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Denigration of the Devil

(He loosened my one hand and slowly rested it above his heart. Suddenly, it reminded me of our first kiss. That day, he did this same thing, but probably he didn't remember since he was drank. "Feel that. It only beats for you. Feel it, Noona. This thing was protected with heavy shells. It was impossible to break it free, but you did it. You broke the shells one by one and slowly made your way into this. Only you live inside my heart. Only for you, this cold heart beats." His eyes held thousands of emotions in them. I was overwhelmed looking into his eyes, feeling that hectic rhythm of his heart under my palm. He smiled at me, "I love you. I love only you. Always have, always will." I blinked to hush away the tears that were blinding me from seeing his face. I released a shaky breath, "I love you too.") Fate collides two different persons from two different part of the world, two broken hearts, two lonely souls. Taesung is a 20 years old boy. His mother died during his childhood. Later his father became a drunkard who abused his two children. Taesung murdered his father while his father was abusing Taesung's sister, Taemin. And Fahami is a 24 years old brilliant student, a karate fighter and a dancer who is still in depression because of her brother's death. She meets with Taesung when she receives a scholarship from Daegu Gyeongbuk Institute of Science and Technology. She sees her dead brother, Nabil in Taesung. Because of the resemblance of characters between them. But situation gets twisted when Fahami and Taesung starts feeling something stronger and different for each other. Fate betrays them and conspires to break them apart. What will happen when Taesung will have to fight his inner devil?

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Chapter 51: Second Kiss

Fahami's POV:

My lips moved gently against his. I bet he was shocked since he didn't reply immediately. Taesung was still for a brief moment, then slowly his lips parted, started moving against mine. It felt weirdly good.

My hands automatically went to his neck. My right hand were holding his back of the neck firmly and left hand went to his hairs. His hairs felt so silky, so soft under my fingers, that I felt I could play with it for a whole day.

His hands wrapped around my waist firmly, bringing me closer to his body.

My lungs screamed for air as I was not breathing but just tasting his lips. This felt so good, that it was shocking me. I had kissed before, many times in fact, but never had I felt like this.

We parted from each other for a moment to take breaths. Both of us panting for air. My hands still on his neck and hair, his hands still on my waist, we kept looking into each other's eyes.