A Dozen Roses
Description
PLOT:
Chanyeol and Jasmina both run separate flower shops and with Valentines day approaching quickly, the two become each others enemies as they are competion for one another. With the two in business and right across the street from the other, an all out war ensues. The two constantly compete often times sabatoging one another and their buinesses. Meanwhile as the competition begins to heat up between the two, so does their feelings and attraction towards each other.
Main Characters:
Jasmina
Calm and beautiful on the surface, but a raging fire underneath. She has fair pale skin and long dark hair often seen in waves. Deep brown eyes which often turn a honey color. Direct competion and kryptonite for Chanyeol.
Chanyeol
Tall and at first appearance rather goofy. His temper measures along with his height and his developing passions for Jasmina. A deep voice to match his often serious expressions as well.
Other minor characters
Jessica (Jasminas best friend and coworker), Kai (Chanyeol's co-worker), Baekhyun (Chanyeol's co-worker)
Foreword
I could see the veins portruding in his arms pulsing as wildly as my heart did. I could almost hear it in my head if it weren't for the racing thoughts drowning everything else out. I'd upset him....no. I made him angry. I could see it in his eyes. It wasn't wrath per say staring back at me. No....this look was entirely different. I tried moving slightly but he let me know that was a bad choice to make as he pressed me further against the wall. His grip was tight on my wrists but not tight enough to bring real pain. My cheeks turned a light pink from embarassement feeling the arousal growing between my legs.
"You...you don't understand" he muttered finally closing the long silence that had taken place. His eyes and grip began to soften as I caught notice of his eyes once more. It wasn't wrath nor anger that I had seen glinting in his eyes. Maybe I was confused because of the racing thoughts. What I saw lingering in his eyes as his breath swept around my neck was lust as he slowly leaned forward.
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