The love of my Wife

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The worst thing about being a celebrity is running away from paparazzi's. It feels as if I am running away from my troubles, which they are one of them, but somehow I also feel thrilled loving the chase. Even though I always claim I hated it, I became a celebrity because of all the fuss and drama the paparazzi's brought up making my life feel like an adventure. It was a love and hate relationship you could say. I loved and hated it at the same time. I run away cursing them, I read their articles complaining about them and stood in front of them wishing they could get my side profile more because I believe I look better from the side. Sometimes we humans don't even know what we actually want.

It was a dark night I was having my usual run away routine to the park from the back of the building. I noticed a bench, it was too dark to be noticed the street light next to it must be broken because there was no light. The other benches had lights but they were at least 300m away. There was a huge tree its branch looking like a hand out to cover the bench making it a great spot to hide. I didn't waste time and threw my self to the darkest end of the bench.

"OUch! The he-"

I quickly jumped off and looked up to see the reporters were on their way here. I quickly covered the mouth of the person. I still didn't have a good look at who it was. It was dark and all I could feel was the mouth against my hands. They started to wriggle to be let out and the whines I had to put my hands around their head to secure my grip and noticed a bushy like long hair surprised I accidentally took my hand off and brought it upon their chest. It was a girl, a black girl, that's my guess it was too dark to tell her apart. She tried to wriggle her hand out which I had firmly griped. At this time the paparazzi was close I was in a bind I had to stop her whimpers and she was wriggling too much. I had to shut her up so I did. I successfully did.

I kissed her. Not a peck or anything I went full-on like my dramas. My adrenaline was pumping I could literally see the whites of her eyes staring at me guilting me but couldn't do much. The scare my heart was giving me with how much it was beating made me freeze like a block of ice. I could literally feel my body was on fire and pumping away. I couldn't even pinpoint where my heart was at that point I was too lost in the kiss and those dark eyes. Too scared to look I closed my own and kept kissing as if my life depended on it. The sound of running feet passed and I was still on her mouth. It felt like i was on cloud 9 and didn't want to go back down anytime soon. I was lost. I didn't even feel her wiggle her arms out and push me off her which left me standing on my shaky legs.

She stood and slapped me hard. I loved it, wasn't even offended i craved it more. She stood and came close I believe I had a goofy smile when i suddenly saw her. There was a light over her beautiful face she had an annoyed scowl her bushy hair looked like a curled afro. big brown eyes and straight nose large kissable lips and beautiful dark brown eyes. I moved closer to kiss her again I was under a web of her spell. she was beautiful and dark. She came close and I felt a huge blow down my stomach.

"Ugh!" I groaned and bent.

"Next time is down there!" she growled.

Damn, she was hot. I coughed a couple of times and stood.

"Arent you Kim Soohyun!" she was baffled.

"Wonder what those reporters think when I go and tell them you've been going around kissing people you never met!" she was fuming. And with that, I was woken up from her spell.

" I'm so sorry i can explain... I was running away from them and ... and ..though I could hide here and then i sat and it was you... then you wouldn't shut up so ..." i swear i sounded like a pussy.

"I couldn't What?! Shut Up! " she was flabbergasted. I felt like a kid being scolded after ruining a wedding cake. It was that bad and thrilling.

"I'm sorry, i didn't mean that i just didn't want them to come this way and ... I am so sorry!" i was lost for words i could feel the heat of her temper all the way here. She took deep breaths and turned looked around and made across. She must be catholic I thought.

" Just don't do that again." she turned to leave. I felt like my heart was going to give out if i just let her go.

" Hey! Wait don't leave" Damn I sounded desperate. "I mean I'm sorry. Can i make it up to you? Do you wanna go get coffee or something"

"Aren't you a celebrity? won't people probably recognize you if they saw you and plus i don't drink coffee."

" I mean ... i want to make it up to you" i was really desperate i could hear it in my voice. I'm so embarrassing. I cleared my throat took a deep breath to calm my beating heart and

" you should take responsibility " she suddenly said

" huh! sure I will" I was surprised I noticed I had my eyes on my feet and looked up to see her with a flabbergasted smile. She suddenly started laughing.

" You are really weird," she said and started walking.

" I thought you wanted to make it up to me," she said. I noticed I was just watching her walk away. I smiled and speed-walked to her side.

She is really beautiful was my last thought that night.