The Girl Who Loved A Beautiful Devil ~Karma AkabaneXReader~

Chapter 20

 I sat on the soft maroon couch in Karma's game room in his house; it was actually one of the many, empty guest bedrooms in his mansion-like home but since his parents were rarely even there nor would they even care about what Karma chose to do with the countless rooms in their house, the sadistic redhead had decided to turn it into a gaming room with a large flat-screen TV, play-box stations, and numerous shelfs stacked with games and mangas.

I had my eyes fixed on the romance novel in my hands when I heard the door to the attached bathroom click open but since I had just reached an interesting scene in the book, I didn't bother to look up. My lack of care was also partially because I knew exactly who it would be and before I could even finish reading the first paragraph of the page that I was on, I felt a pair of slim but strong arms wrap around me from behind.

"You're reading again?" Karma whined, a hint of annoyance laced in his tone.

The ends of my lips tugged up vaguely at his childish tone and I craned my neck to look at him frowning before me. "Why do you always get so upset when I read?" I inquired with a raised, amused brow.

"Well, I wouldn't really mind if you did it in anywhere else, but this is the game room, you're practically insulting the purpose of this room by reading in here." He said, making my smile grow and I simply shook my head at him. "You can really be a boy sometimes."

"Well, that's because I am one." He pecked me on the cheek before releasing his arms from me and placed a hand on the backrest of the couch, using it as leverage as he hopped himself onto the couch seat next to me. "And also, those romance books that you read are literally garbage."

I pouted, feeling slightly offended. "No, they're not! Do you know how much work these authors put into their books? Don't insult them like that."

Karma placed his arms under his head and flashed me a smirk. "You insult my game room, I insult your books."

"Touche." I furrowed my brows playfully at him. "And would you please put a shirt on?" It was the first time that I'd noticed that he only had his shorts on and his upper half was completely and utterly bare, exposing the prominent lines of his toned stomach.

Karma's smirk grew and he raised an eyebrow at me. "Why? Is it making you uncomfortable?"

I felt blood rush to my cheeks; even though I'd seen him shirtless(and not to mention naked) before, I couldn't help but flush at the sight of his bare body; he was extremely attractive and he knew it. "I-It's very indecent!" I blurted out with a few stutters.

Karma shifted closer to me and pulled me into his arms by the waist. I let out an unintentionally and surprised yelp at the abrupt action. "You seriously have no idea how cute you look when you blush, do you, (Y/ N)?" he placed his chin on the crook of my neck and I felt my breath hitch as his nose skimmed the sensitive skin on my neck. "And indecent? How modest of you to say that, (Y/ N), when we've done even more indecent things..." he whispered into my ear and my whole face went as florid as a tomato.

I let out a sigh and placed my book down on the small table beside the couch. "I guess it's my fault for choosing such an indecent boyfriend then." I sighed and Karma kissed my neck. "Aw, you know you love me, (Y/ N)." he sang out with a grin and I couldn't help but crack a smile at how adorable and boyish he looked then.

"Yes, I do love you, Karma." I smiled and intertwined my fingers in his. I could feel his lips curled up into a smile against my neck as I opened my hand and laid it flat against his. "Your hand is really tiny, (Y/ N)." he teased which made me playfully roll my eyes.

"My hands are average, your hands are just too big." I argued and I felt his smile turning into a smirk; oh boy... I'd played right into his trap, hadn't I?

"Really?" he whispered into my ear; his hot breath sending a shiver to run down my spine. "Well, you know what they say about a guy's hands, they tell how big another part of their body is."

And there was the sneaky trap. My whole face and ears burned at his words. "But you knew that already, didn't you? I mean you've even seen me-"

"That's enough!" I yelled, feeling completely and utterly flustered and my thoughts and composure were scattered all around the place.

I heard Karma chuckle behind me and his hold on me tightened; he was clearly very satisfied by my reaction and I felt a growing urge to punch him in his sadistic face... but I didn't... because I loved him, and he knew that... that sly sadist...

"It's not funny!" I frowned at his amusement but he simply ignored me and kept on laughing at my displeasure; well, what could I do? He was a sadist... an incredibly attractive and cunning sadist that was.

I breathed out a faint sigh once his laughter had finally died down and I leaned my back against his warm, bare chest, simply enjoying the soothing heat that radiated from his smooth skin. "You are a huge pervert." I mumbled.

"That's true," he said. "Yet you're still in love with me."

I smiled as he quoted what I'd said a few weeks ago at the festival, the night when he'd told me that he loved me, the night when he became mine and I became his...

I shut my eyes in contentment at the reminiscence and leaned more into his warm embrace. "Unfortunately." I murmured in reply.

He kissed the tip of my nose and said, "And that reminds me, we haven't been on a date in a while, have we? Why don't I take you on one tomorrow afternoon?"

My eyes fluttered open and I was instantly met with his captivating mercury orbs which were staring lovingly down at me. "That sounds nice." I smiled warmly.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked; there was no teasing or mocking in his tone, only pure love and I felt a tug on my heartstrings.

"The bookstore café downtown?" I suggested sheepishly.

He cracked a grin and shook his head. "Guess it can't be helped since you're a book addict and all."

I laughed lightly and leaned up to kiss his soft lips. "Thank you, Karma."

He smiled. "You're welcome, (Y/ N)."