I Got Married Without You

Eva raised her chin slightly and leaned in close to Paul’s eyelids.

“What do you mean by ‘actual action”?”

With a fresh and comfortable scent, mixed with a hint of alcohol, as she got closer, it sprayed out, causing Paul’s heart to race and making him unable to look directly into Eva’s eyes.

He had intended to make a move, but when Eva actually approached him, he was scared and turned his head slightly, trying to avoid close contact.

Eva, who was held in his arms, couldn’t see clearly who was in front of her. She grabbed his arm, squinted her eyes, and slowly approached him…

As soon as she leaned in, Paul stopped avoiding her. He straightened his stiff back and stared at her, watching as she put her hand on his chest. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, but he remained calm and looked at her…

When Eva’s fingers curled up, she grabbed Paul’s white shirt and with a slight force, she pulled the person in front of her closer…

“Hmm? What actual action?”

only

gaze, staring at those lips that opened and closed, and

I tell you, will you do

In fact, she was just drunk. Whatever others

a while

go of the shirt she was holding, reached towards his

mark, but it felt like a branding iron, leaving a tingling sensation on Paul’s heart, which suddenly spread

but tighten his hands, which were hooked around Eva’s waist. As he

the position was uncomfortable. Eva struggled to get up and Paul stared at her. After

drunk, Eva’s head instantly spun. She felt extremely uncomfortable. The hand that was resting on Paul’s neck slid

“Put me down!”

scalp instantly tingled, and any thoughts he had of doing something were instantly dismissed.

such an ambiguous moment, she’s

force of Eva’s hand,