“W-w-what??”, Hyora stuttered. Chanyeol took a step forward to her everytime she stepped backwards to get further from him. Then, she couldn’t move anymore as her back had touched the wall. Chanyeol smirked at Hyora’s nervousness. He put his hands at both sides of her head, trapping her between his strong arms.

“Hyora-ah, you’re stuttering.”, Chanyeol said in y and seductive tone. His right palm started to move to her cheek. His thumb caressed her cheek softly. Hyora blushed madly at his action.

“You look stunning, amazing, wonderful and beautiful tonight.”, Chanyeol spoke and looked into her eyes deeply. She was speechless. Is this really Park Chanyeol, my cold husband??

“I asked you again .. Do you know how badly I want to kiss you right now??”, he said again. And again, she was dumbfounded. Her face went even redder. His thumb moved to her lips, caressing them softly.

“I wonder how these lips taste like.”, he ily said in his husky voice.

“C-C-Chanyeol-ssi, what ar-“, she wasn’t able to finish her words as Chanyeol crashed his lips on hers. He hovered over her lips, tasting every single bit of those kissable, tempting and irresistible lips. He tilted his head aside to get more access to her lips. All Hyora could do was stood still like a tree with her back pressing hard on the wall. She was too shocked to react from his sudden and surprising kiss.

Finally, she gave in. Chanyeol smiled between the kiss when he could feel her lips started to move in sync with his. Thus, he tried to take th