"Hello!"
She yawned and took the call. She was worried being sat on her bed at the edge of the night.
"Hello! Love, It's Jungkook" He said with cracked voice, holding ray of hopes.
She felt her heart frantically skipped a beat. She knows it can't...
It's been a month of their marriage. Everything seems pretty unusual to both of them yet they are enjoying their time being different from their usual lifestyle.
After a big celebration both of them are living apart from their family in an apartment. Well apparently that is one of the apartment owned by Jeongguk's father, one of the rich businessman of South Korea.
Mr. Jeon and Mr. Lee is being business partners for years, more like brothers to each other. They decided to marry off their child when they were in high school. The trust in each other can be mainly said for the reason as well as some profits in their business can be said too.
Yiana denied the fact that she is going to marry one whom she don't even know. She didn't even tried to know more about Jeongguk whereas their parents tried a lot to get them along.
But it was different in case of Jeongguk. He was decent, hardworking and kind of shy from childhood. For having good looks and charming aura, girls kept drooling over him. His well defined body and the deep orbs of eyes never left one to get amazed.
But he never payed attention to those. And after knowing the fact that his future is already tangled with Yiana, he didn't look after any other person. Yes, it was bit hesitating for him at first but somehow he didn't even realized when he really started to feel some unknown, warm feelings for her.
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When the morning sunrays escaped the cream tint curtains of window, it fell on his eyes causing him woke up from sleep yet a bit abruptly. Rubbing his eyes he turned towards his right, where she was sleeping peacefully.
Yes, it's been a month but they have never been close to each other. Sleeping in the same bed but still being distant to each other in such a small area. It's not like they don't crave each other's closeness or love but even the urge is being covered with some sorts of unknown feelings.
But maybe today it was different. The urge was getting deeper. But his shyself kept holding him back. He couldn't keep his eyes off from the sleeping goddess beside him. Messed hair all over her forehead and nape, with a slight pink cream tint on lips was making her state more alluring.
His stare didn't leave her collarbone, slightly covered with her honey brown hair. Tip of his fingers touched her cold skin. He tugged some of her hairs behind her ear. He noticed her pupil is moving.
