6 meet his parent

Moxie

I'm ready for all kinds of attacks that may come from this man while he's glaring at me.

We just had sex! Now he's acting like nothing happened.

Is this how one-night stands work? Or maybe we hadn't finished it? I peek at his visible bulge secretly. As I see it, it's still hard... I wonder if it hurts. Maybe he's acting mad because of that?

But it's because of the accident. He doesn't need to act like a jerk. Why the hell did you point the blame at me?

Ugh!

Ice phones ring, which makes the atmosphere around them lighter. I hope he didn't fake his name like I did.

"Hello? Yes, I'm visiting their tomb. Why? Really?" "Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as possible."

I just listened to what this man had to say on the other side. Though she didn't understand she was frustrated enough to apprehend what he had been saying. Besides, it's not her business.

The call ended. His gaze turned back on me again.

"Don't think too highly of yourself," not because I was attracted to you earlier. It won't happen again. Remember this... "It's disgusting to eat what you throw up."

My eyes widen after the man says that. I need 100 percent control over myself to not kill him right now. I've done enough for this day. "I had to rest."

"If you're affected enough, I'll think you're just a man. What would you think?"

"Tss; indeed, weird."

The man was uttering some words. Yet his voice was too slow to hear.

"Don't worry, I'm not into garbage." That's what I say to be even. His words hit my nerves. What would I do? Sit here and do nothing.

The guy's eyes flew onto me instantly.

"What do you mean by that?" he asks, gritting his teeth. I can see through his visible jaw clenching that I hit the nerve too. Hahaha... Who's thinking highly of himself now, Dimbo?

"Whatever is in your mind, then that is the answer." I made a mocking sound.

I see how his mouth twitches like a kid's.

Psycho, for a few moments, his thinking high over himself. Now his mood is changing like a kid.

We both kept our mouths shut in silence for the rest of the trip.

After an hour, his car stopped in a huge old house, yet inside it had a lot of doors. A typical dorm had a bunk-style bed that was usually shared with other people.

An old couple greets and welcomes us.

"Ice! your home. "I thought you couldn't make it this month due to your job."

The old woman asked, and Ice hugged her.

"Mom, nice to see you." "Are you surprised?"

I looked around while they were talking.

"You have company, son." Who is she? "Is she your girlfriend?"

"Dad, she's not even my friend." I just saw her walking down the road, looking for a place to stay. So I recommend our dorm."

I roll my eyes as I shake my head at the painting above. "We're not even friends, yet we both know the taste of each other," I whisper.

"You are a tourist?" "You've come to the right place, Lassie," the old man said.

seriously? Does he see me as a class?

Ice chuckled, and I glared at him.

"I want a huge room, and please, I want a solo room," I said.

"Don't worry about it." Like I said, you came to the right place. "I will give you the most beautiful room here since Ice brought you," the old man said while chuckling.

"Dad, I told you she had nothing to do with me." "I just met her on the road." Ice emphasizes "just met"; well, his right, why do I feel annoyed with his reaction?

"Can you just show me my room so I can rest?" she asked rudely in anger.

The elderly panicked at her attitude. While Ice raises his left eyebrow, he seems to be mocking.

"What are you staring at?" she asks, glaring at the man.

"Is that the only thing you have?" "A small suitcase and bag?" the old woman asks.

"Yes, maybe I will just buy the things I need tomorrow."

We ascended to the second floor, leaving Ice sitting on the couch. I roll my eyes and then follow the older women.

"We will give you the room beside Ice since I think you too are more than just friends."

The old lady chuckled. That made me sigh.

How many times do I need to explain to them that we've both met? Yet, I guess explaining is a waste of time. They would hold true to what they wanted to believe.

Ice parents left me in my new room after telling me that their room was at the end of the hallway. If there is anything I need, I can call them right away. Yet they tease me that the Ice room was just beside mine. Before stepping out.

I just throw my bag somewhere and toss myself on the bed.

This room is quite small compared to my room, yet I find this place peaceful, unlike in our big mansion.

I know that, as of now, my father was furiously looking for me. I wonder if any of his men are now being punished for my disappearance.

I shouldn't feel guilty. It's my future and life we're talking about here. If I don't do this, my life will be in chaos.

I heard the next room open due to a cracking sound, then it closed. I assume it's Ice. The man who has a handsome face and a body that makes you drool, urge stoked her hand on her chest, and damn the six pack! Not to mention a huge rod... God, I think it won't make me sleep now.

Damn, why do I remember it suddenly?

"Good night, baby girl. Try not to dream about me naked, baby."

Ice said across the other room.

"I should be the one who reminds you not to think about slipping your hard rod into hmm tonight, baby boy. "As I remember, you still haven't done it yet, right? "

She was teasing. She knows that Ice understands what she meant by her words.

She heard him utter profanity. It made her smile deep within.

She's about to close her eyes as she hears the door open.

She almost lost breath as she saw Ice step in then lock the door. 

I'm doomed