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❝ Will your mouth still remember
the taste of my love?❞

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“Slaughter of innocence”

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I HAVE BEEN SO STUPID, so stupid to believe all his lies. But he shouldn't even be blamed for, it's all my fault. How could I let a man I barely even knew anything about mean something to me. I was setting myself in an illusion.

I stared up at him, his eyes darkened to the color of an old brandy. I felt undeniably defenseless in front of him.

The way his hand moved up towards my waist, and the way he captured my face in between those long fingers. I almost felt my soul burning for him.

“Why are you doing this to me? Why are you here don't you want to be with that woman, to kiss her again?”

I asked, my voice somehow hard and rough I felt his hand nearing my core. I dared not move even an inch.

“It’s business you won't understand. ”

I wasn't surprised by his words. And was more surprise when I felt him touch me, within the thin lacy fabric of my underwear. He stared down at me through those thick lashes.

And with the strength still left in me I ripped his hand away. He looked deceived when I moved ten feet away from him, to not let him touch me anymore.

I knew very well what game he was playing. He was trying to seduce me to get him what he wanted from the start.

With the woman inside me that begged me to go run into his arms, I still gathered up the courage and spoke,“ So kissing other woman is your business. Then please care to tell me am I a business too, is that's why you kissed me said those things to me?”

Long blonde strands fell loosely on his face covering his features, his face remained calm even though it felt like he was getting just on verge of getting angry. Very angry.

“Is that what you think of me?”

He asked, his eyes moved over my face before locking on mine.

“It’s what I saw tonight. ” 

I stared at him feeling my belly curl up despite being pissed at him.

Then he whispered back, “I’m not certain what you think of me as but I do have feelings for you. Feelings like desire, passion, lust. ”

I know he by his words that he wasn't lying at least not this time. When he came face to face, his hot breath fanning across my face. I felt aroused.

His large hand came up to my waist, and he pulled me in. His scent intoxicating my lungs.

I don't know what was happening, when suddenly everything around me started getting hazy. My vision turned blurry, I felt the floor underneath my feet moving.

God what was happening to me?

“I’m sorry, ” I heard his voice say, as I felt everything around me turn black. I couldn't possibly feel anything just that I was falling but someone was holding me.

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The sunlight pours in through the hastily drawn curtains, the clock on the mantle piece ticks its relentless countdown, the thin needle making it way mercilessly round and round the face. I close my eyes again and burry my face in the palms of my hands.

My head hurts like hell. I feel like puking my liver out. I groaned with frustration.

“You’re up.”

I heard his voice causing me to look. He was standing there in front of me with nothing but a towel around his waist. My eyes followed the shape of his perfect tanned abs. I tired not stare so long but he caught me checking him out. Which possibly made him smirk and move farther.

Looking at my surroundings I noticed that I was in his bed. Wearing nothing but a bra and underwear.

Well could anything be better?

I pushed the blankets aside and tried sitting up when I immediately dropped back when my head felt like it was hit by a brick. I pressed my knuckles and instantly groaned in pain.

“Fück.”

I hissed as tried to get my vision to their proper senses but failed as my head exploded into yet another sting of  pain.

“Does your head hurts?”

I heard him ask in his supper seductive voice and that's when I lost it completely standing up to my feet. I stared him in the eye with nothing but pure rage.

“You drugged my drink.”

I spoke smugly trying to hide the fact that the man before me. Somewhat intimidated more than ever.

Taehyung stood and peered down at me, his eyes clouding he perused my almost-naked body,“Fuck Paris, you're making want to cancel all my meetings and I really need to go.”

I rolled my eyes and dropped my hands to get the sheets to cover myself up.

“Don’t try to change the subject. What made you drug my drink?”

“What could've I done you leave me no choice. ”

He murmured, his dark eyes so intense it had my stomach churning. The look on his face resembled those of an angry flame, spreading all around.

“What could've possibly happened to me, Taehyung?”

“You don't know that. But those men,” he stepped closer his hand reaching towards my waist then dropping down to pull me forward,“they were dangerous. Anything could've possibly happened to you. It was your luck that I was there yesterday, ” he spoke as  I could literally feel his length touch my thigh by the thin materiel of towel the held around on his waist.

“Nothing was happening to me and besides I was having quite fun. I should tell you that Namjoon is such a great company. ”

And I purposely said that to make him feel jealous, to feel what I felt when he kissed that woman in front of my eyes yesterday.

“Company you barely know Namjoon he's a player.”

He rasped out, as he slammed my back against the wall. Caging me in between his strong muscular arms, making me his prisoner. Leaving no place to escape.

“Oh, I love players. Everything about their ways attracts me.”

It was then his eyes lit with humor close and that was even better.

“That’s it angel face, you asked for it.”

“Taehyung,” I whispered.

His free hand found the small of my back and he pulled me to him, slowly but surely with firmness I could not deny. And then he touched my chin and tilted my face to his stopping only to whisper my name before capturing my mouth in a kiss, that was blinding in it's intensity.

He was hungry, needy, and he kissed me as if he would die without me, as if I was his very food, his air, his body and soul.

It was the type of kiss a woman could never forget. The sort of I had never dreamed possible.

“Does he makes you feel like this.”

He groaned, the words sounding as if they were ripped from his mouth.

“No, it's all you. ”

I fell into the kiss as an array of sensation dampened my panties. It made me crazy for more. He devoured my mouth like starving predator intent on destroying his prey whole. His hand squeezed the sensitive flesh behind my knee. As I let go of the sheets letting them fall to the floor. He smirked as his hand slides towards my white lace panties. He caught my moan and nipped at my lower lip, bathing the swollen flesh with the tip of his tongue.

TO BE CONTINUED

author's note:

Well another steamy chapter. I was totally in the mood to write this. It took me all day to come up with this scene Lol.

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