Grace Jung isn't the heroine of fairytales- she's the villain.
Everyone's always heard the story from the protagonist's point of view, but what about the antagonist?
After a scandal that landed her with a life-sentence, Grace must accept the offer...
I didn't say anything to him after the hug because to be frank... I was speechless.
I didn't think such a thing could come from someone like him. A part of me wondered if it was genuine or if it was all a part of his game in trying to win me over to let him fuck me. I knew everything I tried so hard not to give into was going to shit when I found out I prefer one over the other.
I showered, alone.
I was in deep thought the entire time and probably stayed in there longer than I should've. I asked myself repeatedly if having sex with him would cure this longing I had, if everything that was going on in my mind would just go away. Surely I've built up this lust for him because he's playing hard to get— well, I was.
All in all, I just hated this feeling. I've never craved another person this much before and it's driving me insane.
For a girl who has never been denied anything in her life, this was absolutely shitty for me. I could have literally anything and everything at my fingertips with just one thought.
He was a challenge, that's for sure.
I tried to hurry and look presentable as I waited for Seongwha. He didn't speak to me much afterwards, not because of him, but because of me. I could tell that he knew I didn't want to speak to him because I literally ignored everything he said. It wasn't entirely intentional though.
After landing, we immediately go to the hotel for the rest of the morning. I lay around and eat, watch Netflix and nap until it's time to get ready for the little fancy dinner party. The stylist arrives with four carts of exclusive dresses specially designed by him and never worn by anyone.
My designer was the same. Fabio designed clothes made for me and only me. Even his other designs were only made once and either discarded or put on display after wear. It was all part of the exclusivity concept and it worked pretty damn well.
People broke their backs to replicate what I had.
"Darling. You are beyond stunning as stunning gets and maybe even more if possible," he air-kisses me his goodbyes. "It was a pleasure working with someone as legendary as you!"
"Aw, you're too kind," I playfully tap his arm.
"Seonghwa, the next time you're in town you have to bring her over to my studio. I would love to design a masterpiece for her," he says to my fiancé.
Seonghwa only nods and then they say their goodbyes. Everything was quick and short, partially rushed because of the sudden time changes. The dinner was unexpectedly bumped up an hour which was respectively inconvenient for us both.
"He's right," Seonghwa appears behind me and makes eye contact with me through the mirror. His eyes then drop to my bare shoulder and lingers in that specific area. "You look beautiful."
He looks at me again only to gently sweep my hair back and lean forward. His lips gently glide down my neck all the way to my shoulder and leaves a kiss. Such a simple kiss yet it causes such powerful after effect. I wanted to throw myself at him and off a cliff all at once. His eyes are fierce and lustful, almost too animal-like.
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