lost in the fire; jjk au

Chapter I : Used to it, pt.2

Hilly City, Sivile District
4:21PM

    Pushing the huge wooden door open, the first thing hitting my eyes was the dazzling light coming from the living room's chandelier.
As usual, the house looked incredibly clean and the expensiveness of the furniture surrounding me looked fancier than ever.

It is only while advancing through the bright hallway leading to the shared room that I started feeling a tingling pain on my left cheekbone, probably a bruised caused by that brat.

It was nice to feel home again, though, after bearing with the awfulness of the outside.
The world of the night truly was a horrible world to live within.
And yet, all of us were deeply involved into it.  
Completely immersed in that trashy universe whose only aim was to turn its inhabitants into mere monsters.
Sucking every inch of innocence within your self and replacing it with poisonous hatred towards everyone and anyone.

Evie; 'Goodnight Jungkook' The sweetness of a feminine voice resonated in my ears; and detaching my eyes from the tile floor, I finally noticed the smug smile her lips were forming as she closed and put her novel down.

    To tell the truth, I wouldn't be able to confess whether seeing her after such horrible days felt like a relief or like another heavy pain in my ass.
There is a legend that says that seeing your wife after a long and exhausting day of work is considered as the most relieving feeling to ever exist and it goes on saying that the first thing that crosses your mind when that time of the day comes is to recklessly fuck her on the same bed you both sleep so dearly.

    May I say... that is all bullshit.
    And nothing more than that.

Here in Hilly City, there's no shelter you'll ever find that was built over a contented mariage.
Ours really makes no exception.

Jungkook; 'G'night!', She came up to me and planted a gentle kiss over my swollen lips, smiling at me right after.

Evie; 'Oh my God, Jungkook, you look all broken!' She sadly shook her head, examining my bruised face and then sharply ordered one of the maid to quickly bring her a first aid kit. Her hands went to my suit, removing my vest, my blooded bloused and my undershirt. She thus had a full sight over my bare torso.

    My eyes unconsciously landed over the clothes covering her slim body.
Just a silky black robe, hovering another thin layer of fabric she claimed was a night dress, but that rather looked like a 'fuck-me-daddy-thing'; yet, she didn't have a daddy that could fuck her, so I just assumed that it was indeed a night dress.

    No lie, Evie was a sumptuous being. She was undoubtably the most gorgeous woman I had ever met and will ever meet in my whole existence. Her looks were both angel and demon like.
That name fitted her so well, she could easily dress up as a witch, but that dazzlingly beautiful witch that bewitches any man by the only power of her breathing.
Or Circe-like, poisoning men, but without even using real poison. Her lips were enough for that.

    Her skin, as smooth as a rose petal; delicate and fruity, a pure pleasure to taste.
    She would drive any man completely mad, and I had seen that, I had witnessed the way she would wrap a man around her finger... and then, kill him, pitilessly.

[Hilly City
Chapton Hotel
3 years ago]

    The heavy smoke of burning toxins in her cigar quickly filled the red bedroom, hiding her face from the man standing before her.
She had called him over ten minutes ago, and only God knew how fast he had driven from downtown to here, the kind of distance that you only drive while being sober, he obviously wasn't.