I let the ice cream sit on my hand for a bit. Waiting for it to melt, before starting to eat it.

I am eating it normally— except the fact that I was letting the ice cream drip on my top. It's obviously dripping and seen because my top was black and it's strawberry ice cream.

I let some of it go to the sides of my lips, only to slowly lick it off after he noticed it. I saw how he bit his lower lip before looking at me.

"Stop that, Stella." Guess who.

"Stop what?" I innocently asked.

Mark turns his head to different directions. My eyes follow where he would look.

Shit. I didn't notice the others. They were looking at me. Not everyone but- finally I noticed some of them were stealing glances.

They all looked away after Mark stared at them, and after I notice too.

Jinyoung was kind of caught but proceeded to cooking.

That's when Mark put down his phone and stood up from the couch.

He's taking off his bomber jacket-

And his black hoodie–

Is he literally gonna do this in front of me?

He threw his hoodie beside me, leaving him in his white tank top.

What a fucking tease.

You can obviously see traces of his abs since the tank top was hugging his body. And his eye-catching toned biceps. 

If he was a snack I would've devoured him right now.

I was busy admiring his body when he spoke.

"Change into that. Ice cream is pretty sticky." he said, now starting to wear his bomber jacket.

Oh. If we were alone, I know you wouldn't do this.

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After coming out of the bathroom, Mark was nowhere near my sight. I went outside to find him.

He's obviously here, at the terrace. I found him after seeing the back of his figure through the sliding door.

He was feeling the breeze. He heard the sliding sound which made him turn around. He's now leaning his back on the railings.

He's holding a cup, looking at me from head to toe, with those eyes that for sure wants to tell me something.

"You're a dangerous woman, Stella." A serious look on his face.

"You just noticed then?" I slowly walk towards him.

"I knew it from the start." I leaned my back. I'm now beside him.

"Oh Mark." I chuckled lightly.

"I can do more than that." I said proudly, as if Mark was the prey, and I was the predator.

Instead of silence, because I was expecting him to be quiet to think of his next response I heard him laugh.

That was an unexpected, I look up, seeing devilish smirk.

"But you don't know what I could do—yet, Stella. I can work harder than the devil can."

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I mean atleast I gave y'all a warning before the book even started. Not gonna update on Sunday, and why are my readers so quiet : (