The Happy Ending Love Story

Game of Hearts #6

Hwan laid Seokyung's body slowly. His sleeping face was very peaceful. Although during this week they slept in one bed but Hwan had never noticed Seokyung's sleeping face.

Their faces were similar yet Hwan knew their differences. Between Seokyung and Sora. Their eyes are different. It's hard to explain. Hwan often overlaps seeing Sora's face on Seokyung. Seokyung is a more natural and refined Sora look. Her face was without makeup, carefree and easy to smile. They are equally beautiful. According to Hwan, Seokyung is superior to Sora because he has a fresh image. Seokyung's eyes were pitch-black like the sky at night. Anyone who sees it will bewitched into the darkness.

Hwan sometimes watched Seokyung silently. All his actions were always compared to Sora.

'If only Sora could be half like Seokyung.'

Seokyung quickly occupied the other side of Hwan's heart. Without the presence of Sora as his wife makes his heart lean towards Seokyung who does the job well. Seokyung like what Hwan dreamed so far. The dream of having a wife who is at home, knows her and knows what she wants.

Hwan finds it on Seokyung. The feeling of comparing it was always Hwan press. It wasn't easy for Hwan. Moreover, she had to make Seokyung pregnant with her child. After the agreement is completed and the child is born, Seokyung will leave.

Kang Inhwan is dragged down by his own time and feelings. Today, when Seokyung disappeared in front of her eyes. Hwan was aware of one thing. Ahn Seokyung's existence had become stronger in his heart. When he didn't see it, his heart broke into pieces. A smile on her lips with her beautiful dark eyes reflected in Hwan's eyes.

"Hwan?" Seokyung's hoarse voice surprised Hwan who was observing his face. His eyes softened to see Seokyung. His gaze turned to heat. The strange turbulence rose rapidly. His great longing for Sora could no longer be held back. Seokyung's face overlapped with Sora in her eyes.

Hwan bowed then kissed Seokyung's lips at a glance. He slightly stayed away to see Seokyung's reaction. His lips were half open and his gaze was fixed. Adrenaline Hwan goes up to the crown. His body burned up. Hwan again attacked Seokyung's open lips.

Hwan's kiss is getting more intense. His tongue was diligently chasing after Seokyung's tongue that was avoiding him.

"God!" Seokyung's voice was muffled. He's out of breath. His hand hit Hwan's chest but was ignored. His body was suppressed by Hwan who was already looming over him.

Seokyung. He almost died of suffocation if Hwan did not immediately pull his kiss away.

"Huh huh..."

As Seokyung managed to catch her breath, their gazes met. Hwan's eyes burned, his gaze filled with desire.

Hwan again attacked Seokyung's lips. The kiss went down to the neck to the shoulders. Her lips lingered on the collarbone and bit her. A reddish sign on Seokyung's white body was printed.

His lips re-explored and descended down. When the top button of the shirt he was wearing came off, Seokyung's body stiffened. He knows where Hwan's lips are going next. This was his first experience and Seokyung was scared. His hand pushed Hwan away.

Hwam. His view upwards. Staring at Seokyung with frown.

"Wait..." Said Seokyung stuttering. "This is my first experience so I don't know what to do." I'm Seokyung honest.

Hwan's face changed. The frown on his forehead disappeared and his smile rose.

"Don't tense up, follow me hmm?" Low voice of Hwan. He lowered his body and kissed Seokyung.

Be ill. Very ill. Seokyung groaned because of the pain in her lower body. It feels like being split. His hand squeezed the bedsheet tightly. Her tears were shed without being controlled. Hwan's weight increasingly makes his chest tight.

"Seokyung relaxes, too tight." Hwan growled softly.

"sickness. I beg you to let go." Pinta Seokyung sobbing.

"Calm down. If you tense up it will hurt even more. Trust me." Persuade Hwan while kissing Seokyung's wet eyes. It was like calming a child who was sulking. It cannot be forced, nor can it be forced by violence.

Their bodies have fused. Seokyung held onto Hwan's neck. His body moved up and down. Feels hot. Their chests cling to each other and share a heartbeat. I don't know whose heart is harder among them.

It was a long, hot night.

Sunlight enters through the window. Hwan opened his eyes due to the reflection of the light directly hitting his eyes. Beside him was a body curled up in his arms. One of his hands became a cushion and his head was immersed in his chest. Their innocent bodies were intertwined inside a tangled white blanket.

Hwan's memory drifted. Last night was a hot night. Passionately. They groan and sigh together. Their bodies intertwined in a controlled rhythm. Hwan is in control. His superior soul stirred last night. It is because of this that he is not satisfied only once or twice. They did it five times regardless of the fact that it was Seokyung's first experience.

It was different with Sora. Sora has a wide social environment. Such an intimate thing was not the first time. For Hwan who is blinded by love accept Sora as she is. But it's different from last night. He's controller. Seokyung is helpless below him. Only able to squirm and sigh resignedly. His superior soul as a man is satisfied.

He was happy to be first. Hwan with all his selfishness. Doing it with Sora was like nothing compared to last night. His struggle with Seokyung last night gave him an amazing experience.

He kissed Seokyung's forehead carefully. Hwan was afraid to wake her up. There's a little guilt. Hwan's heart was pinched by reality. Not Sora as his legal wife but Seokyung the surrogate who was next to him when he opened his eyes. Sora's position as his wife blurred like fog.

There was Seokyung who filled the empty place. He plays his role well. Appropriate. This was proven by last night's incident. Seokyung. Humble himself by serving Hwan's exploding passion.

'Is it because he feels paid?'

Hwan sank into his own thoughts as Seokyung opened her eyes.

"Are you awake?" Sapa Hwan tidied Seokyung's messy hair. The hair is soft and fragrant. Not just her hair but her whole body was fragrant. It smells like sunlight. Fragrant that was not the same as what Hwan usually breathed, fragrant perfume that stifled.

Seokyung nodded weakly. He tries to stay away but his body is soon captured by Hwan's hand. He turned his face to avoid Hwan.

"Is it still sick?"

Seokyung looked up and then looked back down. She's shy. How could Hwan ask without any pleasantries.

"Rest if your body still hurts." Hwan pulls Seokyung's body closer and kisses the top of her head.

"I'm sorry." An unexpected word.

Seokyung. "I'm fine." He was forced to answer.

"I hurt you last night."

Seokyung nodded then looked up. "That's my job. No need to feel guilty." Answer with a hoarse voice.

They were both busy with their own thoughts. Their bodies could have intertwined but their hearts went to different sides.

Last night's incident was an attempt to get their agreement to work immediately. But there is a reluctance between them. They hold each other's feelings. Not sure what they feel. This morning's embrace is a pretext to keep the agreement that has been made.

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