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...
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He bought it.
Every bit of it.
Seonghwa lies comfortably asleep beside me as the sun creeps in behind closed curtains. The tiny specks of light reflect on his face, illuminating his ethereal features. I tenderly brushed his bicep all the way to his collarbone, slowly outlining his jaw and the sharp of his face.
He looked lovely this way.
He was lovely when he didn't look at me so mean.
I avert my attention behind him where I can see the snow falling from the little opening of the curtain. Piece by piece they fell to the ground and disappeared, it's beauty being snuffed out. I was so mesmerized by it that I didn't realize Seonghwa had awoken until he smothered my neck with kisses.
All I could think about was that girl being so close to his last night.
And seeing as there's only one who I knew he was ever interested in, it wasn't a good thing. It meant that she was here and they obviously both weren't over each other. Any sane female wouldn't let her man anywhere near his ex whom he still loved.
At first, I honestly couldn't have cared if he got with another woman. But now seeing him with her, I'd prefer anyone else but.
I needed to keep him occupied otherwise this entire thing could go to shit.
I grabbed a hold of his hand under the sheets and guided them to my bare crotch, he smirks at the gesture and shortly finds himself hovering me. It's not long before cock finds vagina and we fuck the third time within twenty-four hours. If I wasn't on birth control, I guarantee that I would've gotten pregnant by the end of the trip.
Seonghwa, with his messy bed head, is more vocal with his pleasure in the morning. As rare as it was, he couldn't contain his sexy little grunts. He grips my breast, twisting my nipple as he takes the other in his mouth, twirling his tongue around it. My little pink-tinted buds were hardened at the touch and Seonghwa gives it a hard suck.
His hard cock felt like a metal baseball bat was being shoved up my vagina. The friction only grows stronger as I start contracting around him, my walls closing in as I relish in the sensation. I can hear the wet, slapping even under the blankets. It's the only noise left to hear under his beautiful moans.
I was never one for morning sex but it seems as though I'll be reconsidering it entirely. It was an exhilarating feeling that fueled my adrenaline, like a shot of espresso to start the day. But instead of adding cream in my coffee, I had cum in my vagina.
"Good morning," he whispers as a thank you for the quick fuck. Seonghwa kisses my forehead before leaning over to grab his phone off the nightstand.
I crawl over for my routine hug after sex.
"I was informed that San brought a girl back to his room," Seonghwa reads through his text messages. He gives me a quick knowing glance before returning to checking his notifications. "Is that why Wooyoung is sleeping on our couch?"
