Painful Love

Chapter Two (Part Three)

Hearing this, she turned to Ha-Neul and was met with a wink. When they got back to the apartment that day, at the door stood an old Asian man. "아버지 (father)," Ha-Neul said as he stopped in his tracks. The old man looked quite upset, and so after saying a shy hello, she wheeled herself to her room and heard from the living room loud noises. Thirty minutes later, Ha-Neul opened the door to the bedroom, and with a sorrowful look on his face, he announced that he had to leave for Korea. That it was an emergency. Given the tone of his voice, she doubted that she'd ever see him again. He came closer to her and kneeled before her, apologizing profusely, and the only thing she could think of was how she lost her chance. So she did the only thing that one would do to say goodbye to the one that got away, which was, she leaned in and pulled his face closer to hers, and with all the emotions that she had been feeling towards him, she poured it all in a kiss and with no hesitation, he kissed her back. She wished she had more time, but all was lost, for what could've been perhaps could never be. She saw how the old man looked at her. He would have never approved of them being together. It seemed that he respected his father way more than he could admit, but for what it was worth, she didn't regret falling in love with him, but he didn't need to know that. They might just never see each other again.

Three years later...

Her front was against the mirror; he reached his left hand past her bell-bottom and pulled her against him, so her ass was against his crotch. "Do you feel that, Zaraphinah! This is what you do to me." He whispered against her ear as he buried his face on the side of her neck and started to suck on that sweet spot that made her arch her back involuntarily. He reached down to her p***y, and as he swiped his finger across her slit, he let out a soft groan. "f**k Zaraphinah." Her legs almost gave out when she felt one finger go inside her. In and out, in and out. She was painting. She spread her legs a bit wider and pushed her ass further against him. And right on the cue, he increased a second finger. "Ah!" she let out a loud moan. "You like that?" he whispered against her ear. When he didn't get an answer, he increased the pace. "I asked you a question Zaraphinah," he said through his teeth. She nodded her head yes. He pulled out his fingers and turned her around so she was facing him. He lightly kicked her leg to the side so her stand was widen and the two fingers were right back inside her. He wrapped the other hand around her neck, he tightened it enough that she felt a little pressure, and when her eyes rolled back, he knew that he had her, and she was close to cumming. "Use your words, darling," he said against her lips. "Yes, Ha-Neul, f**k yes!" she said, frustrated. "Please make me c*m, please..." she shivered, and her wish had always been his command, and in a second, his lips were against hers, and as if a vibrator except for way better, his fingers were going in and out like a speed of a train. "HA-NEUL!" she shouted. "I love you, Zaraphinah," he whispered, and with sweat, she opened her eyes. Another wet dream. She smiled. "He never disappoints even in dreams," she muttered to herself. Looking at the time, it was 10 minutes before her alarm was supposed to go off. It always had been him, all this time; he has been the only man she saw in her dreams, and often time she wondered if he was doing okay. When he first left, they talked like they used to when he went to Korea the first time around, but after a few months, he completely disappeared. It was as if he had fallen out of the face of the earth. When 8 o'clock came around, she always found herself checking the phone to see if he had called. She was hoping that one day he would just show up like he did. She made her bed and proceeded on excising; she took a nice shower and made herself breakfast before she was out to meet Marcellino. Alexei would pop up now and then to see how she was doing, but Marcellino made it his mission to stay in her life. He said that he owed it to her for saving his life, and he also said for Ha-Neul, he didn't want to receive a beating from him ever again. "He punches like a f*****g rock." That was how he put it. She was grateful, though. That she had someone around her. Her memories still haven't come back, and the kidnapping incident was as if it hadn't happened. As she walked out of the door, she wore heels for the first time. She took a video of the first time she ever walked again. She wanted to save it for Ha-Neul. She was sure that he would be very proud. Going to the café, Marcellino was waiting for her outside. "What the f**k are you wearing?" He said with a frown.

"Do I look naked?"

"No, but..."

"Please don't judge me, Marce."

"You look so f*****g hot. You cant look this hot."

"And why not?"

"Because there's going to be a bunch of guys in there."

"Do you want this deal or not?" Marce held his head down. It took him back when he, Alexei, Zarah, and Ha-Neul sat at the same table. The woman looked like a sample and a snack at the same time. They were working on securing a deal for an office building, but the clients they were dealing with were only toying with them. As she was pulling the seat to sit down, Marcellino noticed how she captured the attention of every man on the table. The café that she used to go to was now their go-to when it came to business. She looked like a woman on a mission. He actually hadn't seen that side of Zarah. He'd be lying if he wasn't excited to see what she had up her sleeves, and with no hesitation, she began, "Gentlemen, it has already been 8 months since we have been playing this game of cat and mouse. I get it! Life is a game in itself, and I am not looking to win or lose, but one thing I don't like is when people mess with my time. Now I think we would all agree that 8 months was long enough time for you guys to decide whether this was a deal that you wanted or not, am I right?" She paused and made eye contact with everyone on the table. Like a deer caught on a headlight, no one uttered a word. She let out a soft chuckle, and an almost devilish smirk crossed her face just for a split second. "Nine times out of ten, silence means yes, and with that being said, the deal is off the table." She finished and started collecting her stuff. "What?!" Marcellino was the first one to say, and in uniform, everyone followed. "Wait but..."

"Mr. Smalls, need I remind you, time does not wait for no one, and for this deal, we have decided to go with another offer." She turned around and headed for the door Marce right behind her. "What the f**k are you wearing?" She heard in front of her, and Alexei was standing before her with hands in his pockets.

"Seriously, what's wrong with what I'm wearing?" She said, and in a second, Alexei was an inch away from her, their lips almost touching and softly, he put his hand on the side of her neck, "It makes a guy want to bend you over and f**k you, it makes me want to kiss you." She had stopped breathing, and she stuck her tongue out to moist her lips only to graze his lips as well.