Chapter 214 - FELT RIGHT

"Urgent? It's always urgent for him." Yazeno scoffed, "You should have thought about it again Ate. He's a detective, his job is dangerous and he's a playboy. He will always reason something would come up and he will definitely hurt you." Yazeno ran his fingers through his hair from frustration.

He didn't understand what he was saying but it was the power of alcohol that he could voice out his thoughts. He waited for a rebuttal but he heard nothing, he turned his head in her direction and saw her bowing her head on the counter table. 

He blinked his eyes and reached out for the glass that was beside her. "Hey, what did you give to my sister?" He asked the bartender with furrowed brows while sniffing the glass. 

"It's a rainbow cocktail, sir." The bartender answered nervously. "It had nothing in it, sir." 

"Ate? Ate Rym? Hey." He patted her shoulder and pulled her. She immediately leaned over that why he had to stand up to catch her body.

She dozed off with just a glass of cocktail. Suddenly, he remembered that she had never had alcohol up till now. The bad mood that was enveloping Yazeno's faded. He chuckled as he gazed at her sleeping yet blushing face. "You can't sleep here Rym." He said sweetly and caressed her face dearingly.

He lifted her off the stool and left the bar. He brought her to his suite because he wasn't sure where she put her card key. With the assistance of one of the employees, he was able to open the door, he did not let the bellboy turn on the light and headed to the bed.

"Put the card key on the side table and you can close the door." He said to the bellboy without looking, his whole attention was on her.

As Yazeno carefully laid her to the bed, he gazed at her slumber face and didn't stand up. Remaining to embrace her, lying with her. There was no light but the moon outside the window illuminates the surrounding, enough for him to worship her beauty. 

There were times when he was watching her, he felt that she was bigger than him. But with this position, he could see how petite her body was and small her stature was. He could crush her if he wants to. 

"Despite knowing that this feeling is wrong, why do I don't want it to stop?" He whispered to her, peering at her plumpy lips, "You will be disgusted, right? You will hate me." He took a deep breath and caressed her cheeks again, feeling her skin and hair through his fingers.

"Actually, I can predict and see that If I confess my love to you, you will laugh at me and say that I'm just having a temporary infatuation and it will all just fade away like a bubble." He slowly closes his eyes and gradually loses the gap between their faces. "But it won't fade, it won't fade. This isn't a one-night process, I've been in love with you for a long time. And I recently realized that. I was longing for you ---!I am always looking for you but I denied it. And now, I can feign it anymore." He opened his eyes once more and saw her eyelids. He felt her faint breath on his lips as it touched hers. "I'm in love with you." 

He leaned down and kissed her lips. Maybe he was already drunk, that was why he had the courage to be this stupid and harass her in her sleep. Or maybe he couldn't help it anymore and just give in on his desire. His heart was pounding out of his chest and his mind blurred everything, he kissed her twice and tasted the flavor of the cocktail she had. His senses were numbing and all he could feel was her wet lips that made him addicted. 

He cupped her face and had a deep breath before kissing her again, this time more sensual. His breathing gradually hastened, it feels like he was running although he was at one place. The heat from his face began to wander from his stomach to his chest.

"Law, stop… " He heard her moan as she weakly pushed his chest away, he lifted his face away from her, she was catching her breath and creased her brows but remained eyes closed.

A bucket of cold water splashed on his entire body, he was frozen at his spot as his eyes widened looking at his sister's face. 

'What the fuck is he doing?' Waking up from the effect of alcohol he stood up and slapped his cheeks from left to right. 

"What are you doing Zen?! What the fuck are you doing!?" He muttered to himself and looked at Yanarym's welfare. "Fuck, no, no." He ran away from the bed and headed to the bathroom.

As he saw his body reaction he punched the tiles of the wall before running out of the room. He was losing his mind, how can he violate her in her unconscious state? Shower, he needs a cold shower. 

He calmed his system before asking for another room at the reception. They didn't ask anything and just gave him a vacant suite. Upon entering he headed to the bathroom and opened the shower head without removing his clothes.

Yazeno stared at the blank space as the flashback of the unthinkable event he did in that room to his precious person. He touched his lips and dazed on space, he kissed her. He tasted her, he felt her. He blinked his eyes, the sensation of their skin touching… 

He took a deep breath and bit his lower lips. It was supposed to be outrageous, it was ridiculous and wrong. But it felt right, he felt delighted, the guilt and adrenaline he felt had disappeared and replaced by an ecstatic emotion.. He head-butted himself on the wall, he had to wake up from this dream.