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?”

to his thin lips, only three

his gaze, staring at those lips that opened and closed, and his prominent Adam’s

will you do it?”

others told her to do, she would do it without any precautions.

for a while and

the shirt she was holding,

like a branding iron, leaving a tingling sensation on

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

up and Paul stared at her. After watching for a while, he

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

“Put me down!”

he had of doing

such an ambiguous moment,

of Eva’s hand, tilting his