CHAPTER 112: I am still here

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Inside the private elevator of Rosewood Hotel, Rosé Han could feel her heart beat rapidly. She tighten her hold on Hank's leash. Her mind was going south with loads of mix imagination. Stealing a look at the calm and collect man, she frown.

’What is he planning? What’s here? Why a hotel? Is he.... oh god! Should I call someone to let them know where I’m at? What if he’s a.... murderer? Wait... hotel... Oh god, is he planning to....’

"What are you thinking about?"

Park Jimin's deep voice brought Rosé Han's out of her crazy thoughts. She swallow down her dry throat and stare at the handsome devil next to her. She thought, ’What am I thinking? What are YOU thinking?!!!’

But of course, she couldn’t say that to him, so she shook her head.

"Nothing. I wasn’t thinking of anything."

"Is that so?"

Park Jimin smirk evilly. Turning to face her, he leans forward, making Rosé Han blush and take a step back. Unfortunately, they were in an elevator, so her one step back caused her back to greet the elevator wall.

"Why do I have this feeling your imagination is running too wild?"

Hearing him, Rosé Han wanted to find a hole and hide. This shameless man clearly had her trapped and was mocking her!

"Are you thinking about...."

As Park Jimin continue to tease his wife, he was oblivious to Rosé Han's mind. She, on the other hand, thought of an idea. In movies she’s seen, if a person wanted to quiet their boyfriend or girlfriend, they’d kiss the person.

Thinking of the idea, she stares at him in the eye and tilt her head with her toes tipping. Leaning forward, she covers his lips with hers.

"....."

Park Jimin was in for a huge surprise. The situation he was in did not process correctly in his head. It took him a moment to find all his five senses. Closing his eyes, he groan and deepens the kiss.

Releasing his hold on Rosé Han's hand, Park Jimin held her back with one hand and the other hand moves up to the nape of her neck. Pulling her closer to him, he part her mouth open and slides his tongue to meet hers.

Rosé Han unknowingly wraps her arms around Park Jimin's waist, while Park Jimin's caress her body, making its way under her shirt.

Touching her bare and soft skin, Park Jimin reluctantly pulls away. He needed to suppress the sudden desire to take her. Breathing heavily, he press his lip on her forehead, then touch her forehead with his with his eyes closed.

"Don’t make me take you here. You know I will."

Rosé Han bluish green eyes stare glistening at the man. She felt guilty for tempting him, but at the same time, she liked this side him. Her lip curl into a warm smile and she pecks his lips.

"But you wouldn’t."

Knowing her words were half true, Park Jimin groan a chuckle, he pulls her into a hug and inhale her unique scent he loves. He whispered, "I will, if I have to."

Rosé Han laughs at his words. She knows he really would, but at the same time he wouldn’t.

Just like Rosé Han's words, Park Jimin wasn’t going to take her here. Of course, if he wanted to, he could, but why would he want to take his wife inside an elevator? That was inappropriate and disrespectful to his wife. Plus, they had a perfect bed at—-

"Grr.. Woof! Woooof!"

Being interrupted, both Rosé Han and Park Jimin turn to look at the white/brown fluffy ball they had forgotten.

Hank's expression at this moment was as if saying, ’Heeeeeelllo??? Did you guys forget that I am still here too?!’

Rosé Han laughs and pull away from Park Jimin. Squatting down, she hugs her fluffy baby and rub her cheeks next his.

"Ohh my darling baby, how can I ever forget about you? Never."

Hank tilt his chin high and rub his head back, his eyes glare mockingly at his archenemy.

’Ah-hah! I have my mommy’s attention now!’

"....."

Park Jimin stare at the little animal. He could not believe that his wife would leave him just like that for his competitor. Shaking his head hopelessly, he leans against the wall and stare at his wife.

As long as she’s happy, then he’s fine with it. He’ll protect that smile of hers even if it means having to give a little dignity to his nonhuman enemy.

So, for now, he’ll compromise with Hank

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