#45

“You are going to be my wife anyway, so I have the right look at this y part of yours,” Zelo said. He leaned forward to kiss her but Hayoung turned her head to avoid his kiss. “Please, stop it,” Hayoung pleaded in her soft voice. Zelo’s face turned expressionless, he used his other hand and took her chin to make her face him.

“Why should I stop? We were just doing some light petting activities on bed only,” Zelo spoke slowly. In a swift movement, he pushed her on the bed, Hayoung gave a soft gasp as Zelo got onto her. Zelo kissed her cheeks and then moved his lips to her neck, harshly but in a gentle way. Finally, Hayoung could not take it anymore.

Gathering up all her strength, she pushed him off her and then slapped him hardly on his cheek. Zelo, not expecting this to happen, could feel his anger rushing inside his body as he got a slap by the woman he loves. He looked at her with fiery anger and darkness in his eyes.

Hayoung felt her courage deflated like a balloon when she saw his eyes. His eyes looked as if he was going to eat her. Out of fear, Hayoung was going to get off the bed to avoid his wrath but Zelo wasn’t going to let her get away that easily. He grabbed her wrist and again, pulled her to him and gripped on her waist tightly. Hayoung felt like she was chained up by strong steel, chains. Her eyes were full of fear when she was forced to looked at his flawless face, with the exception of his corner of his lips, which  bleed a bit because of her slap