Chapter 11: Remembering Her

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Jung Kook's day ended the usual. He went home tired and would love nothing but a warm bath. He will be meeting some of the realtors tomorrow for the publising company that he would like to start. He unlocked the door and opened the lights. Just like this morning, the house was quiet.

He loosened his tie and went to the kitchen to drink water. He remember leaving a few plates before he left for work but all of them are all cleaned.

"I'm like living with a ghost. I'll call her Casper then."

The marriage contract and the envelope with her details are still on the countertop. He grabbed a pen and a paper from the drawer and wrote a note:

"This is in exchange for today's lunch that I threw out. Don't misunderstand. I still don't want to see you. Don't cook for me. I wouldn't eat it."

He placed the box inside the fridge with his note on it. Then, he went upstairs to his room to change clothes. When he laid on the bed, his thoughts went back to the lady at the cafe, her sad looking eyes was mostly what he remembered. Her scent was the same vanilla from the girl at the City Hall and she was wondering if they are of the same person.

The lady at the cafe was truly beautiful. She was wearing a V-neck dress which shows a bit skin, enough to entice arousal. Her dress cannot cover the size of her chest. Her skin was milky white and the pimple under her chin added to her charm. Her eyes were sad looking yet deep like it can drown. And when she walked towards the counter, her wips swayed because of her large hips.

Jung Kook felt his erection grew. It has been a long time since he is with a woman. He let out his already throbbing manhood and stroke it. Small moans escaped his mouth while he thinks of the woman the cafe. How he would lover her beneath him pounding her insides. He remembered the woman's innocent looking face and felt guilty of the lewd thoughts that he is thinking about her. He stood and walked towards the bathroom to shower instead.

He changed into his pyjamas and left his worn clothes into the hamper. He definitely needed to do laundry tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the first weekend of him being married.

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