“Last night you grabbed my hand and said you’d take responsibility, that’s why I came in.” He said matter–of–factly.
J…
“How should I take responsibility?”
He calmly uttered two words: “Get married.”
12:14 AM
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“What?” I couldn’t believe my ears.
What kind of talk is this? It was just a one–night stand, but he wants me to give up my whole life for it?
“Or I could let everyone at the company and your school know what you did. He glanced at me sideways.
“You, you, you can’t! Besides, then everyone would know you were forced into it. You’d lose face even more.”
He listened to me finish, his eyes growing darker as he seemed to consider something.
After a moment, he said slowly, “I don’t care.”
…Well that’s quite the “I don’t care.”
But I do care.
I felt a bit wronged, but couldn’t say anything.
“Is there any other way to resolve this?”
He stared at me silently, his eyes deep and the atmosphere growing increasingly oppressive.
I could only stammer out, “Then… when should we get married?”
“Tomorrow morning at 9am.”
My eyes darted around as I agreed with a “Okay.”
“Don’t try any tricks. I have your ID card.” He leaned back comfortably against the headboard, twirling my ID card in his hand.
“…I know, don’t worry.”
I felt deflated as I sat at the foot of the bed, sighing.
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.
I carefully put the marriage certificate away in my han
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“What?” I couldn’t believe my ears.
What kind of talk is this? It was just a one–night stand, but he wants me to give up my whole life for it?
“Or I could let everyone at the company and your school know what you did. He glanced at me sideways.
“You, you, you can’t! Besides, then everyone would know you were forced into it. You’d lose face even more.”
He listened to me finish, his eyes growing darker as he seemed to consider something.
After a moment, he said slowly, “I don’t care.”
… Well that’s quite the “I don’t care.”
But I do care.
