She rubbed her hands against her exposed tummy and thigh as she sway to the loud beat of the back ground music. Her eyes remained close, taking in the polluted air that seems to suffocate her. Yet she grew accustomed to it already. Finding the darkness of the club even too bright for her own liking- the darker it is the better for her. At least the guys who came just to watch her naked body dance around the pole would find it difficult to even see her nakedness.
She stretched her legs, kicking up slowly, exposing the little thong that manage to cover her fronts. She bitterly smile remembering how her precious mother have lectured her seven years ago about how precious virginity was and how it should only be given to the only person to whom she will deeply fall in love with. Continue reading →
Her slim fingers, frozen and cold, tucked and buried inside the two small side pocket of her oversized jacket. Her pretty flushed face, hidden beneath the big hood, unending raw of pain being washed out through her seemingly endless tears.
Blinking away the tears that blurred her vision, she looked up, took a deep breathe and watch the moon with full bitterness and longing. How many nights it has been? Countless. She knew it didn’t even matter, she knew coming there was pointless but she came anyway, hoping, praying and believing that the only thing that she have been wanting to have will be hers, again…
He blinked, scanning the now empty cold room for another presence he knew would never be there anytime soon. He bit his lower plump lips as he pulled the pillow right next to him, hugging it tighter against his chest and smelled it, as if looking for that particular scent- a scent that is slowly fading as each day passed.
She smiled bitterly as she slowly stepped on the break of his car, taking the little space of their parking lot in front of their huge house. She unbuckled her belt and lean back to stare at the half drunk man who was smiling beside her. How many times have this happened? Countless… yet she knew she was bound to do it still in the future…
Future? She wasn’t sure how clear her future was… for all she have seen and knew was Jung Yunho and her boundless love for the young man who took her heart the minute she has set her eyes on him. Continue reading →
“Shhh….” Jaejoong’s index finger rested against his own lips pulling Dara towards the JYJ own Penthouse Unit..
She blushed deep red then nodded as a sign that she understood. He cautiously opened the door, minimizing its creaking sound. He peeked through the halfway opened door and stuck his head inside, scanning the room if ever the sneaky Junsu manage to get in his room again without him knowing. Continue reading →
Dara was nervously phasing back and forth, almost forgetting that there are people watching her. It already passed two hours but they haven’t receive any news from anyone in YG. She was silently begging God that whatever YG was planning, her Jaejoong would get out of there alive. She cursed herself for even thinking that her YG family was capable of doing such bad things, in which she was sure that they wouldn’t, but just thinking about Jaejoong being in there alone and vulnerable just freaks the hell out of her. Continue reading →