Chapter 25: The Flutter In The Heart

The girl he had been dying to meet was within his reach. He had his hands on her. The girl he had been appreciating from far away was in his arms. The girl he had a crush on was near him. His heart started beating fast as she was close to him, close to his chest. Her head was on his shoulder. Their chests were in close proximity to each other. She kept struggling but he knew that she needed human touch to ensure her that she was not alone in this situation.

He kept talking to her politely, yet she kept shouting at him, asking him to let her go. He lost his cool when she called him an asshole. It was not his fault in any way, she didn't even know him, yet she was hitting him and calling him names. She had been rude and unpleasant to everyone he loved deeply. He had had enough. He twisted her hand behind her back and pressed her body between himself and a wall. He inserted his fingers in her soft, silky hair and pulled her hair gently forcing her to lift her head. She looked at him with tear-filled eyes. Her soft lips were too close to his. Without thinking twice, he placed his lips on hers.

Both closed their eyes at the same time. He took in all the feelings and emotions he was experiencing. All the anger, all the pity, all the love he was feeling for her at that moment was overwhelming. He opened his eyes once to make sure he was kissing Ashma and it was not his imagination. After looking at her, the flutter in his heart deepened. He didn't even need to breathe as he was enjoying himself too much while kissing her.

The walls of the corridor turned rose red. Flower petals floated in front of his eyes. He could feel the sweet-smelling air, he could hear the romantic music all around him. Even the fluttering of butterfly wings was audible to him. It was as if the whole world was with him telling him to kiss her more, kiss her deeply. Her curvaceous waist, her soft hair, her sweet lips, her warm breath were driving him crazy.

He closed the distance even more. There was no room behind Ashma to move. He let go of her hand and held her face closer to his. His hands on her face made her gasp. The opening of her mouth was like an invitation to him. He pushed his tongue inside. Her gorgeous smell was almost hypnotic for him. He wanted the kiss to continue forever. He wanted the time to stop, the earth to stop spinning, he wanted to savour the feeling for all his life. He prayed to God that no one would disturb him at that moment.

For the first time in his life, he didn't hate hospitals. He had no pain, no sadness, no thoughts in his mind except to keep kissing the beautiful girl in his arms. He completely forgot that he was standing inside a hospital.

The heat from his lips gave a tingling sensation to her whole body. His tongue dancing with her tongue was numbing her senses. There was no pain, no sorrow, no tears, no worries. Her heart started beating faster. An adrenaline rush took over her whole body. A sense of euphoria engulfed her. She remembered nothing all she could feel was his soft, sensual lips. She stood on her toes and deepened the kiss. All her thoughts, all her feelings, all her tears were wiped away by his kiss.

Hungrily, they both kept kissing each other, their lips kept rubbing onto each other. The sound of smooching, sucking, moaning filled the air. She slowly moved her hands on his shoulder and steadily wrapped them around his neck enjoying every action, every touch, every emotion.

The next moment an announcement chimed on the hospital PA system. It was like a shock to her senses. Suddenly she became aware of her surroundings. Her mother fainted and she brought her to the hospital. She was afraid that she might lose her. But the doctor gave her good news about her mother's health. She thought she had a heart attack but it was only a panic attack. She must be near her mother but had no idea where she was. What happened? Where was she? Why did she leave her mother's side? She thought for a while and then slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes widened with shock. Her arms were wrapped around the muscle man. Her fingers were inside his soft black hair. She was too close to him, no, she was not only close but also was kissing him. He was not only kissing her but she also was reciprocating. He had his eyes closed and was enjoying the kiss too much.

"What the hell? Why am I kissing a stranger and that too when my mother is on a hospital bed?" she thought.

She gulped and tried to push him away but his strong grip was impossible to get out of. No matter how much she struggled she was unable to get out of it. She suddenly remembered her training. She cursed herself for not remembering her fighting skills in the first place. Why was she allowing someone to kiss her sensually? Moreover, why was she reciprocating?

"Mmm… mmm…" she tried talking but his tongue was playing inside her mouth. It explored every inch of her mouth. Her struggle, her push, her wiggle had no effect on him. He was too immersed in the kiss.

She squinted her eyes, exhaled through her nose, clenched her fist tightly and pow! She landed a hard punch on his face. His face moved away from her in an instant.

He felt a stinging pain on his jaw and cheek. His eyes welled up; his nose started running. His ears were ringing loudly. He almost stumbled with her hard punch. The very next instant his hand was on his face covering the side that was punched. He moved back and created some distance between him and Ashma. He tried opening his eyes and looking at her but tears obscured his vision.

Before he could react any further, she grabbed his arm, twisted it behind his back, and pushed his face against the wall. She planted her feet firmly behind him and pressed his arm harder. She then twisted his thumb harder making him wince in pain.

"What the hell?" he shouted in a painful voice.

"Why did you kiss me?" shouted Ashma back.

"What? Why did you kiss me back?" he replied.

"What? Shut up!" she didn't like him pointing out that she too was kissing her so, she twisted his thumb further making him yell in pain.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! You are breaking my thumb," he screamed.

You are reading story To Be or Not To Be A Family at novel35.com

"Good! Next time remember this pain when you kiss a girl without her consent," ordered Ashma.

"I will, I will. Sorry! Ow!"

She gradually eased her grip and removed her hand from his hand. He immediately turned towards her to face her and kept rubbing his arm to ease the pain. His face was red due to punch.

Ashma felt bad as she was a non-violent person but after coming to Korea she could feel a drastic change happening inside her. In a guilty voice, she inquired, "are you okay?"

He was still caressing his arm and his thumb. He looked at her in annoyance and replied, "I will live. Thank you for punching me and breaking my arm."

"Well, you deserved it," she shrugged and answered.

"You were acting crazy, I had to do something."

"So, you kiss every girl who acts crazy?" she questioned then immediately shouted at him, "and excuse me, how dare you call me crazy?"

"Because you were acting crazy. The way you shouted at Bong-Cha was bad enough. On top of that, you called her a murderer. You were not ready to listen to anyone, you even hit me. And now you punched me," reprimanded Yong-Sun.

Ashma hung her head in shame.

Yong-Sun continued, "you blasted that girl without even finally listening to the doctor. She just wanted to meet her sister. Would you have come if she told you the truth? Would you have uprooted your life to attend a wedding of a stranger? She lied to you to get you here. She can never even hurt a fly and you think she hurt your mother?"

"Where is she?" was all she could ask. Her head was still lowered down in shame and guilt. She knew she made a huge mistake.

"She went home," he told her.

She closed her eyes and exhaled a big puff of air stopping herself from crying again. Her lower lip quivered hard with sadness. Tears filled her eyes but she controlled herself as she had enough of crying for a day.

"Is anyone here?" she inquired.

"Baek-Hyeon."

She curled her lips in O and blew a long gust of air. She clenched and unclenched her fists a few times, gathered courage and moved towards the emergency room. She had no idea how to face anyone. She was an ass to everyone. Everyone came to support her but she poisoned her relationship with one and all.

"Hey! Wait for me," shouted Yong-Sun and started following her.

She halted in her path to wait for him, but her sudden break in walk made Yong-Sun run into her. She stumbled forward and was about to fall when Yong-Sun tried to grab her and prevent her from falling.

He moved his hands forwards and encircled her body. He thought he would catch her by her stomach but his palms rested on her upper body. The two luxuriously soft, curved breasts were in his palms.. He froze.

You can find story with these keywords: To Be or Not To Be A Family, Read To Be or Not To Be A Family, To Be or Not To Be A Family novel, To Be or Not To Be A Family book, To Be or Not To Be A Family story, To Be or Not To Be A Family full, To Be or Not To Be A Family Latest Chapter