Kiss Marry Kill Game 소설 & 이야기

“This will be your home now.” Home. The word hurt. He waved his men away. Doors closed. The space between them grew heavy. “There are rules,” he said. “Three only. You’ll remember them.” Her stomach knotted. “What rules?” “First, you stay inside unless I allow otherwise. Second, you show me respect. Third…”—his gaze fixed on her—“ Before you sleep each night, you will kiss me goodnight.” Her breath caught. “A kiss?” He nodded. “Simple. It reminds you who owns your safety. It reminds me why you’re here.”

"I know, but I won't hold your past against you. All I ask is that you remain faithful to me from now on. I want your heart and your eyes to hold only me." I pulled a face. "I can't do that. I just want to give every good man a home. I love all of them equally." Rowan smiled, gentle as ever. "Then, I'll kill whoever you look at. I'll make whoever you have in your heart disappear. That way, you'll end up only having eyes and feelings for me." I backed away. Why was he turning out to be a lunatic? I was better off leaving him to the female protagonist. I said, "I'll never agree to marry you. Give up on me."

"It's okay, Alpha. I know you're just overwhelmed with grief." She paused before carefully asking, "Alpha… are you in so much pain because you loved Luna?" Connor stiffened, like a wounded beast backed into a corner. "Love her?" He let out a bitter laugh. "That's ridiculous! I only married her to secure her father's former allies, to strengthen my position." Then, a shaky breath escaped him, a single tear betraying his carefully constructed façade. "So why… why this unbearable hurt?"

he breathed, never even for a second taking his eyes off me. “You chose to deny whatever was brimming between us. And then, you flashed me with the friendship card and I accepted it. Because you knew very well that I’ll accept whatever crumbs of affection you threw at me. For five years, I played your games Aveline. Now it’s my turn, do you want to get married to me?” He rasped. I could barely breathe as my lungs closed up. It felt like I was suffocating under water, and sucked into whatever universe Killian lived in.

did he just said that to me? "What do you mean Killian, I mean.....we were good, right? I didn't do anything wrong, why do you want to break up?" I asked him. He walked towards me and placed his hands on my shoulder. "I don't need to explain things to you Katherine, but if you want to hear it then listen very carefully. I am in love with my wife, I don't want to be with you anymore." He said and I suck in a sharp breath. Is this a game or something?

we all chorused As you enjoy your food, we will be conducting a game for lovers which is titled “THE KISSING BOOTH” Everyone began murmuring to themselves. “The game is gonna go like this; 10 guys will be chosen and their wives, girlfriends will come with me, their face would be covered and they will see the rest when it’s time,” he announced I heaved a sigh “I’m gonna chose 10 guys now and I want their wives/girlfriends to follow them behind as I pick,” he said

she said in a whisper, locking eyes with his, determined as ever. Fasting moved a little closer to her and studied her carefully, " Hmmm, are you sure you will be able to kill me ? " he asked. " Give me a gun and you'll find out you son of a bitch " Alice replied, glaring at him. " And what if I tell you that your mother is still alive ? " Fasting said.

I arched a brow. “No more money.” His mouth hovered over mine. “This time I want kisses in exchange.” “Kisses?” I asked, eyebrows lifting. “That now makes the game, what? Truths or Kisses?” “Yes. I'll take my payment in kisses… Wherever I want them.” He leaned in, breath brushing my ear. “Each time you fail to answer, I get a kiss.” “That’s not fair.” “Then answer right.” A rush of heat spread between my thighs. I instantly knew that this wasn't going to end well.

Tray explained. I blushed. “You get your gift separately since you’re with me.” He added, to the lady next to him, and she laughed. “Game one, eat a candy stick together. First to have the shortest candy stick win. Two, stare into each other’s eyes for a full minute, lovingly and convincingly. Three…” he brought out lipstick. “How many kisses can you plant on your partner’s face?” I covered my mouth at the games. Already my heart was beating hard.

“Showing up when I need you to.” “So that it is something more equal, valid and fair, for both of us. Understand this as my compensation for misinterpreting you,” Lina rolled her eyes. “The way you speak is very strange... I already said that I never asked for more than a kiss. There's no point wanting me around when you want more than that and I'm clearly not going to give it to you.” “And I'm saying I'm not going to marry you, but I'm going to pretty much do what a man do to a woman apart from sticking my dick inside your pussy, without us having any commitment other than respect for each other.”