Closer

Stacey's POV

After the reception, we went straight to his mansion.

His father told us to stay here because the house he provided for us was not yet fully furnished. Ugh!!! So much effort for a short time! It will only be put to waste, though.

Now I feel guilty for fooling Mr. Yuno.

"Hello, hija! Are you his wife officially?" I was asked by an adult woman who just came from the kitchen, I guess?

I believe it's his mother.

"Uhm, yes?" I answered with doubt. I just thought that this marriage, although it had a ceremony, was still fake. So I couldn't answer with full confidence.

"Seriously? Oh god! Look at you, you're such a fine woman!" she said, looking like she was so amazed by my looks, specifically my dazzling eyes. Her eyes were shouting compliments like she was astonished.

"Thank you, Tita," I simply replied.

I looked at Yul to see his reaction, but he remained calm as he was looking away from his mother.

I'm wearing a black backless dress now, but it's only a short length. My wavy brown hair is also free from the ponytail.

"Here's Yul's room. I'm sorry if that house disturbed your honeymoon," his mother said, and her sincerity is clearly showing, so I looked again at Yul and he was still not responding. It's as if he's getting away from his mother's attention. Now he's putting pressure on me. I think he's using this moment to torture me.

"Okay, Tita! We'll take it from here. You should rest now and go. Uhh, do you want me to accompany you?" I suggested.

Yul's room is located on the 1st floor, so it's really easy to find.

"Why do I feel like you're avoiding your mother?" I asked after slamming the door open.

He took off his coat and sat on his bed. Is he teary-eyed?

What the fudge! Are those tears?

"H-hey! Yul..." I called his name, but he was just cupping his face to cover his tears. It's slowly beginning to grow stronger, and I'm feeling hysterical!

Why is he doing this? D*mn it! This overreacting asshole!

"Why are you overreacting? Did I do something wrong?" I asked, vexed. He wiped his tears and removed his palm from covering his face. Now I can see that he's now red-eyed where the tears are coming from.

This man is beginning to act oddly. But my heart is feeling like I want to comfort him.

Please, heart, be strong, and don't comfort him! It's just one of his schemes to fool you!

"I'm sorry you have to see this. You shouldn't. And no, I'm not overreacting so don't judge too soon as if you knew everything," he calmly said in a husky voice. His tears suddenly weakened, but there was still a sign that he was in excruciating pain.

I couldn't help it, so I sat on his behind and hugged him from his back. His cry suddenly burst out once again. So I removed my back hug and I forcedly let him face me. Now we're in parallel.

I held his face and wiped his tears. He's still wailing, and my heart, that as soft as mallows, is melting! Oh god, now I'm crying!

"My mom... she's the reason," he said while still wailing.

I hugged him tightly 'cause I know he needed it.

He's crying like he lost his only balloon and the money he used to buy it was the last one he had. When he said, 'My mom', I could feel his inner child spirit begging for mommy's love and attention.

"What about her?" I asked after loosening up the hug.

"She had another family. For 12 years, she left us with our father. This is the first time she came again after so many years and now she's expecting I could treat her the same?" he calmly said and wiped his flowing tears.

"I'm so sorry. This side of me shall be hidden but who are you to hide my personality? You're just my hostess fake wife."

Despite insulting me, I remained calm and held his trembling hands.

"Look at your hands, Yul. You couldn't control it anymore," his tears began to lose, and now I caught his attention.

"Don't be afraid to show me your emotions. You're just a mere human who wants to feel loved and get listened to. I'm here," I said, and I was so shocked by what happened next.

He stared at me with longing eyes for quite a while, and...

He hugged me tightly.

"Make the most out of this moment 'cause I'll be kind. Thanks for your comfort, Stacey," he said, and it melts me again!

Why am I being fluttered?

I almost forgot about Cygnus, the love of my life. Argh!

"Stop it!" I pushed him and now he's officially free from crying. Finally!

"Don't confuse my soft heart, dumbass! I'm fragile," I said, and he smiled a little.

F*CK THIS HEART! F*CK IT!

That smile is making me feel like melting. REAL BAD!

Maybe I shouldn't have put my whole attention on him.

"Tsk. Stop assuming, slut," now we're back at it again.

"Fine," I simply answered.

"Since you did something great to me, you'll sleep in my bed and I'll stay here on the floor. Don't worry about me, I have another set of foam. So relax," he said.

"Who said I'm worried about you?" I said and grinned.

"Just make sure," he said with a blank face and pale tone again.

I took a bath and went straight to bed; the same goes for him. We slept for that night because we had a long tiring day!

Tomorrow morning, some intruders came inside his room. ARGH!

"Hi, Kuya!!!! Let me see her! I want to meet Stacey!" the little girl's voice woke my sleeping spirit up from Yul's bed. But I stayed lying down.

"Maecey, it's so early!" Yul shouted.

"I can't help it, I've been staring at your door since I woke up and I'm excited to meet her!" Maecey giggled.

"Ugh! Be mindful of whether the person you're waking up with is still in the midst of sleep or not! Thankfully it's just me," he responded from the floor where he slept. Maecey just stands still and giggles.

"Come on, Stace. Wake up and sit. I know you're awake and eavesdropping on our conversation," he said while shaking my body.

I slowly remove the blanket covering my body and sit.

"U-hmm. .. Hi?" I said with a shameful and sleepy face.

"Kuya Matt, you're lying!" she said with a blank face. I think she's Yul's sister. She has long straight black hair, fair skin, curly eyelashes, and a full brow.

She's beautiful!

"What? I told you, she's my wife. And she's ugly!" he said with a disgusting face. I rolled my eyes at him.

That girl who woke us up jumped into my bed and carefully examined my face. I was stunned while she was doing that.

She shook her head.

"Kuya Matt, just look at your wife. SHE'S THE REAL DEFINITION OF BEAUTY! Her different eye colors, lips, perfect shape nose... Kuya! I envy her!" she pouted after saying that.

"Hey, Maecey, step out of Kuya's room. They're still sleeping! How will they make a baby so soon if you're intruding at such a time when it most likely to happen?!" said the girl, who looked two years older than Maecey.

"I got curious, ate Mane. Kuya Matt finally agreed to be arranged so I thought that the girl is stunningly beautiful! And I was right!" Maecey replied. She giggled out of excitement.

"Kuya Matt is right. She's not beautiful," she simply said. Finally, some liar called me ugly.

"Yep, she is. Although she has astonishingly different eye colors. It's not yet enough to call her pretty. Still ugly for me," his brother butted in. I think Yul is older than the rest of the siblings.

"GO OUT! Mane, Maecey, and Macky, all of you! You're just wasting my time!" Yul shouted, and everyone, without a word, followed.

"Your brother and sisters are unbelievable," I said.

"Nope, they're right. You're ugly. Your eyes are the only reason why other people find you pretty," he said and then went back to lying down on the floor.

I jump to his bed, lie on the floor, and position myself on his top like we're about to have sex. HIS MANHOOD IS SO HARD!

Well, it's morning, so it's natural.

"Wow, hard. Now, will you say it again? Am I still ugly for you?" I saw his eyes beginning to tremble and his manhood became harder than before!

Oh f*ck, I will tease you, young man! My horniness is beginning to increase!

"You're ugly," he said again, with no expressions at all!

So I grind on his top to make friction and tease him, but he's still showing no emotions at all!

I held his cock and slowly removed his boxers. Now he's naked.

"Sweet hard, huh?"

"Are you teasing me?" he said. His eyes were beginning to turn red as if he was drunk.

I stood up to lock the door and went beside Yul to whisper, "Yes, I am. 'Wanna do it here, HUBBY?" I emphasized. He sat and started to cup my breast.

"Ugh..." I moaned a little and bit my tongue, so he kissed my neck and started to give it a little love bite. I'm grinding and it's so good!

"We're bound to f*ck, so why not do it sooner?" he whispered.

"I thought I wasn't pretty?" I asked as I continued to grind.

"You were," he replied.

"So you'll stick to that?" I asked. He undressed my top, touched my body, and licked my nipple.

"Just because we're f*cking, doesn't mean you're already pretty for me," he said and kissed me.

He gave me one passionate kiss.

This is the first time I got challenged by my guest. He's giving me a different kind of sensation. This feeling is not typical. It's addicting.

It's intoxicating my whole body like I'm losing my self-control.

"Ugh..." I moaned as he entered his two fingers inside my cunt.

"Do you like it, naughty girl?" he playfully asked.

"Who wouldn't, you're so good," I replied.

He's now playing with his cock on my pussy, making it wetter, by not entering too soon. He's just tickling my cunt through his big penis.

"Stop doing that and just put it inside!" I said, and he just grinned.

"I like it this way. Do you want to feel my cock?" he asked. I bite my lips out of impatient.

I'm so thirsty!

"Ugh... Yul... Stop teasing me, just do it!" I replied.

"Say you want it, and I'll make you the happiest," he said.

I looked into his eyes and I'm right! We're both drunk at each other. We love that feeling. There's something!

"I want it," I said.

He's about to do it until...

"Yul, breakfast is ready!" His mother butts in!

F*CK! I THOUGHT I LOCKED IT.

I immediately grabbed his blanket and covered us both. OH GOSH! We're in the middle of f*cking; I hate this shit. I hate intruders, I hate it!!!!

"Oh, sorry! I forgot you might do 'it', continue!" then his mother closed the door.

He wore his boxers once again and I can see that he lost his mood; so am I.

"Even if you teased me, I will never fall for saying you're beautiful. Because you're not. Your body may be got me to have sex with you, and that's it. No strings attached," he said and smirked.

PSH! I promise to get back to you once you fall for me.

"YOU'RE THE WHO'S TEASING WHO!" I said and went straight to his bathroom while stomping my feet.

I will make you fall in love with me. I promise.

Kate called while I'm taking a bath so I just answered although I'm showering.

"Yes, Kate, he's so irritating!" I said after informing her about what happened.

"He's kinda giving you tickles, though!" she said.

"How'd you know? I couldn't help it!" I replied.

"I know you, girl! By the way, Cygnus has been looking for you for several days already," she said.

"Don't tell him I'm married, okay?" I reminded her.

"Yes, I knew it already."

Phew. I don't want to lose Cygnus. I know just

Yul's POV

After we got caught doing adult things, I changed my clothes and stepped out of my room. I know she's taking a bath now.

"Kuya Matt! I saw 'it'," Macky said.

"You shouldn't. Yet you're still proud," I replied so he shut his mouth.

"Hey, Matt. What does your wife want for dinner?" my mom asked, but I stayed silent; the same goes for my siblings.

"Bacon? Egg? Friend noodles? Tell me," she asked.

"How could I know?" I finally spoke.

"Why not? She's your wife, right?" she replied.

I laughed sarcastically.

"You didn't even know that this is just an arranged marriage? And you're coming back as my MOM?! THIS IS ABSURD!"

"Stop shouting at your mother, Matthew. She's still your mom!" Dad, who just got here, said.

"HAH! Why are you making this hard for me, Matt? Let's forget the past and move on!" she said.

"How could I? You left me at the very moment I needed you the most. Now you're talking?"

"MATTHEW!" Father shouted. Is he taking her side again? Come on!

"WHAT?! Don't tell you me she got your stupid heart again?" I countered.

Dad has gone really mad.

He slapped me.

It's unusual. For the first time in 12 years, this pain I'd buried came back alive.

Still, the same as it was before.

It's burning me.