CH 16: Alcohol

ROSE 

“how about I make you remember, every second of it …” he smirked.

 He came a little closer to my face—way closer to my face that I could feel his minty breath and I was sure he did too; not minty but the smell of the hungover soup; I quickly closed my mouth. Instead, his gaze lifted from my lips to my eyes. Something in my stomach was moving and I realized they were butterflies. I wondered why in the world I feel like this whenever he comes close to me.

Why? his slightest touch makes me have goosebumps. Why his intense gaze affects me so much that I can't even pull myself back from it. It's like he's holding me without actually holding me.

I know he was handsome, sexy, and attractive; almost ethereal but he wasn’t the world man this attractive in the world. I was sure there would be hundreds of men like him. Then why he? Only he affects me this much.

There had been so many men gathering attention during our wedding reception, but I wasn’t attracted to any of those. His hand was burning on my waist, and apparently, that was the only thing in mind.

Why his touch makes me afraid but at the same time excites me the most?  Why does my body feel weak around him while my heart feels as if running a formula 21 race? Come on, I can't live like this­—not at all.

 My face froze as his gaze went back to my lips. All the insecurities were gone, and my lips ached to be touched. His lips came near and my eyes automatically closed as if already surrendering to his action.

And then...

I waited…

I waited to be touched…my lips, my body, my heart dying from the anticipation.

I waited a zillion years…

And then….I realized…..I had made a complete fool of myself. Yeah—First; I excepted something that I really (really) shouldn’t be expecting and second; I got rejected. Rejection feels the same as physical pain and I was sure I was definitely feeling it.

why the hell did I close my eyes? I refuse to take them as my eyes. I-I—divorce. Right now, right here. I divorce my eyes.

My eyes crushed hard while a frown of regret covered my forehead. I could sense he was laughing at me. His face was covered in a satisfied grin. I myself had given him a reason to tease. I opened my eyes with the intention to see him smirking. Instead, his gaze was still fixed — deadly serious, as if observing every change in my expression. It roamed around my every feature and then came back to my lips.

“I-I..” I was about to give an excuse when his fingers touched my lips asking me to remain silent. He again lifted his intense gaze to meet the pupils. Then slowly slipping his face to my ear with his lips parted "Do you still want me to tell you what happened?"

My eyes flat opened while a trail of cold chills started to flow over my body and adrenaline rushed to my face and my words came into a stutter "I...I'll find it my... myself "

He moved his face from my ears and again fixed his gaze on my eyes. I could feel my eyes turning down with the flush on my cheeks

 “let's see !!” he smirked and walked out of the room with the speed of light.

 What the hell that I’ve done?

RYAN

 I could see her blush as I was about to kiss her. To be true I was a little disappointed when she said she doesn't remember anything. It wasn't as if I was expecting her to remember all of that but even forgetting a kiss was a little disappointing.

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I grabbed her arms and was taking her to our room when she stopped in the middle and asked to kiss me. I was surprised more to say shocked. I had never been received such an order from anyone. I glanced over every other person in the room to see their reactions— also to confirm the fact that I haven't heard it wrong. My grandma stood up blushing while my mother said " I think we're not in need here" she was trying not to smile.

“KISS ME !!!” She again shouted. “wasn't our wedding kiss p—” I again pushed my palm around her mouth and she pouted when I removed it.

 “Let's go to our room,” I said, trying my best to blush. Yes! I was blushing, again. God, no woman has ever made me blush this hard.

“No, I want it here, right now,” she said patting her leg on the floor. She was being a damn child as if asking for candy.

 “But—” I was about to say when she pulled me closer to finally lick my lips. She was standing on her tippy toes, and my eyes were still wide open when she locked my lips with her. My whole body burnt with my escaping the borders of my chest.

It was the first time I felt like actually being molested that too—by my own wife. I could feel my body giving up to the pleasure that I was feeling. My heart raced and an urgent desire to pull her closer and to deepen the kiss felt inside my chilling body. I was about to wrap my hands over her firm body when she snatched off breaking the kiss. I bit my lips looking at her needly. She smiled shyly and was about to say something when out of a sudden she covered her face preventing herself from puking. I grabbed her to support but she shoved me off and ran over to vomit inside a flower pot situated at the corner of the lobby.

I was almost silent for a moment trying to take grasp of the whole situation. I had never made any girl puke from my kiss.

She was drunk. I managed to reassure myself and then moved to comfort her. After puking some alcohol she finally lifted her face to see me.

 “You taste like alcohol,” she said while passing me a shy smile.

 Ignoring her heartless remark I ask a servant to pass me some water.

“Let's go…”I said after making her drink some water.

 “what?” I ask seeing the confused look in her eyes.

 “Why do you drink so much..” she struggled to stand so I had to hold her tightly “when you can't handle” she looked at me and smiled “see you are even struggling walk”

 I can’t believe this..

 “Yes….I don't know why I even let you drink in the first place” I said with the straight face of realization of how wrong I really was. The shock had already left me a long ago and I was sure nothing could ever shock me anymore. You could even tell how a cow gave an egg and I wouldn’t even be surprised.

 “YAHH!!” She shouted. I could say that she was surely offended.

“I ..I mean don't know why I drank …” I again try to get control of her “Now let's go ...you need to help me get to our room ..okay” I pretended to be drunk.

“Okay ... LET'S GO”

God! She was so adorable...

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