"We shouldn't be doing this..." But my mind was in a bliss, unable to act rationally, knowing it was beyond wrong.
He only pulled me closer, "I don't care." He wanted this as much as I did.
Maybe I just was the description they claimed I was.
The bad bitch, two-faced, "Ms. Steal-your-man".
"M-mark..." I pulled away when his hands started to roam below the safe area. Standing up in a second, reality suddenly coming back to me.
His eyes were dark, lustful. "I can't." I said between deep breaths, who knew he had such sinfully tasty lips. I do for sure. "You gotta girlfriend, I don't know what got into me..." I felt like pulling my hair out. It was the damn 23rd time this happened. Yes, I've been counting.
"Re-..." He bit his swollen lips, drawing my attention to them, feeling the same feeling I dreaded. "No." But I cut him off before he could draw me in, again. Closing my eyes, I let a sigh escape my lips, "I gotta go." I found myself sprinting out of the empty classroom, before things got any farther.
I'm not a girl who goes around stealing guys from their girlfriends. I wasn't a girl who slept with half the boys in this school.
Mark and I. That was just a mistake. After all, we are...just friends.
Y/N, a simple woman, joins the deadly games to pay off debts after her mother's death. Young-Il, a heartless soul, controls the games, watching everything from afar while sipping on his glass of whisky.
But this year is different. When he spots Y/N, number 160, during the game of "Red Light, Green Light," he can't help but grow more obsessed with her.
The first game ends, and Young-Il decides it's time to join the games himself, meet her, and make her his forever. Not that he will allow anyone else to even look at her
But will Y/N really trust him?