𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿 || 𝗥𝘆𝗲𝗷𝗶 ✔️

Who Runs This Game

LUCY

I woke up on that cold morning with Ryujin's body glued to mine. I confess that it was wonderful to be able to snuggle in the heat of her arms. The woman was behind me, wrapping me in a delightful embrace. I could feel the deep and paced breathing that she emanated. I moved slowly, grabbing my phone from the nightstand, it was still pretty early. I turned to face her, seeing her serene expression as she slept. Beautiful, as always.

Her brunette hair contrasted well with her smooth and milky skin, she could even be compared to those actresses from vampire movies. Ryujin surely would be a very sexy and powerful vampire. I smiled and slid my thumb on her cheek in a light caress. I sighed deeply, thinking about how lucky I was for having that woman in my life.

Last night Ryujin insisted that I sleep at her house. At first, I refused, but as expected, against her there were no arguments. We arrived at her house and she took care of preparing a simple dinner, and a very good one. We drank some wine and we talked a lot. Ryujin told me more about her, in order to know more about me. And I simply spoke, I opened the book of my life to the woman that I wanted by my side forever. It was certain that I had a big fear that she would leave me after knowing of all the problems that surrounded me. After all, Ryujin could have any woman she wanted, without problems and money. But to my surprise, she listened to me carefully and supported me in every moment that I faltered and cried while I told her my history. She was understanding and attentive, which only made me like her even more. Her soothing caresses helped me to pour out everything that was still locked inside me, that still hurt me. Ryujin in a loving way made the promise that she would make me happy, that she would be the difference in my life. I didn't doubt that.

I kissed her forehead slowly and tried to disentangle myself from her arms without waking her up. Ryujin shifted a bit in bed, protesting against the cold, but I quickly pulled the thick duvet over her. I smiled at her that soon accommodated herself. And with the tip of my toes, I stepped on the cold floor, feeling my whole body shiver. I walked in slow steps to the bathroom where I did my morning hygiene.

Then I decided to walk to the kitchen, that morning Ryujin would receive the pampering, I hope she doesn't mind that I'm touching her stuff. Ryujin's apartment was worthy of a Shin, huge and sophisticated. Everything was of very good quality, making it clear how rich she was. It was the only one on the top floor, and it had a beautiful view of the Han river in Seoul and of all those huge buildings. I tied my hair in a ponytail and then opened the stainless steel fridge seeing it full of things, hardly that she would eat even half of all that. I picked up all the ingredients and placed them on the counter: fruits, milk, and juice. I would make a great breakfast.

Okay, that gave more work than I imagined, but I was doing a good job. Our breakfast would have pancakes, fruit salad, juice, coffee with milk, bacon, and scrambled eggs. Everything was already almost ready, there remained only the last strawberries to be cut.

"I'll end up getting used to this."

I turned around quickly, placing my hand over my chest.

"Jesus, Ryujin! You scared me."

The woman just grinned at me. She was sitting on one of the stools at the counter, wearing a black shirt and a pair of short white shorts. Her hair like mine was tied into a well-made ponytail. God, she's gorgeous.

"I'm sorry," she spoke approaching.

"I hope you don't mind that I touched your stuff, I just wanted to-"

Ryujin didn't even let me finish, she stole a kiss from me.

"You can touch whatever you want, Miss Hwang," she whispered against my lips, making me smile. "Make yourself at home."