Chapter 43

Jennie's POV

"For the tenth time, Lisa, I got a good discount on these tickets," I groan as we pull our suitcases behind us. "I didn't have to spend so much. You need to relax. I can't get a refund anyway."

It was the 31st of December in Paris and we had just arrived at our hotel. I had wonderful time with Lisa's relatives, i can see how much they support Lisa and Lilly after what happened almost two years ago.

I was shocked when Lisa told me that Lilly knows me, i thought she had dreamt of us too but it was just because of Rosé told her that Lisa has a girlfriend which happened to be me, but that wasn't official, or so i know.

We both decided to celebrate the New Years here since our families and friends all had their own plans for New Year's Eve anyway.

Lisa closes the door behind us, dropping her suitcase on the floor. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound ungrateful or anything. Thank you, Jennie. I am beyond excited to explore Paris with you."

She smiles mischievously as she pins me against the wall, giving my lips a hard kiss. "You're really sneaky, by the way," she murmurs against my lips. "I didn't see this coming at all."

I shiver upon feeling her touch. "I'm just happy I finally get to go to Paris..." I giggle. "And I wouldn't have wanted to go with anyone else but you."

"So what do you have planned for us then, m'lady?" she smirks, pulling me towards the massive, king sized bed. I lay flat on my chest on top of her as she falls on her back.

"The package I got came with a tour session with a guide and all that jazz," I say, slowly snaking my hands up her neck. "So that should be our first agenda for today."

"Tour guides are lame," she rolls her eyes, tilting my chin up to kiss me again. "They always walk and talk too slow, and they take you to all the boring places."

I chuckle, gently sucking on her lower lip. "Give them a chance. It'll only be for a few hours and then we can roam around on our own."

"Well, I know what I want to roam..." she whispers seductively, sliding her hands inside my shirt. I instantly felt goosebumps all over my body.

Okay, we've been dating for almost two months but we haven't had sex. She did mention that she wanted to take things slow, so I respected that. I never initiated anything nor did I wear anything too revealing in front of her. Everything happened too fast in my dreams and I guess I missed the real importance of waiting for the right moment.

I suck in a breath as her hand went up to my breasts, over my bra. Her other hand began to slide up to my bare thigh, right under my loose skirt. "Lisa..." my voice came out hoarse and weak.

I could feel the heat slowly arising. I was so tempted to move my palm against her, but I didn't want to make the first move. Instead, I started to subtly grind my hips against her body as we made out.

"Sht..." she moaned softly. Her kisses started to become more intense as her hands explored my exposed skin. Even if it was over my bra, the feeling of her hand still made it hard for me to contain my actions.

She flipped me over until she was on top of me. She began leaving trails of kisses down on my neck, not skipping the space between my exposed cleavage. She slowly rolled her tongue back up to my neck and started sucking on my sweet spot.

"Oh my god..." I groan, pulling her closer to me. The movement of her entire body against mine started to quicken.

I lifted my legs up and wrapped them around her lower back, causing her to grind even more. "Sht, the things you do to me, Jennie..." she murmurs.

Right when her hand was about to snake back inside my shirt, when the sound of a loud knock on the door causes her to jump off the bed and roll down onto the floor. The door opens and in comes an elderly man with a cap on. "Bonjour, mes amis!" he enthusiastically greets, tipping her hat down. "Welcome to Paris!"

"What the..." Lisa huffs. Half of her body was lying on the floor while her legs were still up on the bed beside me. I smoothened my skirt and straightened my messy hair with my fingers.

"Oh, I am so sorry for interrupting!" he exclaims with his hands clasped together. "You left the door unlocked. The rest of the tourists are waiting in the lobby. Shall we go?"

I quickly nod my head, waving him off politely. "We will be there shortly! You may go ahead."

"Of course, of course," he gives me one last curtsy before rushing out the door.

"What a major blocker," Lisa gasps out loud in shock, running her long fingers through her unruly hair.

"Oh love," I laugh out loud in embarrassment as I snuggled into her open arms. "I say we go down and get this over with."

Lisa snickers, shaking her head in disappointment. "I am not letting her get away with that. I say we show her what adventure really is about?"

**

"Welcome to the Arc de Triomphe, one of the most well-renowned monuments in the City of Love!" our tour guide spreads her arms in the air. "My name is Maria and I am delighted to be your tour guide for the rest of the afternoon."

There were about twenty other people in the small open-air tour bus with us. We all went down to follow Maria as she leisurely walks around the Arc. She began blabbing about all its historic facts and whatnot. I turned to Lisa, who was already yawning for the hundredth time.

"When are you planning to ditch?" I whisper.

"Um..." she ponders for a while. "Now?"

"You're crazy," I giggle, burying my head in her shoulder.

Lisa rolls her eyes. "Look at her. I can barely understand what she's saying because she's talking too fast, but she's walking really slowly at the same time. If we just took off on our own, we'd be out there causing trouble by now. And that's really fun, mind you."

"So how do we go about this?" I ask.

Lisa looks around the place and finds a stagecoach behind her. "Bingo."

"No!" I hissed, narrowing my eyes at her. "We are not stealing that horse! Ugh, speaking of horses, I really think stagecoaches should be banned all over the world. It's pure evil! Imagine if you were the horse! How would it feel to have all those uncomfortable leather reigns and face masks attached to your face while being pulled non-stop? It's also very dangerous. What if they get into an accident? All horses should run free in a massive field – "

I stopped in the middle of my rant when I realized that I was talking to myself.

"Lisa?" I quietly called out her name. Maria was too busy talking to even notice that Lisa was gone.

"Lisa?" I repeated, in a much louder tone this time.

Maria turns around and notices me searching the place with my eyes. "Is there something wrong, Mademoiselle?"

"Oh!" I smile nervously. "Nothing's wrong. Please, do go on."

Maria grins and goes on with her little talk.

"Lisa!" I hissed one more time, slowly stepping away from the group.

All of a sudden, the entire group gets distracted by a loud scream coming from behind us. The next thing I knew, there was a man in a uniform chasing a black horse that managed to escape from the four-wheel carriage.

When I glanced up, I saw Lisa shouting at me with a huge grin plastered on her face. She was on the goddamn horse and she looked like she was having the time of her life!!

"Oh my god!" I shriek as I run after her. "What are you doing??"

"Get on!" she says.

"What??"

"Get on!" she repeats, holding out her hand as the horse started to slow down.

"I've never been on a . . . "

"I haven't either!" she shakes her head while laughing. She pulls me up with all her might until I finally land right behind her. It was definitely a bad idea to wear a skirt today.

"You two!" yells the man who was chasing us. "GET BACK HERE! Give me back my horse!"

Lisa looks back for a second and shoots her an apologetic glance. "We're very sorry, Sir! We will get her back to you soon, I promise!"

"You did not just do that!" I pant as I tightly wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Well, I just did," she giggles uncontrollably. She gently whips the horse, urging it to run faster until we turn to an open field with not many people around.

"We could go to jail for this, you know?" I playfully poked her ribs.

"I know," she smirks, blowing off the hair strands that fell on her face. "But hey, we got away with stealing bicycles, remember? This is just a breathing and larger version of it."

"You are beyond crazy, Lisa Manoban," I laugh, planting a quick kiss on her cheek as we rode off to the crowd.

**

Jongin's POV

"You need to stop moping around," the sound of Bian's voice awakens my senses. We were both back in New York, staring out the window of my penthouse as everyone else prepped for New Year's Eve.

I slouched back on my couch and looked away from her. Everything's been complicated between us since I slept with her last Christmas Eve. There would always be an awkward silence whenever she calls me Sir now.

"You should just call me Kai," I would tell her.

"Weren't you the one who said I should call you Sir?" she would ask.

"Well now I say you should call me Kai. Understood?"

I got up from my couch and poured myself another glass of wine. "Have you started working on the promotion for their book?" I just did take the risk to spend all i have to make that Manoban's story a published book.

"Yes Sir. I mean Kai," she blinks. "I was able to contact Seventeen magazine and already reserved a slot for a feature."

"That's great," I gave her a nod. "You were able to get an approval for the company's thirty percent contribution for the sponsorship, right? You told them about the benefits?"

"They already emailed me an approval letter," she says, pouring herself a glass of the same wine I was drinking.

I walk up to her and trace my finger up to her soft cheeks. "How about Manoban? Were you able to do research on her?"

She blushed as she looked down at the ground. "Uh, yes. Full background check."

"Good girl," I smirk, planting a kiss on her lips. "Now we move on to step two."

"What's step two?" she asks, following me to my walk-in closet.

I pull out a suit and gazed at myself in the mirror as I put it on me. I buttoned it halfway and straightened my collar. "You know what step two is, Bian. The only way to make Jennie regret playing me is to make sure the love of her life pays for everything her existence has caused."