Love At A Price.
Love at a Price (One Shot)
Pairing: KyuMin
Genre: Angst, Drama
Rating: NC-17
Summary:How much money would you reject for a forbidden love? What started for Sungmin as a fun game and an easy way to make money has turned into something dark, the fun game comes with a set of rules. Whoever said the game of love had no rules, obviously has never played the game, the real game.
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The first time she sees him is on the day of her first job.
‘Hi My name is Sungmin, this is my first day’ the girl dressed in a white silk ruffle blouse, a pencil skirt and black patent heels says as she smiles at the receptionist. The receptionist looks up and smiles however it was one of those smiles that never reach the eyes indicating it was anything but genuine.
‘Just hold on a second, I will show you around in a minute’.
Sungmin smiles gratefully, her grip on her work bag tightens just a little more, she was fully aware that her palms were wet with perspiration; her heart beats loudly in her ears and her head spins as she looks around at her surrounding, everything looked new and expensive, she was afraid to tread too heavily on the posh carpet in case she leaves a mark or a dent.
‘Sungmin, if you will just follow me, I will introduce you to your co-workers’. The receptionist says, Sungmin nods before following the woman noticing for the first time that the woman was immaculately dressed, her hair pulled tightly into a neat bun, and she also couldn’t help but notice the woman’s designer shoes. Sungmin sighs quietly, so far everyone she has seen on her way to this office is either rich or very rich, even this receptionist.
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Sungmin sits in her little cube, her section of workplace, she sighs as she looks at the empty oak pine desk with just a computer on it, the plain walls and the empty drawers made her heart sink, it was going to be a long year. Sungmin gets up in a bid to ask one of her fellow colleagues where she can make a cup of coffee. A woman whom she was introduced to earlier points her to the vague direction of a room. Sungmin thanks her gratefully before making her way to said direction. After about a minute Sungmin decides that she is lost. She would have asked someone but the people who passed by always looked so busy and she felt it would be rude to interrupt them just for the sake of a cup of coffee. She also felt that it was unnecessary for the place to be so big.
As she was lost in her train of thoughts regarding the possibility of quitting her job she stumbles upon a frosted glass door, without thinking she pushes the door open and stepped into the room. The talking stopped as everyone in the room looked up at Sungmin, Sungmin gasped, she looks at the door and sees a sign telling her that a meeting was in progress, and by the looks of things, it seemed like a very important meeting. She laughs nervously and shifts in her shiny black patent heels, ‘I’m terribly sorry, I wanted coffee, looks like this is the wrong place…’. No one in the room laughed. She decided that if there was any better time to run and immigrate to a different country now would be the time. ‘Right… I will just, urm…. yeah Leave’, she was just about to run or walk very quickly through the door when a tall man swiftly gets up ‘here, I will show where you can get a coffee from, in fact I will even give you a tour of the place’ the man says as he reaches for Sungmin’s arm. Other people in the room panics and gets up seemingly to stop him.
‘I take it this is your first day?’ the man says, Sungmin nods ‘how… how did you know?’, the man shrugs his shoulders ‘employees knows not to walk into a meeting room disturbing one of the most important broad meeting of the year’. Sungmin gasps, one hand clapping to her mouth. The man laughs.
‘Oh My God, I had no idea’ Sungmin sighs, it was her first day and she has already made a fool of herself. ‘Maybe you should get back to the meeting, I am sure I can get someone else to help me, I don’t want you to get in trouble’.
The man shrugs again ‘it’s fine, must help a colleague out right?, What is your name?’. Sungmin smiles, happy that she might have made a potential friend ‘My name is Sungmin’
The guy nods before pointing down a corridor ‘here this is the Whitehall corridor, it leads to all the smaller offices’. Sungmin nods as she tries to remember everything the man tells her, when at last they made it to the so called ‘coffee room’, she realised that she didn’t know his name.
‘Sorry I forgot to ask for your name’ she says, the man smiles he was just about to speak when a small entourage of people enters the coffee room in a state of panic, a women who was breathing heavily because she was out of breath speaks.
‘Mr Cho, really, you should get back to the meeting’
Another man with a clipboard also speaks ‘Mr Cho, we really need you back at the meeting, next time if you want a coffee just tell someone else to get it’
The said Mr Cho smirks before taking a sip of his black coffee ‘and what would be the fun in that?’, Sungmin was in a state of shock.
Mr Cho turns back to Sungmin ‘nice to meet you, babysitters want me back, see you later’.
With that said Mr Cho and his crew of people turn and walk back to the direction of the meeting room. Sungmin still shocked takes her cup of tea and slumps down on a nearby leather sofa, it all makes sense, the expensive suit, the rich aura, the crew of followers and of course that last name ‘Cho’, she works at ‘Cho Enterprise’, she has just had an encounter with the company’s CEO.
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The next time she sees him again, she was in a very uncomfortable position, on a ladder, her left feet on one step and her right feet on the bottom step, her arms stretched out as she tries to reach upwards to get hold of a box of folders, she wobbles a little and nearly loses her balance, wearing heels and climbing a ladder is not a very practical thing to do. She hears a cough behind her and she turns around to see Mr Cho smiling up at her, little did she know that seconds before Mr Cho’s eyes had trailed from her legs up past her pert bottom and up her waist.
‘Need some help?’ Mr Cho asks. Sungmin laughs nervously ‘No I am fine thank you’. She grabs the folders and starts to make her way down as she got to the last step she feels a pair of warm hands come around her waist, those hands gently lifts her down but lingers on her waist long after her heels have touched the floor. Their eyes locked, Sungmin looks away nervously and Mr Cho removes his hands. ‘Sorry Mr Cho, I must get back’.
Mr Cho smiles ‘of course, call me Kyuhyun’
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The next time that she sees him was a request from him.
She nervously enters the room to find Mr Cho or Kyuhyun sat at his glass desk, his suit jacket was off, he was just in a pristine white shirt and tie, on seeing her Kyuhyun smirks he immediately gets up and walks towards her the smirk never leaving his face.
Sungmin was scared to look into his face ‘You sent for me Mr Cho’, ignoring her, Kyuhyun uses a finger to tilt her chin so that she was staring into his eyes and for the first time she noticed just how handsome he was, his feature were perfect and those eyes were electrifying, before she could let her thoughts about how good looking her boss is carry on, Kyuhyun leans into capture her lips. Sungmin squeaks and Kyuhyun smiles against her lips as he forces his tongue into her mouth. Sungmin protested as she tries to push Kyuhyun away, but he never lets go, he didn’t have to because soon Sungmin finds herself melting into the kiss her arms automatically wrap around Kyuhyun’s neck and he pulls her closer deepening the intense kiss. Tongues battling against each other, his hands make their way to her ass squeezing the soft globes of flesh. This was enough to wake Sungmin up as she violently pushes him away.
Kyuhyun’s smirk disappears and instead he looks angry, he grabs her and pushes her against his glass desk, he leans in to her and Sungmin finds herself leaning as far back as she could against the cold surface ‘I called you in here because I want to offer you a deal’. Her eyes widen, and her breathing quickens as she feels his breath on her neck, Kyuhyun leans into her neck and places soft gentle kisses causing Sungmin to whimper, ‘the deal is, I want you to belong to me, I want you to be ready for me whenever I want, and do whatever I want us to do and to put it simply, sex’. Sungmin’s eyes widen more ‘what?’. Kyuhyun smirks ‘but of course I will reward you, heavily’. He reaches behind her and picks up a piece of paper from his desk. Sungmin finds out it was a cheque, a cheque for a large sum of money. He hands it to her, ‘this is only the starting sum of course’. He takes her hand and pulls her upright ‘think about it, if you accept the deal, be in here tonight after hours’.
Sungmin ponders about it for the rest of the day, she needed money, but was being a sort of escort the right thing to do? Wasn’t it awfully cheap? She looks again at the cheque, the money she was being paid was certainly not ‘cheap’ though. Her boss was good looking, he is willing to pay her for being with him, what more could be wrong? This could be exciting.
And so she made up her mind, this was a quick, easy and exciting way to make money with no strings attached. When the clock strikes 5 signalling the end of a working day, Sungmin makes her way to Kyuhyun’s office and nervously knocks.
‘Come in’. Sungmin opens the door to see a very tired and stressed looking Kyuhyun, his tie had been loosened, his hair was sticking up at certain angles and his sleeves were rolled up, she thought he looked very cute. On seeing her Kyuhyun’s face brightens up ‘Sungmin, I have been waiting for you for a while’ he gets up and before she could even say anything he has her pushed up against a wall, and attacks her lips, desperately tasting her. He pulls out of the kiss ‘I already know your answer’.
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And that was how their ‘relationship’ develops; she was always on standby in case Kyuhyun called her, and demanded that she appeared before him in the next whatever ridiculously short amount of time he gives her.
They would meet up and ‘get it on’ in the most unusual of places, the one time Kyuhyun was fucking her into his glass desk was the one time Sungmin thought she might get caught, the door was shut, it was not locked, she squeaked as Kyuhyun hits that sweet spot inside of her, he pounds mercilessly into her so that she knocks all the paper and pens off the glass table and onto the lush carpets. Sungmin tries to hold back her moans biting her lips painfully until she draws blood, Kyuhyun grunts as he slams into her again and again, Sungmin’s eyes never leaving the unlocked door, anyone could walk into Kyuhyun’s office and see their boss fucking an employee. When they finished, she tries to scold Kyuhyun about ‘attacking’ her in risky places, Kyuhyun simply smiles and shrugs sheepishly as he fixes his tie, Sungmin was annoyed, but all anger and annoyance slipped away when Kyuhyun slips a cheque in her hand.
They never talked before or after sex, this is down to the fact that Kyuhyun was not a big talker. This other time was different, Kyuhyun had asked to meet her in an upmarket 5star hotel, instead of being greeted as usual with hungry lust filled eyes, Sungmin was instead welcomed by Kyuhyun’s warm hands tugging her down corridors. ‘Where are we going?’ she asks trying not to trip as Kyuhyun turns rapidly at a sharp corner, ‘lunch time’. They spent the rest of the day doing things Kyuhyun had arranged, from golfing on the hotel’s roof top to luxurious massages by the candle lit pool. By the end of the day the two were sat on the balcony of Kyuhyun’s presidential suite sipping on iced champagne while gazing out into the dark velvet night sky. ‘Thank you for today Kyuhyun’.
Kyuhyun smiles ‘think nothing of it Sungmin’. Sungmin sighs happily, she tosses her head back, her brown hair falls off her shoulders and she inhales the night air a smile on her face. Kyuhyun watches her silently, not missing the way his heart was skipping beats.
Sungmin gets up off her chair and stands by the balcony she could see to the farthest part of the city, she gasps when a pair of warms hands wraps around her waist and pulls her into a warm body, she turns around to see Kyuhyun smiling down at her. She smiles before looking out into the night scenery as Kyuhyun places soft butterfly kisses on her neck, she melts into his warm embrace and closes her eyes, how much she wished that all this could be real, not justified by money.
The next morning Sungmin woke up in bed next to a smiling Kyuhyun ‘good morning Sungmin’ he leans down to place a soft kiss on her forehead. She replies by snuggling herself into chest as he wraps his arms around her to pull her closer to him.
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From that day on their ‘meetings’ become more and more frequent, it wasn’t always about the sex, sometimes they talked for hours on end and other times he would just cuddle her close, her back against his chest and his arms around her as he breathes in the scent of her. With each meeting she falls for him a little bit more.
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It took Sungmin 4 weeks to find out Kyuhyun has a fiancé, ‘why didn’t you tell me?’ she half yelled, they were in a busy coffee shop. Kyuhyun shrugs ‘is it that important?’ Sungmin was hurt, how could he not tell her, but she knew that she wasn’t his anything, just his fuck buddy.
Kyuhyun takes a sip of his coffee before taking out an envelope ‘invitation’ he says, before getting up and walking out of the coffee shop. She stares at the red and gold envelop in her hands, too afraid to open it to confirm her beliefs. It was a wedding invitation.
She finds out that it was an arranged marriage, a marriage made on business agreements, a deal which would benefit both parties.
She thinks Kyuhyun has stopped their ‘relationship’ but she gets a text from him, her heart skips a beat. When they meet he only throws her onto his leather sofa before attacking her lips, carelessly ripping her clothes off, fingers already finding their way to the place between her thighs. Sungmin wanted more than this, she wanted to talk to him, she wanted to understand, she wanted to love him and for him to love her back. But she could only concentrate on the roughness of Kyuhyun’s hands on her delicate body, the dark yet tried look in his eyes as he takes out all his stress out on her body.
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The next time she sees Kyuhyun, her heart sinks because he is pounding into her from behind, the desk that she is clinging onto is digging into her delicate arms, her skin is numb because of his death grip on her waist but the pain was nothing compared to the one building in her heart. He comes deep inside her; she doesn’t turn around, afraid of breaking the spell and instead hears the zip of his jeans as he pulls them up. She shivers around the cold night air, as she concentrates on facing the wall, her back to him still bent over the table that he had just moments ago pounded her into, the marks on her knees were evidence reminding her that it was all too real. He goes to her and places a cheque on the desk and then she hears the door open, then the door slams and she hears the faint sound of footsteps dying away as he made his way down the hotel’s lobby.
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Their meetings became more and more frequent, each time no words were exchanged, just a simple matter of sex, the zip of his trousers, the giving of a cheque, the slamming of a door and the fading of footsteps. It was the same every time, it became a daily monochrome routine the only moments she treasures are the ones with Kyuhyun deep inside of her as he comes, his forehead covered in droplets of sweat against her back as his arms are on her waist, those were the moments she could make believe that he loved her.
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The last time she sees Kyuhyun; is on his wedding day to a leggy brunette with a too fake smile and an air of arrogance, Sungmin can see that there is no love in the relationship, no moments of Kyuhyun staring deeply and lovingly into his wife’s eye, no love passing between the exchange of the ridiculously priced diamond rings, no crying from any side of the families, just a quick but showy display of forged, make believe love to symbolise the closing of a deal. A successful contract negotiated on the basis of love.
As the confetti rained down on everyone, she felt the last pieces of her already broken heart shatter, loud and clear but only for her to hear.
The crowd clears to follow the newlyweds, Sungmin stays seated on her seat, her eyes focusing on the alter. She feels a tap on her shoulder. It was Kyuhyun.
She gets up ‘congratulations’, Kyuhyun smiles but not a genuine one the type of smile that never reaches his eyes.
‘Yes I feel am a very lucky man’
‘So do you love her then? Or do you love the benefits she comes with?’
‘Sungmin, don’t be ridiculous, of course I do love her, and I am sure she loves me too’ he sighs
Sungmin was angry now, very angry, angry with him, with her, with the world but mostly she was angry at herself, she was the one that put herself in so much pain in the first place.
She laughs, a bitter bark that pierces the tense atmosphere, ‘Yes but does she know that I am the one you fuck every night?’
Kyuhyun shakes his head, turns around and walks steadily away from her.
I am the one you love right? The last question was quiet, timid, a little unsure but at the same time containing so much regrets and bitter disappointment, funny how much heartbreak can be concealed in just a few words to make a simple questions, which she knows, he will never answer.
But that’s the way it is. That’s the way it has to be. Rules are rules and the rules states that, Love comes at a price.
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A/N: Super long and draggy. There are going to be alot of spelling and grammar mistakes do forgive me. Comments and criticisms are loved. :]
Pairing: KyuMin
Genre: Angst, Drama
Rating: NC-17
Summary:How much money would you reject for a forbidden love? What started for Sungmin as a fun game and an easy way to make money has turned into something dark, the fun game comes with a set of rules. Whoever said the game of love had no rules, obviously has never played the game, the real game.
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The first time she sees him is on the day of her first job.
‘Hi My name is Sungmin, this is my first day’ the girl dressed in a white silk ruffle blouse, a pencil skirt and black patent heels says as she smiles at the receptionist. The receptionist looks up and smiles however it was one of those smiles that never reach the eyes indicating it was anything but genuine.
‘Just hold on a second, I will show you around in a minute’.
Sungmin smiles gratefully, her grip on her work bag tightens just a little more, she was fully aware that her palms were wet with perspiration; her heart beats loudly in her ears and her head spins as she looks around at her surrounding, everything looked new and expensive, she was afraid to tread too heavily on the posh carpet in case she leaves a mark or a dent.
‘Sungmin, if you will just follow me, I will introduce you to your co-workers’. The receptionist says, Sungmin nods before following the woman noticing for the first time that the woman was immaculately dressed, her hair pulled tightly into a neat bun, and she also couldn’t help but notice the woman’s designer shoes. Sungmin sighs quietly, so far everyone she has seen on her way to this office is either rich or very rich, even this receptionist.
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Sungmin sits in her little cube, her section of workplace, she sighs as she looks at the empty oak pine desk with just a computer on it, the plain walls and the empty drawers made her heart sink, it was going to be a long year. Sungmin gets up in a bid to ask one of her fellow colleagues where she can make a cup of coffee. A woman whom she was introduced to earlier points her to the vague direction of a room. Sungmin thanks her gratefully before making her way to said direction. After about a minute Sungmin decides that she is lost. She would have asked someone but the people who passed by always looked so busy and she felt it would be rude to interrupt them just for the sake of a cup of coffee. She also felt that it was unnecessary for the place to be so big.
As she was lost in her train of thoughts regarding the possibility of quitting her job she stumbles upon a frosted glass door, without thinking she pushes the door open and stepped into the room. The talking stopped as everyone in the room looked up at Sungmin, Sungmin gasped, she looks at the door and sees a sign telling her that a meeting was in progress, and by the looks of things, it seemed like a very important meeting. She laughs nervously and shifts in her shiny black patent heels, ‘I’m terribly sorry, I wanted coffee, looks like this is the wrong place…’. No one in the room laughed. She decided that if there was any better time to run and immigrate to a different country now would be the time. ‘Right… I will just, urm…. yeah Leave’, she was just about to run or walk very quickly through the door when a tall man swiftly gets up ‘here, I will show where you can get a coffee from, in fact I will even give you a tour of the place’ the man says as he reaches for Sungmin’s arm. Other people in the room panics and gets up seemingly to stop him.
‘I take it this is your first day?’ the man says, Sungmin nods ‘how… how did you know?’, the man shrugs his shoulders ‘employees knows not to walk into a meeting room disturbing one of the most important broad meeting of the year’. Sungmin gasps, one hand clapping to her mouth. The man laughs.
‘Oh My God, I had no idea’ Sungmin sighs, it was her first day and she has already made a fool of herself. ‘Maybe you should get back to the meeting, I am sure I can get someone else to help me, I don’t want you to get in trouble’.
The man shrugs again ‘it’s fine, must help a colleague out right?, What is your name?’. Sungmin smiles, happy that she might have made a potential friend ‘My name is Sungmin’
The guy nods before pointing down a corridor ‘here this is the Whitehall corridor, it leads to all the smaller offices’. Sungmin nods as she tries to remember everything the man tells her, when at last they made it to the so called ‘coffee room’, she realised that she didn’t know his name.
‘Sorry I forgot to ask for your name’ she says, the man smiles he was just about to speak when a small entourage of people enters the coffee room in a state of panic, a women who was breathing heavily because she was out of breath speaks.
‘Mr Cho, really, you should get back to the meeting’
Another man with a clipboard also speaks ‘Mr Cho, we really need you back at the meeting, next time if you want a coffee just tell someone else to get it’
The said Mr Cho smirks before taking a sip of his black coffee ‘and what would be the fun in that?’, Sungmin was in a state of shock.
Mr Cho turns back to Sungmin ‘nice to meet you, babysitters want me back, see you later’.
With that said Mr Cho and his crew of people turn and walk back to the direction of the meeting room. Sungmin still shocked takes her cup of tea and slumps down on a nearby leather sofa, it all makes sense, the expensive suit, the rich aura, the crew of followers and of course that last name ‘Cho’, she works at ‘Cho Enterprise’, she has just had an encounter with the company’s CEO.
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The next time she sees him again, she was in a very uncomfortable position, on a ladder, her left feet on one step and her right feet on the bottom step, her arms stretched out as she tries to reach upwards to get hold of a box of folders, she wobbles a little and nearly loses her balance, wearing heels and climbing a ladder is not a very practical thing to do. She hears a cough behind her and she turns around to see Mr Cho smiling up at her, little did she know that seconds before Mr Cho’s eyes had trailed from her legs up past her pert bottom and up her waist.
‘Need some help?’ Mr Cho asks. Sungmin laughs nervously ‘No I am fine thank you’. She grabs the folders and starts to make her way down as she got to the last step she feels a pair of warm hands come around her waist, those hands gently lifts her down but lingers on her waist long after her heels have touched the floor. Their eyes locked, Sungmin looks away nervously and Mr Cho removes his hands. ‘Sorry Mr Cho, I must get back’.
Mr Cho smiles ‘of course, call me Kyuhyun’
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The next time that she sees him was a request from him.
She nervously enters the room to find Mr Cho or Kyuhyun sat at his glass desk, his suit jacket was off, he was just in a pristine white shirt and tie, on seeing her Kyuhyun smirks he immediately gets up and walks towards her the smirk never leaving his face.
Sungmin was scared to look into his face ‘You sent for me Mr Cho’, ignoring her, Kyuhyun uses a finger to tilt her chin so that she was staring into his eyes and for the first time she noticed just how handsome he was, his feature were perfect and those eyes were electrifying, before she could let her thoughts about how good looking her boss is carry on, Kyuhyun leans into capture her lips. Sungmin squeaks and Kyuhyun smiles against her lips as he forces his tongue into her mouth. Sungmin protested as she tries to push Kyuhyun away, but he never lets go, he didn’t have to because soon Sungmin finds herself melting into the kiss her arms automatically wrap around Kyuhyun’s neck and he pulls her closer deepening the intense kiss. Tongues battling against each other, his hands make their way to her ass squeezing the soft globes of flesh. This was enough to wake Sungmin up as she violently pushes him away.
Kyuhyun’s smirk disappears and instead he looks angry, he grabs her and pushes her against his glass desk, he leans in to her and Sungmin finds herself leaning as far back as she could against the cold surface ‘I called you in here because I want to offer you a deal’. Her eyes widen, and her breathing quickens as she feels his breath on her neck, Kyuhyun leans into her neck and places soft gentle kisses causing Sungmin to whimper, ‘the deal is, I want you to belong to me, I want you to be ready for me whenever I want, and do whatever I want us to do and to put it simply, sex’. Sungmin’s eyes widen more ‘what?’. Kyuhyun smirks ‘but of course I will reward you, heavily’. He reaches behind her and picks up a piece of paper from his desk. Sungmin finds out it was a cheque, a cheque for a large sum of money. He hands it to her, ‘this is only the starting sum of course’. He takes her hand and pulls her upright ‘think about it, if you accept the deal, be in here tonight after hours’.
Sungmin ponders about it for the rest of the day, she needed money, but was being a sort of escort the right thing to do? Wasn’t it awfully cheap? She looks again at the cheque, the money she was being paid was certainly not ‘cheap’ though. Her boss was good looking, he is willing to pay her for being with him, what more could be wrong? This could be exciting.
And so she made up her mind, this was a quick, easy and exciting way to make money with no strings attached. When the clock strikes 5 signalling the end of a working day, Sungmin makes her way to Kyuhyun’s office and nervously knocks.
‘Come in’. Sungmin opens the door to see a very tired and stressed looking Kyuhyun, his tie had been loosened, his hair was sticking up at certain angles and his sleeves were rolled up, she thought he looked very cute. On seeing her Kyuhyun’s face brightens up ‘Sungmin, I have been waiting for you for a while’ he gets up and before she could even say anything he has her pushed up against a wall, and attacks her lips, desperately tasting her. He pulls out of the kiss ‘I already know your answer’.
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And that was how their ‘relationship’ develops; she was always on standby in case Kyuhyun called her, and demanded that she appeared before him in the next whatever ridiculously short amount of time he gives her.
They would meet up and ‘get it on’ in the most unusual of places, the one time Kyuhyun was fucking her into his glass desk was the one time Sungmin thought she might get caught, the door was shut, it was not locked, she squeaked as Kyuhyun hits that sweet spot inside of her, he pounds mercilessly into her so that she knocks all the paper and pens off the glass table and onto the lush carpets. Sungmin tries to hold back her moans biting her lips painfully until she draws blood, Kyuhyun grunts as he slams into her again and again, Sungmin’s eyes never leaving the unlocked door, anyone could walk into Kyuhyun’s office and see their boss fucking an employee. When they finished, she tries to scold Kyuhyun about ‘attacking’ her in risky places, Kyuhyun simply smiles and shrugs sheepishly as he fixes his tie, Sungmin was annoyed, but all anger and annoyance slipped away when Kyuhyun slips a cheque in her hand.
They never talked before or after sex, this is down to the fact that Kyuhyun was not a big talker. This other time was different, Kyuhyun had asked to meet her in an upmarket 5star hotel, instead of being greeted as usual with hungry lust filled eyes, Sungmin was instead welcomed by Kyuhyun’s warm hands tugging her down corridors. ‘Where are we going?’ she asks trying not to trip as Kyuhyun turns rapidly at a sharp corner, ‘lunch time’. They spent the rest of the day doing things Kyuhyun had arranged, from golfing on the hotel’s roof top to luxurious massages by the candle lit pool. By the end of the day the two were sat on the balcony of Kyuhyun’s presidential suite sipping on iced champagne while gazing out into the dark velvet night sky. ‘Thank you for today Kyuhyun’.
Kyuhyun smiles ‘think nothing of it Sungmin’. Sungmin sighs happily, she tosses her head back, her brown hair falls off her shoulders and she inhales the night air a smile on her face. Kyuhyun watches her silently, not missing the way his heart was skipping beats.
Sungmin gets up off her chair and stands by the balcony she could see to the farthest part of the city, she gasps when a pair of warms hands wraps around her waist and pulls her into a warm body, she turns around to see Kyuhyun smiling down at her. She smiles before looking out into the night scenery as Kyuhyun places soft butterfly kisses on her neck, she melts into his warm embrace and closes her eyes, how much she wished that all this could be real, not justified by money.
The next morning Sungmin woke up in bed next to a smiling Kyuhyun ‘good morning Sungmin’ he leans down to place a soft kiss on her forehead. She replies by snuggling herself into chest as he wraps his arms around her to pull her closer to him.
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From that day on their ‘meetings’ become more and more frequent, it wasn’t always about the sex, sometimes they talked for hours on end and other times he would just cuddle her close, her back against his chest and his arms around her as he breathes in the scent of her. With each meeting she falls for him a little bit more.
-
It took Sungmin 4 weeks to find out Kyuhyun has a fiancé, ‘why didn’t you tell me?’ she half yelled, they were in a busy coffee shop. Kyuhyun shrugs ‘is it that important?’ Sungmin was hurt, how could he not tell her, but she knew that she wasn’t his anything, just his fuck buddy.
Kyuhyun takes a sip of his coffee before taking out an envelope ‘invitation’ he says, before getting up and walking out of the coffee shop. She stares at the red and gold envelop in her hands, too afraid to open it to confirm her beliefs. It was a wedding invitation.
She finds out that it was an arranged marriage, a marriage made on business agreements, a deal which would benefit both parties.
She thinks Kyuhyun has stopped their ‘relationship’ but she gets a text from him, her heart skips a beat. When they meet he only throws her onto his leather sofa before attacking her lips, carelessly ripping her clothes off, fingers already finding their way to the place between her thighs. Sungmin wanted more than this, she wanted to talk to him, she wanted to understand, she wanted to love him and for him to love her back. But she could only concentrate on the roughness of Kyuhyun’s hands on her delicate body, the dark yet tried look in his eyes as he takes out all his stress out on her body.
-
The next time she sees Kyuhyun, her heart sinks because he is pounding into her from behind, the desk that she is clinging onto is digging into her delicate arms, her skin is numb because of his death grip on her waist but the pain was nothing compared to the one building in her heart. He comes deep inside her; she doesn’t turn around, afraid of breaking the spell and instead hears the zip of his jeans as he pulls them up. She shivers around the cold night air, as she concentrates on facing the wall, her back to him still bent over the table that he had just moments ago pounded her into, the marks on her knees were evidence reminding her that it was all too real. He goes to her and places a cheque on the desk and then she hears the door open, then the door slams and she hears the faint sound of footsteps dying away as he made his way down the hotel’s lobby.
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Their meetings became more and more frequent, each time no words were exchanged, just a simple matter of sex, the zip of his trousers, the giving of a cheque, the slamming of a door and the fading of footsteps. It was the same every time, it became a daily monochrome routine the only moments she treasures are the ones with Kyuhyun deep inside of her as he comes, his forehead covered in droplets of sweat against her back as his arms are on her waist, those were the moments she could make believe that he loved her.
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The last time she sees Kyuhyun; is on his wedding day to a leggy brunette with a too fake smile and an air of arrogance, Sungmin can see that there is no love in the relationship, no moments of Kyuhyun staring deeply and lovingly into his wife’s eye, no love passing between the exchange of the ridiculously priced diamond rings, no crying from any side of the families, just a quick but showy display of forged, make believe love to symbolise the closing of a deal. A successful contract negotiated on the basis of love.
As the confetti rained down on everyone, she felt the last pieces of her already broken heart shatter, loud and clear but only for her to hear.
The crowd clears to follow the newlyweds, Sungmin stays seated on her seat, her eyes focusing on the alter. She feels a tap on her shoulder. It was Kyuhyun.
She gets up ‘congratulations’, Kyuhyun smiles but not a genuine one the type of smile that never reaches his eyes.
‘Yes I feel am a very lucky man’
‘So do you love her then? Or do you love the benefits she comes with?’
‘Sungmin, don’t be ridiculous, of course I do love her, and I am sure she loves me too’ he sighs
Sungmin was angry now, very angry, angry with him, with her, with the world but mostly she was angry at herself, she was the one that put herself in so much pain in the first place.
She laughs, a bitter bark that pierces the tense atmosphere, ‘Yes but does she know that I am the one you fuck every night?’
Kyuhyun shakes his head, turns around and walks steadily away from her.
I am the one you love right? The last question was quiet, timid, a little unsure but at the same time containing so much regrets and bitter disappointment, funny how much heartbreak can be concealed in just a few words to make a simple questions, which she knows, he will never answer.
But that’s the way it is. That’s the way it has to be. Rules are rules and the rules states that, Love comes at a price.
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A/N: Super long and draggy. There are going to be alot of spelling and grammar mistakes do forgive me. Comments and criticisms are loved. :]