He seemed unable to bear seeing me so dejected and unwilling. Frowning, he stared at me and said, “Come here.”
i didn’t want to go.
But my body instinctively obeyed the boss’s order. By the time I came to my senses, I was already next to him.
He reached out to pinch my face, pulling me closer as he said softly, “Be good.”
His hot breath tickled my ear, making my heart race uncontrollably.
Without realizing it, I replied, “Okay!”
At the marriage registration office.
I held the brand new marriage certificate in my hands, feeling a bit surreal.
I never imagined I’d be getting married before even graduating college, let alone to my boss, and in such a whirlwind fashion.
Lust really does make you lose your mind!
Sitting in his car as we drove away, I still felt like this wasn’t real even after 10 miles.
“Where to?”
“Huh? Oh, back to school. I don’t have to go to work today, right boss? I should get marriage leave!” There had to be some perks to getting
married
12:15 AM
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married.
I carefully put the marriage certificate away in my bag.
He glanced at me and snorted, “How ambitious.”
Hearing him mock me, I immediately turned to glare at him. I stared so hard my eyes started to hurt, but he didn’t react at all, not even glancing in my direction.
“We’re here. Stop staring, he’s all yours now. You can look all you want when we get home tonight,” he said teasingly. He pinched my cheek and turned my face towards the window, pointing outside to remind me.
Oh, we’ve arrived at school.
Apparently I had been staring at him for quite a while. Seeing his playful expression, I suddenly felt my face grow hot.
But I still wanted to argue and defend myself. Then my brain suddenly registered what he said.
??
Go home?
Who said I was going home with him tonight?
I turned my head, about to question him, when I realized his face was extremely close to mine. I could see my own clear reflection in his pupils.
“W–what are you doing?”
“Why are you stuttering?” His hand was still pinching my cheek. He squeezed again, making my lips pucker up. He looked confused, but I could clearly see amusement in his eyes.
Is he laughing at me?!
I wasn’t stuttering, it’s just that he was too close and my mind flashed back to that wild, chaotic night.
That night, he had been so passionate, almost unlike himself.
Beads of sweat rolled down his chiseled jawline, our breaths intertwined, his grip on my waist inescapable no matter how I tried to get away…
“What are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?”
I felt my face grow even hotter.
“N–nothing. Get away from me.”
“Get away? Like this?” He said he’d move away, but he got even closer. So close that if I moved even slightly, my lips would touch his.
I didn’t dare move an inch!
