𝐈𝐝𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞┃ 𝐊𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐅 ┃

Eighty -five

Author's pov

In her sleep, Fiora breathes softly. She blinks open her eyes as she adjusts to the light, stretching her arms and smiles pleasantly as she enjoys the comfortable warmth of her bedsheets.

After taking a moment to gather herself, she sits up. Hearing voices coming from the living room,  Fiora swings her legs over the edge of the bed, trying to hear them.  She stands up while stretching her body, her gaze fall on the clock setting on the  side table,  Fiora gasped as she glanced at the time and hurried to the bathroom to freshen up.She let her long damp hair naturally dry while she wore a loose t-shirt and pants. 

Fiora's pov

I rush out of the room hearing someone shouting, not been a day and here aishh, where is the peace? It was good to be on vacations with Taehyung, silent and peaceful morning. I stand on my door and my eyes stare at the person who is my everything now, Taehyung was sitting on the couch his eyes bored into Suzy as she was saying something. I can clearly see Taehyung was annoyed as hell. He rolled his eyes and slump on couch ignoring her.

I look at him, and my mind wondered about the things he do to me, I'm already missing his Morning horse voice, his soft kisses and his gentle touch on my skin. His hands ever so soft and his tongue do magical things to my body. He always says, how much he likes the way my body reacts to his touches. He knows how to control me and my body with his mere touch. The way he pushes his tongue kissing me, his soft kisses trailing down to my body between my thighs his head disappearing in my-

My eyes widened, what the hell am I thinking? He is my Idol, Idol? But as far I remember he is your boyfriend.  My inner voice says, Boyfriend but Taehyung never says he is. He always say I'm his girl so that mean he is my man, Only mine just like he says I'm his and only belongs to him, does it mean he too belongs to me.
I truly don't understand him, his possessiveness and Obsession.

I'm really scared of that side of his, a shiver run down to my spine remembering him spanking my ass. He is just a little to much possesive. But now I'm really missing to be with him, could it be possible to take more days off and spend time alone, away from here and this Noisy bitch.

I enter in living room to see that Ms. Suzy standing there folding her hand to her chest and shouting, her eyes fell on me  the second the enter the room. Not a good morning.

"Finally, someone decided to wake up huh? Did you see the time. Who did you think you are?," I winced at her sharp voice, She come towards me, looking at me from my head to toe.

"Why are you shouting? What happened?" I said a little annoyed, first those cramps and now this crap.

"Watch your tone you fatty bitch" she says, I clenched my hand , control control. I take deep breaths and count till five on my fingers and look at her. It won't be good Moreover l don't want to dirty my hands throwing my hands on her.