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"Hm?"

"Nothing." I smiled pleasantly. Jesus. Christ. "I really hate you" I said under my breathe. I heard a small chuckle.

"Baby-" he placed his hand over mine, and slowly shifted near me.

"This is the first time you've called me that. "

"It will be used for special occasions only." he highlighted.

"What do you imply by that?" He hugged me from behind.

"It means you look very very very hot tonight." he whispered. His deep voice rang through my ears. Silence filled the air.

He turned me around and pressed his lips against mine. My lips sunk in his and I melted against him, because of the sensation. The weird feeling of comfort swept over my body, making my body grow hot.

I was freezing, yet he seemed like the only one who could breathe fire into me.
He is the only one who could heal me. Heal all of my wounds and scars. He is the only medicine I desperately need.

Diabolic Desire

When Jin-ae and Soo-ah came to Singapore, my heart was bursting on the inside. It was when I realized I had fallen for our sex-appeal-king, Jinyoung.


I shouldn't have let Jin-ae meet me. I was worried a lot (Well not 'a lot', I was worried to DEATH). 'Jinyoung said he likes me', was what kept me going throughout. Or else I would've died. Heh.


"The reason why I don't want to have sex for now-" I paused. "It's because-"


"You're scared." he completed. "I know, darling. It was easy to find out. I'll wait until you're ready. However long it may be."


"Yuna." Jinyoung called. "Give me a hug." he cried beside me on the bed.


It was almost 2 am and he was still up, working in his laptop. He received a call from his father later in the night because of an emergency related to work. I woke up too but I couldn't go back to sleep so I started to watch what he was working.


"They're killing me, Yuna" he wheezed, squinting his eyes at me.


I sat up from the bed. I suddenly got powered up. "Work haRD! Don't you wanna become a boss, making people suffer?!" I pulled on a 'fighting' face. 


"They'll come to you begging for mercy. And you'll be like 'FIRED!'. And you'll also throw your chair-"


"Just- Just give- All I asked was for a hug. " he looked at me in awe. "I didn't know you had so many dreams of me slitting people's throats, up in that small head of yours."


"I- didn't dream of you cutting people's throats though."


"I can imagine what you would've thought then." he murmured.


He ditched his laptop on the other side of the bed, and wrapped his arms around me. His breathe fell on my neck, and I was shivering with my heart squeezing. As if it was a reflex, I hugged him back.


SPECIAL CHAPTER 2