YOO-MI’s POV
Before we left the building, I headed to the lady’s room to see how the damage was done.As I look my reflection in the mirror, I could see my cheeks flushed. I pressed the back of my hand to my face and my skin was burning hot.My lips were swollen, my dress was skewed and my lipstick had been rubbed off.What did you do to me, Josh? I looked thoroughly disarranged, a total mess......“Where are we going?” I asked Josh as I buckled myself in the passenger’s seat. I don’t know why I craved to spend time with him and simply go wherever he wanted me to.Maybe I’m too afraid for him to leave me like what was happened two years ago, when someone left me without proper notice, without a proper goodbye.Maybe he noticed the fear in my eyes, so he grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “We’re going to The Club Syndrome.” He said, his eyes not taking off the roYOO-MI’s POVJosh and I decided to eat dinner at a steakhouse and he made sure we got one of the more private seats, away from the main crowd where it was less noisy.He intertwined our fingers from across the table and he was looking at me with eyes that seemed to be only for me.“Stop looking at me,” I whined with a smile on my face and he abruptly stood up and leaned forward, kissing me on the lips.The waiter who served our food cleared his throat awkwardly to get our attention and I was blushing so hard.We spent the rest of the dinner, chatting and telling me about what happened to his parents. I can see in his eyes how happy he was that finally, his dad decided to be with his mom and never leave her again.“Yoo-Mi, I have something else to tell you.” his expression became serious and I stopped eating, staring at him.“What is it?” I asked nervously, sipping my wine, glossing over my own life.&l
YOO-MI’s POVJosh grabbed my bags in one hand, holding my waist in the other as we leave the restaurant. He was treating me like a child, like I was a fragile thing to be taken care of.Going back to the car, Josh informed me that his friends would be joining us. He said he wants us to celebrate our engagement with his friends.I left the paper bag in his car and he carried my handbag like before. He did it without feeling embarrassing or obligated. He was genuinely willing to.The valet at Club Syndrome greeted us, as we entered the club. It was now considered a relatively high-class club, unlike the last time I went here, two years ago. It was now one of the cons for building a nightclub on the 40th story.The pros were that the view from up there was amazing, there were three floors to the club. The bar, stage, and dance floor, which was the ground with the VIP sofas, darts machines, and pool tables occupied the mezzanine floor.The rooftop bar
YOO-MI’s POVBoo, the manager came back with three voluptuous women, including Joy who were all in tight, revealing dresses and high heels.“Mr. Hong,” Boo announced their presence. This time, Josh waved a hand and gestured for the ladies to join us. “Please let the girls know if you need anything. They will serve your drinks.”Each lady sat beside each man, which meant one was sitting on the other side of Josh looked like just one of them too, sitting here and I tried not to be jealous.Josh still had his arm around me and I didn’t notice him blatantly ogle at them, which was a relief.Three Remy Martin was brought to our table shortly after and the women began pouring the liquor into glasses for all of us. I was expecting them to leave mine out but to my surprise, they didn’t. One of them actually smiled and slid my drink to me across the table.We did our cheers altogether, I saw the men gulping down the glas
YOO-MI’s POVSince I decided to marry her.” Josh seethed, letting go of JK’s poor shirt which was now wrinkled. He shot him another stern glare before sitting in the space between JK and I, his arm returned to my waist. “Are you okay?” he asked brushing his knuckles on my cheek as I nodded.“Hold up.” JK sat back down, wide-eyed. Seokmin scooted closer too. “This is her? This the Yoo-Mi you were talking about?”I didn’t know that Josh talked to his friends about me. Feeling a little embarrassed to be the center of the subject, I pressed further myself into Josh’s side.“Yes,” he said firmly, turning to kiss me on my lips. I gladly reciprocated despite the strong liquor taste in his mouth. This kiss was territorial, meant to put on a show to prove his point. That I was his.“Well, damn.” JK released a breath. “You never said you’re going to bring your fianc&e
YOO-MI’S POVI jolted awake, noticing that the sky was still dark. I couldn’t remember when but somehow we fell asleep. I wasn’t sure why I even woke up until I felt something poking behind my ass. I was wearing one of Josh’s big shirts and the hem lifted up, my bareback felt that thing touching me.My face turned red as a tomato when I realized it was Josh’s erection grinding against me in his sleep. Is he even aware of what he's doing in his sleep? He had me in a tight embrace, spooning me from behind.I flipped around to face him, trailing a finger down his jaw. It must have tickled him because he reached up to scratch the same spot. And I smiled teasing him again. He slightly opened his eyes and pulled me closer, kissing my temple, and closed his eyes again getting back to sleep.Nothing happened last night, and I was glad he kept his promises to wait until our wedding night. He just wanted to sleep with me, cuddle with me and wr
YOO-MI’s POVI sucked in a deep breath. I had no speech in mind. I was supposed to come up with something but my mind was blank. I had nothing. I started to wonder how my morning would’ve been if I didn’t come across his phone. I would probably have snuck back into his arms, teasing him, cuddling, and kissing each other.“Oh thank god,” I heard footsteps from behind me. Josh walked up to where I sat at the window and wrapped his arm around my waist. “You don’t know how scared I was to wake up and find you not in bed anymore.” He sighed, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck.I bit my lip. What now? I was still staring out the glass and was glancing around desperately, hoping to see a sign down there.When I didn’t respond, Josh turned me around by my shoulders to face him. I finally saw him, his hair was slightly disheveled from sleep. He had a pair of boxer briefs on, shielding his nakedness from me, hi
YOO-MI’s POV“What’s the most important thing to you?” I managed to choke out.Josh came to sit next to me concernedly. “Baby, I know something’s wrong. What is it?”But I couldn’t stay seated beside him, so closely with our knees touching, so I jumped up and moved to a corner.“Tell me Josh, do you really love me?” I asked again.“Of course, how can you even ask me that?” he ducked his head near my ear, his voice raw and husky as he spoke. “What else do you want for me to prove it to you?”I breathed.“Let me show you that I love you, that I care for you.” he moved closer. “Let me take care of you baby.” He spoke in a tantalizingly slow manner, stroking my jawbone with his index finger, his lips a fraction away from mine.I ignored the urge to close the gap, choosing rather to concentrate on the words that were running in my mind.
JOSH’s POVEIGHT YEARS AGOEight fucking years ago was the most regretful day of my life.Final exams were scheduled for next week. Yoo-Mi and I had been sleepless and cranky every night as we crammed together in our regular study sessions.My eyes fixated on Yoo-Mi, sitting behind my study table, concentrated on studying Trigonometry. Her pouty red lips moved so sensuously and her presence in my room was suffocating me, like I wanted to kiss her right here, right now.But I can’t do that. She had her full trust on me, she treated me as her best friend and she has a boyfriend, well fuck! A fucking ex-boyfriend who left her, who hurt her and made her cry repeatedly.I don’t understand how a beautiful girl like her needed to be hurt by some asshole, Yoon Jeonghan, the guy that I despised with every nerve fibre in my being, the immature, playboy narcissist who just cared about himself and every other person is a pawn in her life. The guy