Y/N's PoV

"How is she feeling now?" Tae asked as soon as I hopped inside his car, after we took khyati home.

We are going to his pent-house now!! And even if I try to describe how am i feeling right now, I wouldn't be able to do it.

There's something really special about going to your boyfriend's house, innit? That too for the first time.

My insides are curling in excitement, butterflies are flying all over in my stomach and my heart hasn't stopped pounding at a dangerous speed since tae asked me to come over his place.

The fact that the pent house is owned by him cause of his hard-work, his blood, sweat and tears; by his own money and not his dad's, makes it even more special. I am wondering how beautiful the pent-house would be!

"Uh- She's fine." I replied as I snapped out my thoughts, pulling a small smile. He nodded courteously and started engine.

My eyes wandered to the sight infront of me, as we drove through the area which seemed very private, rich and elegant in itself. Beautiful big trees surrounding both side of the road, giving pleasant fragnances of their flowers. I've never in my life, been to this part of the city, since it was meant for rich people.

Sure Tae would buy place in such a prestigious area!

My jaw dropped to the ground when I saw his penthouse, would absolutely be an understatement. As Tae opened the door of my side for me to jump out of the car, my eyes directly fell on the huge building in front of me. My eyes widened at the sight and I was astonished to the point that I doubted if I am dreaming?!

I've never seen such enormously tall building in my life. I blinked twice before I looked at his face. He was already staring at my face, as if enjoying every expression I was making.

But look at the building—

"Like it?" He smiled.

"Do we reach heaven if we get to the top-most floor?" I asked, mostly in surprise but honestly I believed what I asked.

"What— Noo." He laughed at my question as I pouted slightly.

"How many floors does it have anyway?" I ask, jubbing out my lower lip innocently.

"75."

"And on what floor is your house?" I ask, my eyes falling on the tall thing again. I must look like an ant in front of this beauty.

"Baby—" He called out, smiling fondly "It is a pent-house, of course it has to be on the last, top-most floor." He reminded, glancing at me.

"On 75th floor?" My eyes widened as I placed my hand on my heart "Aren't you scared of heights?"

Cause I surely am.

He shook his head as he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers to ease my fear. And it somehow did work, as I let out the breath I was unawarely holding.

"There's nothing to be scared of, princess. I am right here. Let's go." He said, his eyes held pounds of affection, that my heart fluttered.

I swallowed thickly before nodding slightly, which only made him smile. We made our way to the elevator and it opened as soon as we pressed the button. The elevator was spacious and it was brightly lit, centrally air-conditioned, and huge mirrors surrounding all the three sides.

I was so into observing the thing that I didn't notice him pressing '75' on the huge silver operating panel. I pulled out my cellphone from my handbag and posed for taking a mirror selca.

"Hey, let's take selca together." I suggested, when I caught him staring at me, smiling. He cleared his throat nervously for being caught, but quickly wrapped his arms around my belly as he back-hugged me. I giggled at the tickling feeling and my heart was fluttering at the close proximity.

"Click a picture like this." He cooed into my ear and I felt my cheeks burning. I clicked the picture when suddenly, he spun me around to face him. He took the phone away from my hand and before I could speak anything, his lips were pressed on mine.

The kiss was gentle at first, as he rubbed his soft cushions against mine. It was nothing but a sweet, filled with tons of love and adorement kiss. I heard a sound, which made me break the kiss as I registered that he clicked a picture of us kissing.

"What—" I started, but his lips connected with mine again to shut me up. I felt him, putting my phone in his back pocket before his one hand made its way to back of my head, into my hair, resting there firmly to protect it, as he shoved me to the mirror.

I smiled and sighed a little in his mouth before he bit my lower lip to have access to my wet carvern. Unlike last time, this kiss was anything but soft. It was filled with so much passion. It was breath-takingly hot, harsh and i-want-you-so-bad type of kiss.

The fact that we were actually in an elevator and anyone would catch us if  it stops at another floor, was the last thing we cared about. Honestly, it was making me even more turn on; the thought of getting caught red-handed.

He moaned in my mouth as our tongues battled for dominance, he bits my lip in revenge, when I bit his tongue playfully. His hands travelled to the end of my torso and rested on my waist, before we pulled away; panting and gasping heavily for air.

We laughed at our little make-out session, as soon as he pulled me into a hug tightly.

"Living on 75th floor has its perks." I teased.

"It sure has when you have a pretty girlfriend along with you." He chuckled as I hit him playfully on his chest before burying my head into his chest.

"I was worried that you would be mad at me" He says in a low voice, inhaling slowly as I pulled away to look at his face, furrowing my eyes in question

"For letting Liz stay overnight." He quickly added. I hum in response before burying my face in his chest again. This place is sure warm.

I could stay like this forever.

"I was mad." I confessed "a little. But I can't stay mad at you for long, I love you so much. So I forgive you" I say softly, more like a whisper.

"However, I won't let it go next time." I warned, playfully.

"There would be no next time, I promise." He says quickly, taking my playful warning, quite seriously.

I smile to myself when I realize that this man sure dots on me. The elevator beeps, indicating we are at his pent-house. The elevator opens in front of a long beautiful lobby, both sides of which were decorated with potted plants. And man, did it look pretty.

At the end of the lobby, was a single huge black door. I figured, that's the pent-house. Letting go of my boyfriend's hand, I ran towards the black door, which was carved with beautiful golden designs. It gave it a royal look. I touched the designs, smiling to myself as it was so intricately done.

What even would be there on the other side of this door?

"1407" He says, as he stands behind me watching me intently. I glance at him, furrowing my brows in confusion.

"The passcode to enter the house." He smiles.

"But that- that's—" I squealed.

"Yes, the date when we met for the first time." He beams brightly.

"You Remembered!!" I gasp in shock, tearing up a bit as I walked closer to him.<