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Request #1 by: yfffggttt :
Trope: Marriage of Convenience
Ship: NorthPhil
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[M/North Korea x F/Philippines]
•Business Proposal•
~Romance + tease + a bit of smut~
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{Warning:}
-Cringe
-Errors
-Typos
-Gambling
-Excessive swearing
{Note:}
-All the brands/names here are made up!
-To the reader who requested this; I'm sorry if you expected a mxm oneshot.
-Also, I won't be using Grammarly (an app I usually use to correct my grammars and typos) throughout the entire requests to try and improve my writing!
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Fuck...
I feel dizzy....
"Ha! Three kings! Suck that, you bitch!"
What did I even do last night....?
"Wh-what..? No way!"
Rrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiii
"This is rigged!"
nnnnngggggggg
"Aces."
Rrrrrriiiiiiiinnngggggggggg!!!!!!
"...fuck."
RRIIINNGGG!!!
RRRRRIIIINNGGGG!!!!!!!
I jolt awake from my bed, I look to my right to see my phone ringing like insane. I groaned and picked it up.
Shit my head hurts like mad, what the fuck.
«"Is this miss Phila?"»
I need to drink some tea after this annoying phone call.
"Yeah? Who's this?"
«"It's me..."»
I raised a brow, "who?"
«"Wait, are you serious?"»
Whoever the fuck is on the other line asked.
Phila, "Yeah?"
The prick from the other side started cackling.
«"You can't be serious! So you don't remember what happened last night?!"»
I felt my stomach coil. Shit.... Did I-?
I immediately got up from bed and rushed to the nearest mirror to check for hickeys, only to see none.
I sighed in relief. Oh thank fucking god it wasn't an unprotected one-night-stand. Phew!
"Just get to the point, dip shit. I ain't got no time for yer' edginess." The bitch from the other line finally stopped crackling like a popcorn and heaved a sigh.
I swear I could feel his amused grin radiating through my phone screen.
«"Last night, at the casino. Does that ring a bell?"»
I raised a brow.
The casino... Campbell Casino... My usual place to gamble.
I sighed. I must've lost some money to this prick. "How much do I owe ya'?" I asked
He laughed,
«"333 thousand."»
I choked, "WHAT?!?!!"
"WHAT DO YA' MEAN 333 THOUSAND?!? I MAY BE DRUNK LAST NIGHT, BUT I WOULD NEVA' MAKE A BET THAT HUGE! THE FUCK?!?!"
«"You lost multiple rounds."»
I groaned. "Fine! I'll pay ya' back." I snarled before hanging up and started calling the bank. Thankfully they picked up immediately. "Hey, can I ask how much my balance is?"
«"Oh! Well you currently have 55,000 in your account, ma'am."»
I flinched. Only 55?! That's not enough!, I sighed "I see. That's all, thank you." I said and immediately hung up before going over to the guy's number and texted him.
Me:
«"How much time are you willing to give me?"»
Well that's one way to get rid of a hangover...
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[North Korea]
I perked up when I felt a vibration in my pocket. I immediately fished out my phone and eagerly read the text.
A smile forms on my lips.
Miss Phila:
«"How much time are you willing to give me?"»
I chuckled before I replied.
Me:
«"Meet me at Erza's at 9 pm."»
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[Phila]
I stared at the message for a minute. "Is he fucking serious? I don't even have the fricking money to go to Erza's!" I groaned and just turned off my phone.
I grabbed my charger and plugged it into the outlet before plugging my phone in to let it charge. It's only on 2%.
"I should just clean myself up. I smell like fucking alcohol and vomit. Ugh." I groaned and left my room.
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I sighed as I got out of the shower. I hanged my only towel over my shoulders as I just walked around my apartment naked as fuck.
Perks of living alone is I get to be naked whenever the fuck I want, lmao.
I sat on my bed, still dripping wet as I dried my hair. Ah yes, the only important part of my body, lol.
I grabbed my phone to see that it's only at 20%
Ugh. ePhones.
I rolled my eyes and continued drying myself before wrapping my towel around me, leaving my messy ass room to go to the kitchen and pick up the raw drumsticks that I had in the freezer as well as a few eggs, seasoned bread mix, and flour. I turned on my TV and switched to a streaming site, scrolling through the my list of shows before settling on The Crown.
After that, I started preparing my chicken...
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CRRRUNCH !
I groaned in delight as I heard that satisfying crunch the moment I bit into the drumstick. "Ugh, I'm so fucking amazing." I complimented myself as I took another bite. "This would taste better with gravy..." I muttered before letting go of my juicy ass chicken and placing it in a compartment in the oven to keep it warm before I pulled out a few ingredients to make my own gravy.
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[North Korea]
I sighed as I leaned back on my chair, exhausted from doing a mountain worth of paperwork. But I simply can't stop. Not even for a day as they keep piling up.
A knock erupts from my door, disrupting the silence in my office.
I sigh once more. "Come in" I spoke, straightening my posture as my secretary comes in. "Sir! Have you heard the news?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.
Of course I've heard the news. It's been bothering me since I came into the office. Another rumour spread about me, tainting my image once more.
This rumour not only affects my image, but also the company's.
"Yes, I've heard." I spoke calmly, but deep down I'm having the urge to drink until I pass.
"Sir, we need to do something to cleanse your image!"
I nod, "I know. And I already have a plan. So let me take care of this, okay?" My secretary nodded. I could see that he's still doubtful, but I'm glad that he decides to put his trust in me.
My secretary bows before leaving my office. I lean back on my chair once more as I massage my temple. I hope she agrees...
And I hope I made the right decision... Because if not, then I'm only digging my own grave here.
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8:00 pm
I had my driver take me home early so I could prepare myself for my meet up with miss Phila. She didn't respond when I asked her to meet me at Erza's ( the most expensive ( and exclusive ) restaurant in the city ) so I assumed that she agreed.
I had already booked a reservation for two before I called her, so I could only pray to god that she comes. Because if she doesn't, I'll die of humiliation.
I took off my suit and the rest of my clothes before putting on a bath robe as I picked out a new suit that my maids had pressed for me before going to the bathroom to set up my own bath with my favourite soap, scented in jasmines and roses that would also form bubbles. I sighed and took off my robe before slipping into the tub, relaxing as I put face cream on my- well- face, and cucumbers on my eyes to help make me look less haggard and more appealing so that she doesn't reject my offer.
I'm desperate...
8:25 pm
After my bath, I dried myself and carefully put on my new suit and shoes before beginning to style my hair...
8:35 pm
After all that, I walked to my garage and got inside one of my cars, carefully backing out of the garage. I decided to use my favourite car which was a black [car name] and drove out of my mansion to get to the restaurant.
8:50 pm
Just in time.
Thankfully I had reserved a parking space for my car. I got out and went to the reception.
"Do you have a reservation, sir?" She asked. I nodded, "yes, I do. A table for two under the name of North Korea." The receptionist nodded and typed in my name, "ah yes. Right this way sir."
She gestures her hand to a direction, and one of the waiters came in to guide me as I followed.
I kept my composure until I was seated. But deep down, I feel like a nervous wreck. Oh god, it's already 8:52 and I hadn't heard from her yet!
I start to become anxious.
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[Phila]
"Hahaha! What a fucking idiot!!" I laughed as I continued to watch my favourite comedy show. I grinned in glee as I take a handful of popcorn and shoved right inside my mouth.
I groaned as I felt a vibration from my phone, I turn it on and read the message.
Dude from Campbell:
«"Are you almost here?"»
I furrowed my brows.
Here?
Here where?
I asked myself. After a moment of wondering, I flinched. "Oh shit! What time is it?!" I looked at the clock on my phone.
8:55 pm
SHIT!
I put my bowl of popcorn down on my coffee table as I paused the show and rushed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I didn't put any clothes on, so I just simply took off my old towel and got a new one before going to the bathroom.
9:05 pm
After speedrunning my shower, I dashed to my room, almost dying as I slipped on the floor, but luckily I fell on my thicc juicy dumptruck instead. Remember kids: asses can save lives.
I put on a decent amount of sampaguita perfume that I made myself. Another note: spray or dab a decent amount of cologne/perfume on your skin, not your clothes. You want people to smell you when they hug you, not fucking rape their nostrils the moment you enter the fucking room.
I open my closet to look through whatever good-looking dress I have. Once I found one that I thought would fit the Erza's aesthetic, I pulled it out of my closet and laid it on my bed before drying my hair.
9:15 pm
After putting on the dress and my heels, I did my make up. It was a simple and natural look with the exception of a red lipstick. You can never go wrong with red, juicy lips.
9:25 pm
After doing my make up and trying to perfect my eyeliner, I could finally do my hair, which was just a few simple curls before gently brushing them. I then took the only fancy bag I had and grabbed my phone, a few make up supplies, a charger, and my wallet before rushing out of my apartment.
A special skill that I have is that I could run easily in high heels.
9:30 finally got out of my apartment, now I have to take a cab... Oh boy...
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[North Korea]
I could feel my heart beating intensely. Where is she?! It's 9:30! Oh god, did she ghost me?!
Calm down, North. Calm down... She must've ran into traffic, yeah!
I look around me, I don't know if I'm being paranoid, but why do I feel like people are silently judging me?
This is why I dislike waiting in public places alone.
I flinched when I felt my phone vibrate. I immediately fish it out of my pocket and I perked up when I saw the ID of the caller.
«Miss Phila is calling...»
I immediately answer it.
"Where are you?" I asked, hiding the tremor in my voice.
«"Holy shit! I'm so sorry! I fucking forgot! Good thing ya' texted me! I'm having trouble finding a cab at the moment, but I'll be there before 10! I promise!"»
I sighed and hung up. Well, at least that cleared up my worries. I took my bag and went to the restroom to touch up a bit.
9:55 pm
My eyes brightened as I saw the waiter guide a girl to my table. She looks at me with a guilty smile as she mouths an "I'm sorry...!"
Pardon my language but: fuck she's pretty...
I nodded at her quiet apology and stood up, pulling out the chair for her as she sits down. I sit back down on my chair as well. "Before we discuss about your payment, let's order first, shall we? All that waiting has made me famished." I said. She simply nodded and still had this guilty look on her face.
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"Excuse me, what?" She asked, absolutely confused. I sighed, "You don't need to pay me, only thing I ask is for you to agree to be my wife for at least a year. My image and my company's reputation is at risk and I need a wife to not only make me look good, but also help the company."
"So basic'ly ya' want me to be yer' li'l accessory that ya' could dangle around to make ev'ryone like ya' again?" She raised a brow.
I gulped. Well... That summarisation definitely doesn't make me, or the situation look good at all. I didn't give an answer as I couldn't.
Miss Phila sighed. "What will I be gettin' out of this?"
"How much money do you have in your bank account?" I asked.
"55,000." Phila responded. Wow, she's poor. I could barely live off that.
I nodded, "then I'll pay you 55,000 a month for as long as you're my wife. How does that sound?"
Phila closes her eyes as she hummed. I assume that she's thinking about it.
"...deal."
I sighed in relief. Oh thank goodness.
Just as I was about to thank her, Phila spoke once more. "We should start planning our backstory now." I stared at her for a second, "pardon? What do you mean?"
"Y'know. Create a believable story to tell the public just in case they start questioning our relationship and how we met." Phila explained, I nodded in agreement. "Alright then. I'll let you do the planning as it seems like you know more about elaborate stories than I do."
Phila nodded, "sure, why not. But I can't make a believable story if I don't even know ya'." I raised a brow, "then why don't you get to know me?" Phila raises a brow back at me, "are you asking me out on a date?"
"It's the only way to get to know each other." Phila leans back, "hm, fair."
And just in time, the waiter came with our orders.
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[North Korea]
Last night was surprisingly easy. Phila was quick to agree to my terms and had no qualms with them. However, she did warn me that she would break a few of my rules.
But as I was talking to her, I realised that there were a lot of things about her that needed to be.... Changed. The way she talks, the way she acts, and her overall lifestyle. It won't look good for either of us if she continues being like that.
So after I dropped her off to her apartment, I told her that we would go on another pseudo date this Sunday, to not only get to know each other better to make our story believable, I'll also fix her up a bit... A wardrobe change, etiquette classes, and speech lessons. I need to get rid of that horrid accent of hers.
However, the next day ( aka, today ) , news spread like wildfire about my date with Phila. There were stolen pictures of me and Phila walking out of Erza's and me opening the car door for her, and then another picture of us driving off.
Articles and blogs have started sprouting out of nowhere. With uncreative titles such as:
"Company CEO with mystery woman"
"North Korea's new girlfriend????"
"Multi-billionaire CEO and unknown girl"
All of the titles are nearly synonyms of each other, it burned my eyes just trying to read them. I sigh and closed the tabs to these articles and went back to work before my phone started ringing. After seeing the ID, I immediately picked it up.
«Miss Phila is calling...»
"Hello?"
«"AYO??? WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ ON THE INTERNET?! ARE YA' SOME BIG SHOT OR SOME SHIT!?!? MY FAMILY WON'T STOP CALLING ME!!!!"»
I flinched and pulled my phone away from my ear as her screaming caught me off guard and pierced through my ear drums.
"I-I'll explain it to you later. Let's talk about it in your apartment." I said before ending the call, cutting off her panicked screaming.
I... Definitely need to tone her down. She's too much. She's too extra.
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[Phila]
I yawn as I stretched my arms backwards, my back arching and my chest thrusting forward.
Hehe. Thrust.
When I looked at my phone to check the time, I noticed that it was only 8 am. Oh wow. I actually woke up early.
I took my phone which I left charging while I slept, and noticed that I had 10 missed calls from each of my family. 2 from mama, 6 from papa, 1 from each of my brothers.
"Ow shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttt..."
I fucked up.
Somehow?
Wait, what did I do?
I jolted when my phone started ringing. "Oh shit!!" I read the ID and it was my father. I could feel my blood run cold.
«Pader is calling...»
I didn't keep him waiting and answered.
"Heeeellloooooo...??????"
«"Phi-"»
«"YOOOOOOOOO!!! PIL! IS IT TRUEEEE?????"»
I was caught off guard when my brother's voice took over. I'm guessing that they're all in the house, and kuya Goyo decided to butt in.
"A-ano yung totoo...?" I smiled nervously, suddenly switching to my native tongue.
[T: "W-what's true...?" ]
«"YUNG KA-DATE MOOOO!!! BILYONARYO???!?!????!!!"»
[T: "YOUR DATE!!! IS A BILLIONAIRE???!?!????!!!" ]
I flinched. "D-date????"
«"Yung- mpf!-"»
«"Tumabi ka nga diyan Gregorio!"»
[T: "Get out of the way Gregorio!" ]
I heard my father raise his voice. And I assumed he pushed kuya Goyo's face out of the way.
«"*Sigh*, ano itong nabasa namin na mayroon ka raw kasamang bilyonaryo kagabi?"»
[T: "What did we just read about you being with a billionaire last night?" ]
I gulped.
Holy shit, that dude was a billionaire? I mean- I know he owned a company, but damn...
I hit the fucking jackpot!
But wait!
"W-where did ya' read it??!??" I asked.
«"Are ya' kidding?? It's all over the internet!"»
Kuya Greg butted in once more. Kuya Martial and mama hasn't said a thing yet and I'm scared, lmao.
I opened my social media and was shocked. A lot of my friends had been tagging me and asking in the comments and the captions. I read one blog and was super confused. Why the fuck did this spread so quickly?!
«"Why were you wearing such a skimpy dress?"»
I flinched as my other older brother, Martial, finally said something.
"What do ya' mean? That's how I always dress!"
«"But why did you have to wear THAT to a date?"»
He asked.
Ahhh, kuya. So conservative. Lmfao. Not even father had any qualms about it, so why do you? Our family is mostly liberated and left-wing, yet why are you so conservative?
"It's the only nice dress I have! Ya' know I don't have much ev'r since I moved here!" I retorted.
Suddenly, I heard a smack from the other side, which made me flinch.
«"Let yer' sister be, Martial! Yer' sister and I have the same fashion sense!"»
Mama finally spoke. I held back my laughter after I heard her smack him on the back of his head.
«"Well, no wonder!"»
Kuya Martial argued back.
«"Hey! Be grateful! If I didn't dress like that, then your father and I would've never had you three!"»
I gasped softly. Ooooooooo~~~
«"Ewwwwww!! We di'n't need to kno' that!!!!!"»
Kuya Goyo complained, which is literally ironic because he has more sex out of the three of us siblings.
As fun as this was, I exaggerated a sigh, ready to end this phone call.
"Okay, look! I'll call y'all back once I get some clarity on the situation, okay? For now, the path that I'm trudging on is very blurry and unclear. So I'll update y'all when I can, okay?"
They all went silent for a bit before I heard father sigh.
«"Alright, be safe. And try to lessen your stupid decisions, okay?"»
I smiled. "No promises~"
He laughed.
«"That's my girl"»
After that, the phone call ended.
Ahhhh~~ I miss my family! I'll see them soon! But for now, I have to settle whatever the fuck this is.
I scroll through my contacts and sighed when I saw his I.D.
«Calling Dude from Campbell...»
«"Hello?"»
"AYO??? WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ ON THE INTERNET?!" ....
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[North Korea]
I sigh as I step out of my car. I'm in Phila's apartment complex. Luckily they have a parking space underneath the building. I used the elevator and made my way up to the 6th floor.
Hopefully paparazzi didn't follow me or anything.
Ding!
The elevator opened and I looked both ways, before going to the west wing of the complex as I proceeded to find her apartment number.
Apt. 609....
Once I finally found it, I knocked on her door. I flinched slightly when the door immediately swung open upon the same minute of me knocking.
"Oh hey! Well that was quick." She grinned.
I cleared my throat and fixed my tie. "Of course. This is important after all.." Phila rolled her eyes and opened the door wider, stepping aside to let me in.
I frowned at the state of her apartment.
So messy...
There were unwashed dishes and clothes just laying on the couch. I turned my head towards her, and when I was about to address my concerns, I blushed and immediately looked away.
WHY IS SHE CASUALLY WALKING AROUND WEARING A TOWEL WITH NOTHING UNDERNEATH IT?!
"P-p-put some clothes on!!!"
Phila, "what- oh. Yeah sure."
She spoke calmly whilst I felt my entire face turning was burning red. I covered my face with my hands and waited for a few minutes.
"Okay, you can open your eyes now."
I reluctantly opened them, and saw that she was wearing the clothes that were scattered on the couch. A plain white t-shirt and some short shorts. I could still see the vague, small plumps on her chest...
She's not even wearing underwear underneath her clothes!
Why isn't she worried that she's alone with a man and dressed like THAT?
Tsk. Such indecency! I have to fix it.
"Yer' gonna burn a hole on my chest if ya' keep staring."
I flinched when she suddenly called me out. I scoffed. "Let's just...start discussing." She nodded and gestures to the couch. I sat down, put my leg over the other and rested my palms on my knee.
Phila, "what tea would you like?" She asked. I hummed for a second, "do you have Yuja?" I asked and she shakes her head. I raised a brow, "then what do you have?"
"Ginseng, Black tea, Green tea, Citrus, Chamomile, Ginger, and Jasmine."
I perked up. "Oh, that's perfect. Alright then, I'll have Jasmine." Phila nodded. "Good choice. Jasmine is my favourite." I nodded as Phila stood up and went to make the tea.
Phila, "also, pardon the dirty dishes. I just made dinner, and it's currently cooking in the oven." I nodded, "I understand."
Well, that justifies her dirty sink. But not much for everything else.
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[Phila]
North Korea and I drank tea whilst discussing the situation that we're currently in.
I finally got a bit of clarity on what I just got myself into. Other than the fact that this man will be paying me to be his wife to save his reputation, he also told me that he's always bombarded with paparazzi.
Which is why, as he explained, I needed to change myself "a bit" to fit into his world as his wife.
And by "a bit" he means literally every fucking part of me that distinguishes me from the rest.
He wants to erase every significant part of me.
I'm not going with that. I'm waaayy too proud of myself to do this. I don't want to do this.
But I have to.
I need the money, real bad. And this is the easiest way to do it.
I think I can disguise my whole personality for a few years just to get what I need.
After that, I'll divorce this motherfucker immediately.
I sighed, "alright then. I... I think I could do that. Yeah. But after I get what I need, I'mma be leaving you, alright?" I see him flinch as if he didn't expect me to leave his judgemental ass.
"W-what?! What do you mean???" He asked.
"A few years would be enough to clean your record. And relax, when I ditch ya', I'll make sure to take the blame." I grinned.
Based on what he told me, people viewed him 50-50. 50% adored him, while the other 50% hated him. So I won't get all the shit when I take the blame.
"A classic cheating scandal shouldn't be too hard, right?" I grinned, and North Korea perked up. "Oh!" I chuckled. It's clear that this man ain't got no experience in the social department. He seems to be the type of guy who doesn't have any friends.
When the timer on my phone went off, I immediately stopped it before going over to my oven and turning it off.
"A'ight! Dinner is ready~" I grinned as I pulled out the pork belly bites.
"Oh... Oh wow, that... That actually smells good...really good."
I looked at North Korea and I could see him staring intently at the food in. I chuckle. "Of course it is! If I made it, then it's bound to be amazing!" I huffed and started plating them nicely before opening the rice cooker and started scooping up the rice and putting it on our plates.
"I'm supposed to be on a diet but... I suppose I could make an exception..." North Korea said and I couldn't help but laugh. As I laid down the plates and utensils on the coffee table as well as two mugs with warm water ( I like to drink warm water, get over it ) I then sat down on the floor whilst North Korea remained seated on the couch and we started to eat.
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Before North Korea left, he asked if he could look through my closet and told me that it was essential for our date on Sunday, so I agreed.
He looked pretty disappointed after seeing my closet. Not gonna lie, I don't have that much good clothes. Other than the dress I wore to the date, I mostly just have all my old clothes from highschool ( they still fit ) and some underwear.
My family isn't poor, we're pretty well-off. But I've been living independently since senior high, so I don't have a lot on my own, thus I take small jobs as a cook and dishwasher in this 4 stars restaurant in which added into my cooking skills.
But cooking isn't where my heart's at. And neither is dishwashing.
I'm more into cosmetology and aesthetics. So I moved to a different country, away from my family, to pursue it. And I'm not stopping until I make it big.
I'll probably be getting a wardrobe change on Sunday as well as him signing me up for etiquette classes and speech lessons. Which I don't really mind right now given my situation. So I'll just take what I can get. Andmaybeleechoffofhimandslowlydrainhimofhismoney.
Now, after he left, I started cleaning up my apartment, since I didn't have time to clean it before he arrived. And after doing all that, I took a nice, cold shower before going to sleep.
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Soooo uhhh apparently the paparazzi is crazy as fuck????????
It's only been 2 days since North Korea came to my apartment, and they immediately found out which apartment I specifically lived in, as well as which restaurant I worked in.
According to what I read on an article, they saw his car drive into my apartment complex, and one of them lived on the same floor as I did...
So ever since then, my mail has been flooded by letters of the paparazzi, and whenever I go out to either go to work or to buy fricking groceries, I get flooded my cameras flashing my face!!
My family has been texting and calling me nonstop, afraid for my safety.
And obviously, news reached North Korea like fucking Hermes or whatever and contacted a local moving crew to move my belongings so I could move out.
However, he just told me to leave all of my furniture behind. So I did-
And then he texted me the address to this high-rated condominium in the city. Based on what I saw in the reviews, only rich and famous people stay in this condominium and it apparently has great security and knows how to handle paparazzis.
They also have a weekly cleaning service, so, I'll definitely be taking that, no qualms whatsoever.
Our Sunday date has also been changed. It became a Saturday-Sunday makeover date. Because of my new move, I now have to change the environment in which I live in as well.
Welp. I guess my fake life begins on Monday...
Sigh.
Lmao, I'm getting paid, why am I even sad? Lol!
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[North Korea]
I told Phila that we would have a two-day date as I would be helping her making changes and adjusting into her new fake life.
So far she's been very cooperative. Which I'm thankful for, obviously. But I can't help but get the feeling that she might make this difficult for me...
Or maybe she won't and just really needs the money for whatever reason. In which case, I'd be more than happy to supply her with it. Maybe add in a few extra more if she does an incredible job.
Saturday comes ( which is today ) and I picked her up from her new condominium and went on our way to a furniture shop.
I expected to spend a lot, but apparently not. Since the condo came with a built-in closet and a complete kitchen with a dish cabinet, I didn't need to buy much other that a complete set of settees, a flat screen TV, a refrigerator, cage chairs, a coffee table, a canopy bed, bookshelves, and a swing chair. There were more than that, but I won't get into much detail.
Of course, other than furniture, we bought house decors and a full crockery and cutlery set for her cooking.
And whilst we went out shopping for these, I noticed that she seem to be on some sort of theme here. I'm assuming she's more into beiges and browns, as well as bronzes.
We didn't talk much during the first pseudo date, but I guessed it was only because we were too focused in choosing out the furniture.
"When will the furniture arrive?" She asked.
Phila looked at me as she took a sip from her banana milk shake with a mountain pile of whipped cream. I smiled and took a napkin before wiping off the whipped cream from her cheek.
Phila didn't seem to act surprised or flustered, "oh, thanks. So when's the furniture gonna arrived?"
I chuckled at her bluntness, "later, at around 3pm." She nodded, "oh good. I could set it up before 10." I raised a brow and leaned back on my chair. "Set it up? By yourself? Shouldn't you just ask them to do it for you instead?" Phila shook her head, "nah. I can handle it. I was the one who set up all of my furniture back at home. Plus, they charge extra. Wouldn't wanna poke holes in yer' wallet if ya' know what I mean."
I laughed. "Alright."
Phila, "we could also use the time to start writing our story."
I nodded. "Sure. That sounds efficient." She nods again and starts sipping her milkshake.
"Ah-! Brain freeze!"
"Pfft-!"
~**~
We went back to Phila's new condominium, and sure enough all the things we bought were already there. Phila and I stopped at a local handyman store to buy a few tools before going back to her new condo.
I watched as Phila grabbed a cutter and gently opened the box. "A'ight! Let's do this while I set up the furniture. You got the notebook and pen?" She asked, and I nodded. "Yes."
Phila, "A'ight. We'll start with ya'. Where do ya' usually eat?"
I hummed and watched her pull out the carpets. "Anywhere that has good service and a prestigious reputation." She nodded. "So 5 star restaurants?" She asked, and I nodded. "A'ight. Write down yer' name, and put •Restaurant - 5 stars on it."
Usually I don't take orders from other people, but this is necessary. I did as she told me and wrote it down. I'm guessing we're going to categorise a few factors of lives to see which of these places and/or events would allow us to hypothetically cross paths.
Phila, "Where do ya' usually drink coffee?"
"My office." I answered immediately. And I could hear Phila let out a disappointing sigh.
I looked at her once more and saw that she was carrying a short table, I'm guessing it's the one for the TV. I placed the notebook and pen in my pocket before helping her carry the table.
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Phila, "so clearly, the only similar place we have is the casino. So that's where we say we'll meet." I nodded. "When did you start your company?" She asked. I hummed as I look through my memories. "About...10 years ago.." she nodded. "And when did you reach your first billion?"
"5 years ago."
Phila nodded as she starts filling her kitchen with a bunch of necessities. The living room and kitchen were all done, all that's left are the two bathrooms, and her bedroom.
There wasn't much to do in the bathroom other than place carpets, and fill out the cabinets. Now all that's left is her bedroom.
"Can ya' help me carry the bed?" She asked, and I nodded. We carried the bed into the bedroom, and I swear I've never lifted something so heavy. I thought my veins were going to pop the moment I picked it up!
Why did she even choose a canopy bed?!
I groaned in my head. Now Phila asked me to help her with her swinging chair. I didn't want to complain, but goddamn it I shouldn't be worked like this! I'm not some lowly labourer!
"So where do you usually gamble?" She asked. I stopped complaining in my mind and looked at her as we finally put the damned chair down as well as it's stand.
"Campbell." I said.
I raised a brow, "huh. That's weird. I've never even seen ya' in Campbell. And I've been goin' there for 6 years." I chuckled. "I gamble in the late afternoon. But only when there's no work, which is rare." She perked up. "Ah, I see."
Phila then left the room, and minutes later I see her carrying the ENTIRE vanity set!
She looked at me raised a brow, "what? I noticed that ya' were complaining, so I decided to do it on my own." She said as she gently puts it down. I suddenly felt guilty for complaining. I opted to help, thus I should've pulled through with it.
I sigh. "My apologi-" "-don't. I don't want yer' pity." She said as she went out to carry the other remaining decoratives inside the room before filling it out with her stuffs. However, I stopped her from putting her old clothes into her closet and told her that we're throwing them away tomorrow.
"Why not just donate these?" She asked. I rolled my eyes, "fine. Do what you wish." I sighed. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 10:30 in the evening. "I should get home." I said.
Phila nodded. "Sure. If I had groceries, I'd just cook for ya', but I don't." I chuckle before giving her the pen and notebook and leaving.
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[Phila]
I waited in the lobby of this fancy ass condominium for North Korea. He was going to pick me up. I wore the second nicest thing I had which were my white skin tight shorts, a black halter-top, and black thigh high boots. I paired the outfit with the purse that I had used on our first meet up.
It was Sunday. Which means the day will be short. But that doesn't mean that the Sun was shy. It's bright and hot and dry outside. I'm thankful that the lobby is air-conditioned.
While I was waiting, I decided to braid a strand of my hair, despite it being only shoulder-length.
I perked up when I saw a familiar car park up. I immediately stood up, picked up my bag and jogged outside. Sure enough I saw North Korea inside the car, wearing something casual and simple with sunglasses resting on his head.
Huh, he actually looks pretty good. And he's very lean... Now that I think about it, he looks like someone I knew back in university. Hm.
I got inside the car and closed the door once I got in. It took me a second to realize that we're not moving yet. I turn to North Korea to ask him what's up, only to catch him looking at me up and down.
"The fuck are ya' looking at?" I asked. North Korea clears his throat and wears his sunglasses. "That's a...decent outfit choice. Unlike what I've seen in your closet." I rolled my eyes.
Oh this motherfu- nope- no, Phila. Calm the fuck down. It's fine. It's fine! Just fucking bear with it.
"So, what am I gonna dress up as? A trophy wife?" I sneered. North Korea hummed as he starts backing up the car.
"Not really. I could see that you're somewhat young, so I'll let you dress however you like." I perked up, wow. I thought he was going to dress me up as some prude. But apparently not!
North Korea, "however."
Ohhh here we go...
"You can dress however you like, but! It must remain some bit of class in your outfits. So I'll be helping you pick."
Hm, not bad. "A'ight."
I'm not going to complain. I mean, I get to have a condominium for free, furniture that I've always wanted but never got to have, and! A closet makeover! I hadn't been sacrificing much, so I can't really complain.
"I called one of my friends and had the entire store to ourselves." He said. My eyes widen. Holy fuck! I still can't believe I'm getting married to a multi-billionaire.
Whoo, okay, okay- calm down Phila. Don't let it get to your head. You're using him for your own gain and then you're leaving him. That's it.
When we arrived, North Korea parked his car in the underground parking lot of this big boutique. It's the size of a mall, but apparently, it's a boutique. An exclusive one.
Once we got inside, we were greeted by a tall man. He was older and taller than North Korea, and I could tell that he has good sense of fashion.
"Ah, so this is your new maiden?" He asked as a charming grin dawns on his blemish-free face. "Yes, she is." North Korea replied.
The man chuckled and took my hand, kissing the back of it. Oh god... He's dreamy... "Welcome to my store, madame~. My name's China. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name~?" I chuckled, bowed my head slightly at him, "pleasure to meet y-you, sir China... My name's Phila, thank you for lending your store to us for the day." Phew. My accent almost slipped in there.
China chuckled, "a pretty face with a pretty name~ both of you are very lucky with each other." He said as he looks down at me. I know that that was backhanded compliment. And if I could I would've returned it with backhanded slap. But I can't.
"Oh we are." North Korea grinned. China hummed as a man gives him his coat and he wears it. A coat? In this weather? This man is asking for a heatstroke!
"Now.. I wish I could accompany you both, but I have a meeting to attend to. So, have fun, goodluck, and don't be shy to go a little overboard~" he looks at me and winks.
I wish I could go overboard, but North Korea's gonna have a say in all the outfits that I pick. And I don't want him spending as much as he should ( though I'm pretty sure China suggested that I should make his pockets hurt )
North Korea and I looked at each other, he scoffs and looks away. "I already have a list of all the clothes and accessories that I'll be buying." North Korea nodded, "alright, let's hear them all."
I nodded and pulled out my list from my purse. "10 dresses for every occasion. 5 for important functions, and 5 for leisure, 10 jumpsuits, 10 different halter-tops, 10 different pants to match each top, 5 shorts, 5 skirts, 12 pairs of shoes, including: heels, boots, sneakers, sandals, and Mary Janes. 5 bags for different functions, 21 pairs of underwear, and 13 pairs of bra and socks/stockings."
I look at North Korea who seems to be deep in thought. "Hm, that's a little bit under our budget, but alright."
I flinched. Under?! I thought that would go over the budget! How much is this man willing to spend on me?!
"How- how big is our budget here?" I asked. "100,000" I flinched. Eh?!?
"Also, you seemed to have forgotten something on the list." I raised a brow, "uh, no? I'm pretty sure that's all of it?" He raises a brow. "Sleepwear? Aren't you going to buy anything for your sleepwear?" I blinked a few times. "I...don't wear anything when I go to sleep?"
North Korea flinched. "What?! What do you mean!?!???" I shrugged. "I dunno. What's the point of wearing clothes when yer just gonna sleep? It's not like I'm living with anyone." He flinched. "You'll be living with me when we get married!!"
Now it was my turn to freak out. "What?!?!! What about the condo!!??!"
North Korea, "the condominium is a temporary place for you settle in!!! You'll be living with me, and we'll be sharing a bed!!!"
I gasped. "HOW SMALL IS YER' HOUSE THAT YA' CAN'T AFFORD TO LET ME SLEEP IN A SEPARATE BEDROOM!?!???"
North Korea's eyes widened. "It's not small! My servants are the paparazzis' number 1 source of information!! They're not afraid to expose me!"
"TheN HIRE NEW SERVANTS!"
"I can't afford to! Do you know how hard it is to find servants that actually do their job properly?!"
I groaned. "Okay fine! FINE!" He sighs. "Thank you." I huffed.
"Let's just pick some clothes and get to know each other more." He nodded, "yes...follow my lead. I'll show you where the dresses are." I nodded.
Oh god... My heart is thumping so loud! I mean, yes I've had one-night-stands before, but the idea of sharing the same bed with someone, the reason not being sex is very nerve-wrecking...
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North Korea and I picked out a total of 20 dresses and he asked me to try out all of them. I picked out this beautiful bronze dress and showed it to him.
"Leisure." He said and I nodded. "What's yer' favourite food?" I asked, holding my notebook and pen. "No favourites. I like all foods." I nodded, "drinks?" He hums, "tea, and hennessy." I nodded and wrote them down before going back inside the dressing room.
I picked out a black dress and came out with it. North Korea looked at it for a good minute. "Interviews... Important functions." I nodded. "Where did ya' graduate?" I ask. "Athens State University." I nodded and wrote it down. "Scholarship, student loans, or full payment?" I asked. "Full payment."
I then picked out a sweet ivory dress and came out with it. North Korea seemed please because of how modest the dress is. "Important functions." I nodded. "What degree did ya' graduate with?" He chuckled. "A Doctorate in Business Economics & Marketing." I whistled and wrote it down.
I went back inside the dressing room and chose a body hugging dress in red. The colour almost matching my lower skin-tone. I stepped outside and North Korea seemed to have a harder time picking if it's a leisure dress or a functions dress. "....important functions. You could wear it with a shawl for this year's Millennium Party." I nodded.
The Millennium ball only happens once a year. It's where all the rich folks attend. I don't really know what they do there, but I guess I'm gonna find out this year or next year.
"Financial background?" I asked. North Korea grinned proudly. "Old money. Our family has a long and successful line of businesses dating back to 1776." I nodded and went back inside the dressing room.
I then picked out a copper dress and stepped out to show North Korea. He didn't even breathe and immediately said; "leisure."
So that's 2 leisure dresses and 3 important events dresses.
"Living family members?" I asked. "My younger brother, his wife, my niece and my pre-baked niece." I stifled a laugh. "Pre-baked?" I giggled. He seemed proud with his joke and chuckled as well. "Yes. My sister-in-law is 2 months pregnant." I nodded and jotted it down.
I pulled out another black dress and stepped out with it. "Leisure." North Korea said, and I nodded. "Traits that ya' prefer in a woman?" I asked. North Korea flinched and looked up at me. He was just sitting down on the couch, but I could see a tint of pink in his cheeks. He scoffed and looked away, his cheeks turning red. "Well... An ideal wife for me is someone who could match my intellect, has beauty and grace, and knows proper etiquette."
"So, a beauty queen? A miss universe? A miss earth? A miss world?" I asked. He didn't say much, and I took that as a yes and noted it down. Ha! Fortunately for him, I won miss earth 8 years ago. It was a moment to remember. I used the cash prize to help out in my family's financial needs since we were really down in the dumps back then, and I was struggling through university because of it.
I went back inside the dressing room. 4 more to go...
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I sighed and took a deep breath, flopping down on the couch. "Why did ya' make me try on so many dresses?!" I groaned. North Korea laughed. "Come on, you have more clothes to try on." I groaned. "Fine!" I stood up and North Korea and I put all of the dresses that we'd pick and put back all the other dresses that didn't make the cut.
Next up were the jumpsuits. And this time, I was the one being interviewed.
Out of 15 of the jumpsuits, we only need 10. And I first picked out a white one that has a low v-cut. I stepped out and showed it to him. "....casual functions." He said. I raised a brow, "casual functions? What does that mean?" He sighs, "for casual interviews."
"Ah, I see." He nods and pulls out the notebook and pen. "Now. First question, where do you usually eat?" I shrugged. "Wherever I could afford to. But most of the time I just cook and eat at home." North Korea nodded and jotted it down.
I went back inside and wore a jumpsuit that was a lot shorter than the first. I came out with it and North Korea only took a glance at it before immediately saying; "leisure." I nodded. "Favourite food and drink?" I hummed. "Eh, I'm good with anything. As long as it fills my stomach, it's all good." North Korea nodded and jotted it down.
I took the black jumpsuit that I had been eyeing since earlier and wore it. It had a low-cut sweetheart neckline with no sleeves. "Casual functions and leisure." North Korea said, which surprised me a bit. "I find that jumpsuits could be very versatile." I nodded, genuinely agreeing with him.
"Where did you graduate?" I smiled, "Athens State University." North Korea looked me in shock. The fuck? Did this bitch really think that I had a low-grade education or some shit? North Korea furrowed his brows, "Student loans, scholarship, or full payment?" He asked. "Scholarship." I proudly declared. I could tell he had trouble believing me. And he could go bathe in shit for it.
Yeah yeah. I know, ASU is expensive. It's the most prestigious school in the country, yada-yada. But fuck that. What's with the discrimination? Is it because I don't look smart? I don't dress smart? Fuck that bruh. I'm prolly smarter than this motherfucker for real.
I went back in and chose a brown a jumpsuit, similar to the first one. North Korea looks at it and hummed. "Casual functions." I nodded and prepared for his next question. "What degree did you graduate with?" I smiled, "Doctorate in Marketing and a Master's degree in Cosmetology."
North Korea looked surprised again, but quickly brushed it off and hummed, "hm, impressive." He said. I rolled my eyes and went back in.
I tried on an grey jumpsuit and came out to show him, "casual functions." He said and I nodded. "Financial background?" He asked, I smiled humbly, "old money." I said, North Korea raised a brow in interest, he leans back on the couch and crosses his legs, his left leg on top of his right as he puts his hands on his knees. "Oh?"
I nodded, "yes. My paternal grandmother was a princess, she was the 8th in line to the throne, with no chance of becoming a queen. And my mother's father is a Marquess of a different kingdom." I explained. North Korea looked perplexed and asked me a question that made me want to tear his face off.
"Then...how are you so poor?" He asked. I tried hard not to break like fragile glass and pounce at this bitch for asking such question. Tsk! It's obvious that he just leeches off of his family's wealth and power just to be successful! "I decided to be independent the moment I graduated from Junior High. I didn't like leeching off of my heritage and decided I wanted to make my own money." I said in a straight face. For a second, he looked impressed.
~**~
"And lastly... 14 pairs of pyjamas." He said. He was about to grab a pair, when I suddenly stopped him. He looks at me and raised a brow, "what?"
"I... I think I'll prefer lingerie better." He reluctantly puts back the pyjama and nods, "sure. I think there's some over there..." I nodded and followed behind him as I pushed the big shopping cart, full of neatly folded clothes that North Korea folded himself.
Once we arrived in the lingerie section, I couldn't help but gasp in awe. Oh it looks so pretty! And breezy! I quickly went up to one of the racks and picked up one, holding up the hanger to show North Korea. I looked at him and saw how flustered he was. Ooooh~ maybe I should tease him a little bit, hehe~
"Should I try these on too?" I asked as innocently as I could. North Korea flinched at his face burned brighter. "Wh-what?! N-n-nO! J-just pick a couple and let's go!" He said and quickly left to go over to the cashier, who was just standing there waiting for us to finish our little shopping spree.
I giggled to myself and chose 14, some in different colours and styles. "Oh I'm gonna have so much fun teasing him." I chuckled sinisterly.
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[North Korea]
I put my car into 'park mode' as we drove into traffic. I looked at Phila who's taking a sip from her extra large mango shake, with whipped cream. I cleared my throat to get her attention, she looks at me, straw in mouth still. I sighed, "so, your etiquette classes will be in Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday morning. Your speech lessons are Monday, Wednesday, and Friday." I said.
Phila nodded, "okeh" she said and continues staring straight into traffic in boredom. I expect her to at least complain a bit...
"By the way..." She hummed, "will we be having a real wedding? Or will it just be a staged wedding?" She asked, I thought about it for a moment. "A real wedding. I think it would be a great publicity stunt." I said, and Phila nodded again. "A'ight then. What about sex? Where does that stand?"
I jolted and choked on air. "WHAT?!" Seriously- why is this woman so vulgar!!?
Phila raises a brow at me as if I was the weird one. "It's what normal people usually do after they have a wedding." I grunted and rolled my eyes. "I don't even like you, why would I want to have sex with you?" She shrugged. "Normal people do that too. Most of the guys I've had sex with, I never really liked in a romantic sense." She spoke casually.
"....how many guys have you had sex with?" I asked. "4. 3 of them were just summer flings because I was bored, while 1 was someone I truly loved." She said. I looked at her face and tried to see if there were any hints of sadness or regrets in her expression, but she just kept her eyes on the road, indifferent to what she had just confessed to me.
I looked back on the street and nodded. "Alright then. And one more thing, paparazzis and TV Hosts are going to want to interview you alone, but you're only allowed to accept them once we're officially married." I said and Phila nodded, "Roger that."
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We decided to have dinner in Phila's new condo, I won't lie, when she asked me to stop at a grocery store, I assumed she was going to cook at home, and I felt a little excited to taste her food once again.
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[Phila]
I yawned, stretching my back before lying on my bed, I pull my blankets up to cover me as I doze off to sleep.
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This went on for a total of two months. North Korea publicly proposed to me, and I accepted ( obviously )
We had managed to form a believable story, telling people how we met at a casino 5 years ago and kept in contact for years until he asked me to be with him 3 years ago. I checked the internet and saw that people had mixed reactions. Some were intrigued, some congratulated, while others accused me of being a gold-digger.
My etiquette classes and speech lessons also ended pretty quickly as I was pretty much able to pick everything up. I was able to fake it until I made it. I mean, I wasn't a theatre kid for no reason, duh!
North Korea decided that he would be in-charge of the wedding, whilst I could be in charge of my gown. He said I could wear whatever style I want as long as it's white. Obviously, I followed just that.
But before the preparations, North Korea said he wanted me to meet the rest of his remaining family. I took in a deep breath as I went inside North Korea's mansion with my arm wrapped around his. When he lead me to the dining room, my jaw nearly dropped.
HOLY SHIT, THAT'S HIS BROTHER? OH FUCK.
I mentally panicked. Oh shit oh shit, Oh shit!!
His brother, South Korea, looked at me and our eyes met. His expression was unreadable. But when he turned his gaze to his brother, he smiled. I looked at his wife and noticed that she was pregnant. She's pretty, I'll give her that.
North Korea pulled out a chair for me, which was on the left side of the master chair ( where he assumably sits ) whilst South sat on the right. Making us face each other. Oh fuck this is so fucking awkward... I mean, I know it's in their name, but I didn't know they were brothers!!!
"South, Gyeongju, and little Sejong... I'd like for you to meet my fiancé, Phila. And when we get married, she'll be officially part of the family." North Korea said as he held my hand and smiled. I smiled back. But deep down, I felt confused, sad, angry? I don't know why all these emotions are coming to me now considering I was the one who broke up with him 8 years ago.
Maybe it's just the sight of him being with another woman that made me have all these irrational feelings.
The little girl - Sejong, gasped. She was the first one to react which made me flinch a little. "Ooooohh!!! Mommy! Mommy! She looks like a princess!!!" She said, which made me feel slightly better. Her mother, Gyeongju, looks at me and smiles a little. "Yes she is, but one day you'll be as beautiful as a queen, my dear~" her smile widened as she kisses her daughter on her forehead.
I snuck a glance at South who had his brows furrowed and was mumbling.
"Where's the food?" He asked, bitterness in his tone. I looked at North Korea who seemed to be confused, but nonetheless ordered his maids to serve the meal.
This dinner is going to be a disaster...
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That.... That uh- went better than I thought? Albeit the awkward atmosphere and all...
North Korea took me home without a driver once again. We sat in silence in his car as he drove. When we drove into traffic, he stops the car and looks at me, "what was that?" He asked.
I raised a brow, "what was what?" North Korea sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose. "The dinner. The awful atmosphere. The tension between you and my brother!" I groaned, "look, I didn't know he was your brother, okay?! I didn't even know you were rich! I just-!"
"Get to the point, Phila!" He growled, starting to get impatient. "I dated him, okay?! I dated your brother!" I confessed. North Korea looked at me in shock, his eyes wide and his pupils shrinking. "You....what? When? How?" He asked. I sighed.
"I dated him. A few years ago when I was a senior in ASU. We met through a mutual friend. When College rolled around, I decided to break up with him in order to focus on my studies and cut all ties with him. Last thing I knew, he moved out of the country."
North Korea sighed. He looked defeated, he gripped the wheel and leaned his head down. "Why didn't you tell me this before...?" I shrugged, "you didn't ask, so I didn't think it would be relevant."
When the traffic light hit green, North Korea started to drive. Once again we were engulfed in silence. It felt like the road was empty and it was just us, despite the stark contrast of what's actually going on in the real world, outside of North Korea's car. A bustling street with cars and other vehicles honking here and there.
Soon, we arrived. North Korea dropped me off, and I went over to the other side of the car, had North Korea open his window and gave him a peck on the kiss with a smile, he smelled a little familiar. He seemed surprised and was about to ask, while I just gave him a wink.
As we were driving into the complex, I noticed a paparazzi waiting outside.
After that, I left North Korea who drove back to his mansion, while I went to my own condominium. I sighed and just kicked my shoes off before going to the bathroom, tossing my used clothes into the laundry chute so the laundry maids could wash them. I started up a bath with warm water and poured a generous amount of bubble soap that I had made. All the cosmetic products that I have, from full sets of make-up to perfume and soaps, were all made by me.
I blew my expenses and what money I had from my job and winnings from the casino to buy my own materials and equipment. And since I'm the only one making them, I can't mass produce any of my products. But soon, when I get married to North Korea and he starts paying me to be his wife, I'll have all the time in the world to make my products and sell them. I could earn some money on the side. I've already sold some a while ago, before this whole fiasco, which is where my 55k came from. It was more than 55k, but 55k's all that's left of what I earned from the products that I sold.
While waiting for the tub to fill up, I walked over to my kitchen and grabbed a bottle of wine and a wine glass. Yes, I'm doing that one cliché scene from movies where the heartbroken white girl tries to move on from her ex with a bubble bath and a glass of Chardonnay. I walked back to my bathtub and turned off the faucet, putting the glass and wine aside so I could start lighting some therapeutic candles.
While trying to avoid inevitable death of slipping and hitting my head against the tub, I slowly and gently got in the bathtub. Once I was safely in, I sighed. Leaning my head back as I grab the glass and wine, pouring myself a full glass of wine.
"Fuck. I didn't know he was fucking married. And he's supposed to attend the wedding next month?! Oh fuck, just kill me now!" I groaned, gulping down the entire glass of wine. It wasn't enough so I put it aside and took the bottle, opening it up again and just straight up downing the whole thing.
"I don't even have a maid of honour... Or bridesmaids... Will North Korea allow me to invite my own friends and family to the wedding????" I asked myself. "Ah fuck. I should stop talking to myself. I probably sound crazy right now." I took another large sip from the bottle.
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[North Korea]
I took a bottle of hennessey and gulped it straight down.
I'm....stressed. So so very stressed. Who knew planning a wedding would be this hard?
And it'll be aired publicly as well. A grand wedding costing about 2 and a half million. All for the preparations, venue, invitations, and catering. But that doesn't even include the dress that Phila would want. She said that her gown would be made by Michelle Cinque. She said she'd already talked to the designer and had her measurements taken, so the only thing we're waiting for is the dress itself. Everything else had already been scheduled and planned for.
"Brother..."
I turned my head to face my brother who's approaching me. I hummed and waited for him to reach me.
South Korea, "Phila...your-"
"I know." I spoke, cutting him off.
"What?" He asked, "I know. I know the history between the two of you. She told me." South Korea sighed. "Gyeongju... Doesn't like her very much..." He said, I simply nodded. "I could understand that, but what I don't understand is why you're coming to me about it."
South Korea stood next to me, leaning his upper body on the railings of my balcony. I've always known that out of the two of us, South Korea was the better-looking sibling. He's charismatic and charming, which is good for our business, but very bad for his marriage as many women still try to be with him despite him being proudly married.
"Well, you see, Gyeongju doesn't want to attend the wedding, and is making me absent as well." South Korea announced. I raised a brow, looking at him. "As my brother and sister-in-law, I expected the both of you to be supportive of my future marriage to Phila."
South Korea noticeably winced at what I had just said.
"Yeah- well, you know.... I-I do support you! It's just that... Gyeongju doesn't... She said that she's not attending any events so long as Phila is in it." I furrowed my brows. "I am not getting rid of Phila for you or your wife's assurance. And Gyeongju has already been appointed as Phila's maid of honour, and Sejong has already been decided to be a flower girl. Their dresses are almost complete."
South Korea sighed, "alright, you win. I'll tell Gyeongju of your decision." I nodded, "also, tell her that if she ever tries to sabotage the wedding in any way, you and your family will be cut out of the family finances. I will not tolerate slander against my future wife."
South gave another noticeable grimace.
I understand that exes could be bitter, but it's already been 8 years? What could he be bitter about?
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A week before the wedding, we arrived at the venue. Phila opted for a garden-themed wedding, whilst I wanted a royal-themed wedding. We combined both of our ideas, and so far it's been looking great.
Today is the wedding rehearsal. I asked significant guests to wear something similar to their official attires on the day-of. Including myself and Phila.
Organ music has started to play, and as I walked down the aisle by myself, I couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness as I thought about my deceased mother. When I arrived at the altar, I watched as everyone else followed suit. I tried my best not to peek behind all these people walking down the aisle just to see Phila.
But as soon as I saw Sejong walking down the aisle and tossing white roses on the floor, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat as I knew what was about to come.
The giant doors of the chapel opened once again and there I saw a bride. A bride that actually looked like a bride. A bride whose dress was an elegant white ball gown.
Wait... Isn't it bad luck for a groom to see his wife in her wedding gown before the day of the actual marriage?!????
Phila also walked alone on the aisle, and I noticed how wrong it felt to not invite her family. But it's already done. There's only one week left until the wedding, the plan could no longer be changed.
Phila kept her eyes on me the entire time she walked down the aisle, and I felt as though all the archangels were singing for me, and the gates of heaven opening as she stood on the altar next to me with a smile. I lost my breath for a second.
"Do you like the dress?" She asked in a whisper as we stood side by side whilst the priest said what he needed to say. "Yes....but why did you wear it today?" She chuckled. "Don't worry, it's not my actual wedding gown. I just rented it from Goldfield." She whispered, and I nodded. "I see..." Phila nodded as well, "Michelle said that the dress would be done on the exact day of the wedding. It's almost finished, and the other tiny details would be hand-sewn by her." She whispered and I nodded.
I did a bit of research on Michelle Cinque, and China told me that she is one of the most prominent designers in the world. So I could only expect great things from this designer. I would also expect it to be very expensive.
We listened to the priest whilst he talked and rehearsed what we were going to do as he does his job.
"I may now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Phila turned to look at me and grinned. I gulped and leaned forward while she hooks her arms around me and we kiss. It was short, but it felt good. Just like all the other times we kissed for publicity.
As we pulled away, Phila whispered with a mischievous grin, "should we rehearse our honeymoon as well~?" I immediately turned red and took a step back. "Ph-PHILA!"
She giggled while I caught the priest glaring at us.
Oh god...
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[Phila]
"Are you ready?" Asked one of my friends. I was only allowed to invite two of my friends to the wedding as North Korea only chose the ones he deemed "acceptable".
"Y-yeah... I am..." I said and took a deep breath. My other friend smiled and fixed my hair a bit while the other adjusted my veil.
We were allowed to use one of the rooms in the chapel to prepare in so it's much easier and the dress doesn't wrinkle in the car.
"Hurry up. Everyone's starting to walk down the aisle." Gyeongju spoke sternly and had an annoyed expression on her face. I can tell that she doesn't like me. Sheesh.
We went down and used the back door to go outside. My bridesmaids went in front of me while I walked behind them. I've talked a lot of shit before and managed to stand by them without shaking like a drenched puppy in the rain, but this time, I felt frozen.
I never expected to get married like this...
I mean- it's my dream wedding! This is what I had always wanted...but...
My family isn't here. And neither are my friends... The chapel is filled with people from North Korea's side. And I don't even know any of them.
I expected my father to be the one to walk me down the aisle, but he's not here...
"Hey. Come on." Gyeongju spoke with such a harsh tone. I sighed and held my bouquet tighter as Gyeongju started walking forward, and I followed behind her after a few steps.
I wanted my kuya Greg to be my man of honour, and I wanted to hear my mother's cheers and weeps as I walked down the aisle...
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[North Korea]
As Gyeongju was in sight, my eyes couldn't help but peek behind her. A bride in ivory and lace. Sparkling like a thousand stars in the night sky.
My breath has once again been stolen.
"Beautiful..." I mumbled to myself as I kept my eyes on the bride that is now alone on the aisle, walking slowly and gracefully. But I couldn't help but notice how lonely she was while walking. I expected for this to happen. Brides always have their fathers walk them down the aisle, if not their father then their brother, or uncle.
As she reached the altar, she smiled.
"We are gathered here today..." The priest started to speak, but I was too enthralled to even hear what he has to say. I already know what he's going to say, so let me just drown him out and treasure this sight next to me.
"This is going to leave a dent in your pocket, huh." Phila whispered with a grin, I chuckled. "Not really. It's but a spec in my wallet." I whispered back, and she giggled.
~**~
"I may now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
I gently take off Phila's veil and wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her in, making her let out a squeak.
Phila, "Oh! Calm down, geez!" I chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her, and she kissed me back...
~**~
"Are we...really gonna do the garter game?" Phila whispered next to me as the entertainer for our reception announced that the garter game would commence soon.
"I suppose so..." I whispered back to her. I could actually see Phila sweating. Huh, that's new. She's more nervous than I am. "Why?" I asked.
"The garter game...is a symbolism of the groom taking away the bride's virginity. I'm no longer a virgin, so there's no "garter" to pull out????" I looked at her, and she looked really confused and nervous.
"That doesn't really matter in this day of age. Shouldn't I be the nervous one here? I have zero experience in this." I said, referring to sex.
"And now! It's time, for the garter game~" the entertainer announced with a smirk. Everyone all had teasing grins on their faces as well.
"Welp, here we go..." I said and held Phila's hand...
~**~
I opened the door before picking Phila up and carrying her through the door, closing and locking said door before gently laying her down on the mattress.
I plant a soft kiss on her forehead before our eyes locked. "Are we...really going to do this?" She asked. "That depends. Do you want to do this?" I stare at her, waiting for an answer. Phila looked around the room, I looked around as well, confused as to what she was looking for until it suddenly hits me. "There won't be any cameras in here." I said.
From our ceremony to our reception, there were cameras all around. The ceremony was filmed and shot by a crew that I had hired, while the reception was just taken from someone's phone, to be more discreet and put less pressure on everyone else so they could all just let loose.
Phila took a deep breath, "alright... that's good. Yeah, let's do it..."
I could feel my heart pounce rapidly. I'm nervous and excited. I know it's a bit shameful and ridiculous that I hadn't lost my virginity when I was younger, but that was only because I was too busy and too focused on my work and my studies.
While I was panicking, I felt soft lips on mine which immediately pulled me out of my trance. I looked at Phila who was looking back at me. "Don't worry... I'll take the lead." There was no sign of arrogance or mocking in her tone as I silently agreed with a gentle nod.
Phila wrapped her arms around me as she brought me into a deep kiss which lasted longer than any of our other kisses.
I flinched slightly as I felt her gently tug on my bottom lip with her teeth. I gasped which allowed her tongue to enter my mouth. I groaned as our tongues began to dance with one another.
We pulled away for air, and the way our salivas connected was erotic to me.
"North?"
"Yes?"
"Take off your clothes."
~**~
I yawned as I got up from the soft embrace of the mattress. I rubbed my eyes and opened them. My eyes widened as I saw Phila lying next to me and suddenly everything that had happened last night has come crashing to me.
I felt my cheeks burn.
I stared at Phila for awhile before gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. I smiled and kissed her on the forehead before grabbing the landline next to me on the bedstand to order room service.
I get out of bed and wear my robe before going to the bathroom.
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[Phila]
I yawned and stretched my back, rolling around the bed for a bit before rubbing my eyes and then opening it.
I noticed that the ceiling is different from the one in my condo. I immediately get up and looked around the room, and there I noticed scattered clothes all over the floor. And one that caught my eyes was the wedding gown.
"Oh fuck.... I'm married." My eyes widened as the realization dawned on me. I'm married. I'm fucking married! "Shit this is actually happening." I laughed, but not in joy as tears threatened to spill.
I don't know what it is about being married that's gotten me so sad. Maybe it's because of the way it happened, of the reason why it happened. I've always wanted to marry for love like my parents did, but...
I sigh.
'Knock! Knock!'
"Room service!"
I sighed and grabbed a robe, wearing it and tying the belt around me before walking over to the door to open it. Fuck, my groin hurts. I'm limping.
Welp. At least I married a rich man with a big dick. Plus points I guess. I think he was bigger than South, actually. Bet.
I opened the door and let them in. They took our discarded clothes and cleaned up a bit. Now I'm wondering if I got pregnant or if he wore a condom.
They took the trash out as well and replaced it with a new bag. After they cleaned up, a housekeeper brought in our breakfast for today. North said that we'll be staying here for a week. After they all left, I turned to the bathroom door after I heard it open.
North Korea smiled as soon as he saw me.
"Did ya' wear a condom?" I asked, and he seemed taken aback by the question. "Uhm- yes, I did. And please, what did I say about the accent?" I sighed and rolled my eyes, "fine. Whatever." I said and went to the bathroom after he was done with it and took a piss.
Another bit of advice: always take a piss after intercourse. For health reasons and make sure to wash your parts thoroughly as well.
I took a bath as soon as I was done in the toilet and made sure that I was squeaky clean. Last night was pretty basic, but I bet it was heaven for North Korea. That old geezer was a virgin through and through.
After I was done, I dried myself with a towel and used it to wrap my body before getting out of the bathroom. I saw North Korea eating the breakfast that was served to us and I went over to join him.
"So, you've seen me naked now, right?" I asked, and he choked on his food, "ye-yes? Why?" I nodded, "that means we have no reason to be shy around each other anymore." He nodded, "yes, I su-" before he could finish, I immediately took off the towel and threw it aside, making North Korea's jaw remain open as he stares at me.
I raised a brow, "what?" I saw his face immediately turn red and looked away. "N-nothing...!"
I know that he's still flustered, but I don't care. This man's gotta learn to live my way of comfort. And plus... Now that we're married... I can start being a real pain in his ass and begin breaking all- well, most! Of his rules! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA- ay char-
~**~
Only three days into this honeymoon, and he's already back to work. Ugh.
He still gets pretty flustered whenever I take off my robe or towel and start walking around the room fully bare.
"Hey!" I called, North Korea didn't turn to me as he's on a conference call with the B.O.D's ( they attended our wedding )
"Not now." He said, I raised a brow and walked over to him, saw that it was just a call and not a facetime. "C-can you put some clothes on???" He asked, and I shook my head. "No. Do you want to go to the beach with me after your call?" I asked, and he shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I can't." I shrugged, "alright." I said before grabbing my sunscreen and start putting it all over my body before grabbing a sun hat and sunglasses and then wearing my robe.
"Wait- you're going to the beach in THAT?!" He asked, and I raised a brow. "Yeah? You rented the island for us, right? So we're the only people in here besides the staff, right?" North didn't say anything anymore and just sighed.
I grinned, leaving the room and running out of the building to get to the beach quicker.
I sighed and laid on one of the beach chairs before untying my robe.
I'm going to make his pockets hurt.
I first started by ordering a full body massage, which the masseuse was happy to give. He had me lay on the massage bed that they brought out for me.
North Korea's work habit could become a product of neglect. And neglect could be a good reason to "cheat". I'm not going to do that just yet though. I still need his money.
~**~
"Phila" he called, I looked at him before swimming over to him. Our room has an outdoor swimming pool and he agreed to come out to the swimming pool with me. But per his request, I had to wear the swimsuit he bought for me instead of allowing me to skinny dip. It's a one-piece swimsuit, it's not bad though, it's exactly my style.
I swam over to him and arrived between his legs. He was just sitting on the edge, with only legs in the water as he refused to get wet. "Yeah? What is it?" I asked. North Korea looked away, slightly blushing. "S-so, uhm, how about a pet name for each other?" He asked. "We've been called for an interview as newlyweds next week..."
I hummed for a bit, giving it some thought. "How about I call you giliw?" North Korea raises a brow, "what does it mean?" I smile, "Love. I know it's pretty basic, but it should be good enough, right?" I asked, and he nodded. "Yes. Well then, how about I call you yeobo which means honey or darling?" I smiled, "good enough!" He nodded.
"Hey, when are you going back to work?" I asked, "in a bit, why?" I smirked, "can I suck you off?" He flinched, "w-what?!"
"ReelaaaXxxxx~ I'll make it quick, I promise!" I grinned, "but-but we're outside!" North Korea protested, "so? We can still have our clothes on, come on~ please~?"
North Korea gulps, "s-sure..." I licked my lips.
Zziiiiiiiipppppp
"Just sit back, relax, and enjoy~"
"Haaaa~...fuck!"
~**~
A week has passed, and unfortunately we have to go home now. While we were on the honeymoon, North Korea had my belongings moved to his mansion, and I asked if I could have one room in his mansion emptied up for me as I'll be turning it into my little work room.
"I hadn't shown you around yet, right?" He asked, and I shook my head, "no, will you be my tour guide?" I smiled, he smiled. "Of course, yeobo" I giggle as North Korea began showing me around while the maids took our things...
....North Korea, "and of course, our bedroom~ I had it renovated so they could make another walk-in closet for you and all your clothes~"
I smiled wider and kissed his cheek, "oh, you really do think of everything, don't you?" He grins, "oh anything for you, my yeobo. My wife deserves every best thing in the world!" I chuckle, "oh you~" I smiled as North Korea plants a kiss on my forehead. North Korea had told me that his servants are the number 1 source of the paparazzis and the news, which means even inside the mansion we have to play pretend.
I gasped as an idea suddenly dawns on me, "oh! You think the chefs would allow me to cook for you??" I asked, North seemed to genuinely like the idea of me cooking for him again ( I'd know since whenever he used to come over to my condominium, he'd ask if we could just eat there instead )
"I'm sure they wouldn't mind. After all~ what's mine is yours now, my yeobo~ you're the new mistress of the mansion!" I smiled and hugged him, "oh thank you! I'll get to it right now!" I said and ran out of the room.
...I called North down to eat. He came down pretty fast. "That smells amazing" I giggled, "of course! I told you, didn't I? Anything I make is bound to be amazing~" he chuckled, "no doubt." He smiles and kisses my cheek. "Come, let's eat." He said, but I shook my head.
"Sorry giliw, but I still have to prepare the dessert upstairs~" I smiled and winked at him, "so you better eat quick~" I said before walking off.
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[North Korea]
I gulped and started eating. Oh goodness gracious! Is she serious? Hasn't she had enough? I mean - I'm not complaining...
This could be another publicity stunt for the servants who all seemed to have their guards up the moment we came back...
I ate as fast as I could without choking. Her cooking is so good it makes me want to have another serve of it, but I can't risk missing the dessert....
God, have I become a pervert? Shit.
~**~
I pant as I laid still on my back. I look over next to me to see Phila huddled over the blankets, I'm glad that she doesn't hog the blankets like what the media says about wives stealing blankets from their husbands as they sleep....
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[Phila]
I wore a black dress to the interview. It was a talk show and apparently they had been following our "relationship" ever since we came out publicly.
"Hello! Mr. & Mrs!~ I assume you both enjoyed your honeymoon judging by the smiles on your faces?" The interviewer teased, and I couldn't help but giggle. "Oh we did~" I replied, North chuckles and nodded in agreement.
"Oh really? What did you guys do?"
I turned to North, he smiled. "Well, we'll leave that up to your imagination." The host gasped and so did the live audience while others screeched in excitement for whatever thought came to their mind. I couldn't help but laugh a little.
"So tell me, how did you two meet anyway?"
I perked up and turned to North who nodded. "Weeelll~~ we met at a casino 5 years ago, and when I first saw him, I didn't really know who he was, but I was just DRAWN to his mysterious vibe! I knew he wasn't the type to strike up conversations first, so I sat in his table and played a few rounds with him, striking up conversations here and there. The next week, we met again! And this time, I asked him out for coffee, and I guess...ever since then we've kept in touch! Mostly just through text and chats though since he was pretty busy, and I was just trying to survive in the big city." I shrugged and then chuckled.
"Where were you working 5 years ago?"
"Oh! I just kinda worked at this restaurant, first as a dishwasher and then as a cook after I applied for the position. I sidelined as a model as well which gets me through the bills every month while also having a little bit of money left for investments and stuff." I said, leaving my cosmetics aside as I still want to keep it completely anonymous from everyone.
"Alright, where do you see your relationship going in 5 years?"
I turned to North Korea, who looked back at me. "Well... I imagine that we'd still be happily married by then..." He said with a sweet smile which I returned. "Maybe a little North Korea Jr. or Phila Jr. Running around the house as well~" I grinned which North blushed at and he grins as well. "Well, why not both?"
I gasped softly and felt my cheeks burn up a bit. I could feel the crowd watching us intently and reacting to nearly everything we say. I... Really didn't anticipate how big of a deal this was...
"Hahaha! I see that the two of you have a lot of faith in each other! You don't see that everyday." The host grinned.
I somehow felt ticked off by that. He, along with everyone in this studio, thinks that I'm a gold-digger. It's not gold digging if he was the one who went out of his way to offer me gold without me even asking for it.
"So, Phila, we barely know anything about you. Care to tell us a bit about yourself?"
I chuckle, "oh! I thought I had already said enough" I smile.
"Not quite.... So what everyone here wants to know is where are your parents? - I mean, everyone pretty much saw your wedding ceremony, but we saw that you walked down the aisle alone. What's up with that?"
I hum, "well that's because my family is on the other side of the world. And they weren't really supportive of the marriage. My family has always wanted me to marry someone from within our country" I lied. I already told my parents about the situation and what I'd be telling the media about them, and luckily they have my back.
I love my family so much.
They deserve the world. And so much more.
"I see, that must've been tough for you then." I sigh and nodded, "yes... It was. We were a tight-knit family." I said.
"But then, why'd you marry North Korea?"
I smiled, as sincerely as I could. "The heart wants what it wants. The moment I saw him in the casino... I immediately knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him."
The host seemed to have been taken aback, he clears his throat and turns to North to ask him. "And sir North Korea, what made you so drawn to miss- I mean, MISSUS, Phila?"
North smiles at me, before at the interviewer. "Her energy. It was a stark contrast from mine. She's bright, adventurous, and a little too risky sometimes. Meanwhile my brother would say that I'm like a dark stormy night-" "stormy nights are nice though?" I butted in.
North Korea looked at me in confusion, "what?" He asked, "yeah. Stormy nights are nice. I find comfort in them because then I could snuggle up in a warm blanket and have some warm chocolate while watching a movie with the lights off!"
North seemed to have been taken aback, but smiled and chuckled, leaning forward to kiss my head, to which I smiled at.
"This is what I meant. She's just a bright little beacon. And with her, I get to do things I never would've thought I could do. She brought me out of my comfort zone and allowed me to have fun - something that I hadn't done for myself in a long time...." North Korea said which might've just shocked everyone even more.
This is such bullshit... Everything that we've been saying are nothing but precalculated lies. Scripted and improvised.
"If that's how you feel about each other, why did it take you two so long to make your relationship public?"
North Korea raised a brow, "I don't know if you've heard about the incident in Phila's old apartment from months ago, but, that was one of the main reasons why I didn't want to make it public. For her own safety. And Phila also expressed that she wanted to live a normal life back when she still wasn't confident with the strength of our relationship." North said with a serious tone which just made the host nod.
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Driving out, I sighed and leaned my head back in the chair. "You think they bought it?" I asked, and North nodded.
"Hey....we're not really having any kids, right?" I asked. North Korea looked at me, and then looked away. It confused me. What, does this bastard want me to bear his children for him too?!
"You have good genes...." He mumbled, but I heard it enough and it made my jaw drop. "I-!" "I can pay you extra..." He mumbled, and I shook my head. "No! That's too much for me! Go find someone else to bear your children for you!" I exclaimed, and North Korea sighed.
"We're only in our second week of marriage...plenty of time to change your mind. After all, what's a uterus if you don't use it?" I scowl, "pain-free." I retort.
"You don't have to raise it..."
"I don't care! I'm not having children!"
North Korea sighs, while I huff and turn away.
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A month has passed and I was called in for an interview WITHOUT North Korea ( which is a first ). I asked him ( North ) if I should go, and he said; "as long as you know what to say."
Of course I know what to say! I write the script and I wrote our backstory!
[A/N]: Professional li- I mean actress :>]
"Thank you for agreeing to come today, miss Phila. The media has been freaking out about your marriage with North Korea! A lot of speculations and theories have been made about the two of you ever since your wedding!" She said enthusiastically.
I chuckle, "well then, let me entertain those theories." I smile.
The host giggled. "Alright then! Let's get started!"
I nodded and leaned back on the couch as I listened to the host while she, assumably, was scrolling through the internet to find said theories.
"Okay! First one is.... Someone asked what your intentions are with North Korea - I think you know where this question is coming from?" The host asked with a worry smile.
I chuckle, "yes, yes I do know. It's quite understandable. I mean, a mere chef that occasionally gambles with a multi-billionaire. Who would've thought, right? It sounds like something that came right out of a fanfiction!"
The host laughed, and some of the audience snickered while others grinned.
"But to answer your question... Now that he and I are married.... I've found myself a new purpose, a new mission!"
Host, "and that is..?"
I smirked, "to pull him further away from his comfort zone. Pull him out of his usual, boring old routine. I want him to slow down and relax."
The host nodded, "that doesn't seem to be so bad" I laughed, "oh trust me darling. It will be for him. I'll be a little extra and annoying to him." She giggled.
"I mean- seriously! He's such a...workaholic. It's tragic! Hey- did you know? On our honeymoon, after our first night as husband and wife, he immediately went back to work the next morning? Like, the moment I wake up! I see him by the veranda, typing away and hosting meetings! On his VACATION." I started to complain which the host didn't seem to expect.
"Oh my! But you two are always so sweet on camera?" She asked, "we are sweet in and out of the camera. The only difference is, even without the camera crew, I can never seem to keep my hands off him, if you know what I mean~"
The host softly gasps and covers the half of her face with a piece of paper, hiding her flushed cheeks.
"I mean! How can I not?? He is so cuddly! He's my big cuddlebug! Sometimes when he doesn't want to go to bed, I stay with him in his office and even fall asleep there sometimes..." I looked away, now the one hiding my smile and flushed cheeks with my hand.
"O-oh!" The host replied, clearing her throat. Hehe, she and the audience must've been thinking some pretty naughty thoughts~ which couldn't really be far from the truth.
"Well, uhm, that's very sweet... The next question is uhm, how much does North Korea spend on you? A lot of people have theorized it to be hundreds of thousands per month."
My eyes widened, surprised by the conclusion that they have come up. "Hundreds of thousands?!!?" I asked, shocked. The host didn't seem to expect my sudden outburst of confusion. "I-I've never even asked him for a cent! He was always the one spending without me asking...." I sigh, "look, I didn't ask him to get me the condo, heck I didn't even tell him about the incident with the paparazzis in my old apartment! I guess, other than the condo, he also paid for my wedding gown... But other than that, that's all he spent on me! Groceries and other necessities were all paid by me." I said, and the host nodded.
I sigh, "s-sorry I went off like that, it just hurts to think that people assumed that I have North Korea pay everything for me. I have my own hard-earned money too! Sure it's not as much as North Korea's, but still!" I pouted, and the host nodded again, "would you like to proceed to the next question?"
I nodded solemnly. "Okay, this is from your sister-in-law..." I looked at the host in confusion, "huh?" I asked, confused. What could she have possibly theorized about me?
"She said that you only married North Korea, her husband's brother, to spite South Korea, her husband. Is it true?" The host asked, I was baffled.
That jealous bitch!
What, does South Korea still talk about me in front of her?! Why the FUCK does she have to meddle in this?! URGH! I've watched enough dramas to know that she'll be the thorn in our plans! And ultimately, MY GOALS. Fucking insecure piece of shit.
While containing my inner thoughts and pushing them to the far backside of my brain, I shook my head. "No, it isn't." I said. "Then why would she, Gyeongju, say something like that about you?"
I sighed, "back when I was still in my senior years of highschool, South Korea and I were batchmates. We dated until Highschool graduation. I broke up him when I went to college." I spoke honestly, I glanced at the crowd, and noticed that all eyes were all on me, staring at me with such interest.
"Wait, so you and THE South Korea dated?!?" The host asked, and I nodded carelessly. "Yea- yes. We did." The host still couldn't believe what I was saying. "And you broke up with him?!?!???" I nodded.
Ahhh, she must be one of his fans...
"Yes. Not because he was a bad boyfriend or anything. He was a good lover, but I needed to focus on my studies so I had to break up with him."
The host looked at me as if she was still processing things, but eventually, she nodded and decided to proceed to the next part of the interview....
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I yawned and kicked my shoes off of my feet before flopping down on the bed. North Korea isn't home yet... And I'm not in the mood to eat ( for once ).
I sit up from my- OUR bed and lazily started to take off my dress.
"Hey Phila is my brother- WHOAH- OKAY- SO-SORRY!"
I looked up at the door and flinched when it immediately shut tight. "S-SORRY ABOUT THAT!" He yelled through the door, I raised a brow as I slipped off of the dress.
"Sorry about what?!" I asked, yelling back so he'd hear me.
"A-about walking in on you!" He replied.
Walking in on me?
Oh- does he mean me changing?
"You've seen it before, why so nervous now!?" I asked.
"A-ah! I-I gotta go!! I'll just- w-wait for my brother in the dining room!!" He said before I heard footsteps hurriedly running past our bedroom door.
I shrugged and threw my dress to the laundry chute before unclipping my bra, and I let out the happiest moan a woman could make.
Finally, free!
Ugh, I swear, if the world wasn't so unfair then I, along with all the women in the world, wouldn't have to wear such nasty cages.
I sigh as I feel the cool breeze on my skin, shit, that bra was barely breathable! Fuck, it's sweating and itching so much!!
I groan as I massaged my twin Berthas ( yes I call my tits that, stfu), making sure I don't have cancer or a possible tumor.
Damn, that underwire really hurt like a bitch. It literally dug on my skin, there are red marks underneath by breasts.
After massaging them, I lay back on our giant king-sized bed and placed the blankets over me as I doze off into a nap...
....got woken up mentally by someone who's seemingly playing with my hair.
I don't know who it is, but I want to continue pretending to be asleep just so I could see what happens next.
This person continued stroking my hair, but soon turned into a scalp massage, and I wanted to groan in delight. Soon, the massage stopped and they started softly stroking my cheek with their thumb. "Such a heavy sleeper..." He chuckled, before I felt soft lips on mine and I feel the bed rising up again as the person assumably leaves the bed and I could hear their footsteps walking out of the room and gently closing the door behind them.
Okay, that, was most certainly not North Korea.
I know his lips. They're as wrinkly and chapped as raisins.
Fucking hell.
No wonder Gyeongju is so jealous.
This motherfucker hasn't moved on!
Prolly a cheater too.
I waited a couple more minutes before yawning and stretching my body, and then let out that hellish screech that everyone does when they're stretching in their bed the moment they wake up.
I rub my eyes open before rolling over to my side of the bed to grab my phone and open it as I start checking for messages, v-mails, and notifications.
«3 Unread Messages from Giliw ko»
Giliw ko:
«"Well done, Phila."»
«"Your interview was positively received"»
«"Prepare yourself, I'll be taking you out for dinner"»
I groan and lazily slid off our bed like a snake and groggily made my way to the bathroom to freshen up.
~**~
I decided to wear a jumpsuit for tonight, as I was walking down the stairs, I saw South Korea on the phone with someone while holding a brown folder.
I decided not to pay him any attention and just walked past him. Just as North Korea instructed, I went to the front door and saw him be the one driving us.
So this really is a date.
I got in the front seat and closed the door behind me, "where are we going?" I asked, and North Korea shrugged, "you'll see." I raised a brow, but didn't question him much as I leaned back and relaxed on the car seat.
Soon, we pulled up in his office building. Tf? Is this bastard really going to take me to his office???
We got into the elevator and North pushed the button to the highest floor. Minutes later, we arrived and North Korea lead me to the staircase which I assume leads to the rooftop. And there, I see a chopper.
I gasp, "wait, where's the pilot?" I asked, North Korea looks at me and grins, "you're holding his hand right now." He said before kissing the back of my palm and leading me to the helicopter. He opens the door for me, and I step in, wearing the headset while North Korea gets inside as well and starts up the chopper and soon we started hovering over the building and we are now thousands of feet up into the air.
I leaned over to the window beside me and gasped. "Holy shit!! We're so high up!!!" I exclaimed, North Korea chuckled...
...A few minutes... An hour? Two hours? I don't really remember how long we've been high up in the air, but I felt someone try to shake me awake. I feel asleep as we were flying when all the adrenaline ran out. Suddenly, the door slides open and I jerk awake, thinking I was going to fall and die. But luckily that wasn't the case as strong arms wrapped around me. I looked up and saw North Korea, eyes glinting at me and the corner of his lips lifting into a grin. I can see some of his wrinkles, somehow it makes him look attractive- ah! Phila! Get yourself together damnit!
"Can you put me down now?" I asked, voice still groggy as I rubbed my eyes and yawned. North laughed and gently sets me down as he holds my hand and starts leading me somewhere. "Where are we?" I asked while looking around. We seem to still be in a high location, but I can't really tell where. The sky is dark with no stars. It's going to rain. But I know that we're in some sort of city as I can see bright lights illuminating on the edge of the platform.
"You'll see." He smirked. I raised a brow at this before he leads me to a staircase that's leading us down... After we reached, not the bottom, but just the floor below us earlier from the rooftop, North led me to the edge of the tower, and we stopped behind the railing that's meant to keep us from falling.
"So? What do you think?" He asked, his voice filled with anticipation. I could only gasp softly. "Are we in...Tour Megalie?" Asked with the right accent belonging to the country that we're in right now. North chuckles and kisses the back of my hand once more. "Yeah...we are.." he hums.
We stayed quiet and just took in the view. It was so beautiful... The extravagant architecture that's being illuminated by the gentle yellow lights on the streets, perfectly complimenting the greens and pinks of the garden below us.
North Korea takes my hand once more and whispered softly into my ear, "come, let's have dinner" his voice left a warm, tingling sensation on my ear as I resist the urge to shiver when he leads me to the other side where I see a table beautifully set up. "Our food will be here any minute..." He smiles, and I smile back....
....North Korea and I wined and dined, this all felt too much that I couldn't help but ask "this seems to be a bit too much for a small victory in the media, don't you think?" North Korea chuckled, "a small victory is the future of bigger victories. Even seemingly small accomplishments should be celebrated as this is a milestone for many more to come."
I was baffled when he suddenly relayed wisdom on me. North Korea grins and refills our wine glasses before raising his up, "for a glorious future." I grin and raise my glass up with his and clink them together, "for a glorious future...!" I repeated.
A glorious future indeed....
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[North Korea]
As we finished our food, the gentle taps of rain started until eventually it became stronger, with the wind working along side it. Now we can't fly home.
I look at Phila and saw the slight concern in her eyes, I take her soft hand in mine.... I can't stop myself from holding her.... Touching her...
Phila looks at me with curiosity, I smiled, "don't worry. I already knew this was going to happen..." She perks up, "there's one hotel room for each floor in this tower... We're currently on the 9th floor and our room is on the floor below us." I grinned, and Phila nodded as I genly lead her to the elevator and we got in.
The 9th floor is a restaurant, but I had it closed so Phila and I could eat privately.
Truth be told, I only used this occasion as an excuse to hang out with Phila and take her out on another date. A date simply for leisure.... As tomorrow is the only free day I have this year.
When we arrived on the 8th floor, I used the key card that was given to me to access our room. "I pre-planned this so we have extra clothes in here already." I said and she nodded and started stripping. "Cool, wanna join me in the shower?" She asked. I blushed and stammered as if I wasn't already used to this ( I'm not ) until eventually I agreed.
We both stripped off of our clothes and headed to the bathroom. "Hmm... Shower or bathtub?" She asked, "I'm kind of in the mood for a bath..." I mumbled and she nodded. "Same, but I want bubbles in it."
"I think they have some bubble soap here" I said and looked around until eventually I found a bottle. Phila had already started filling up the tub so all I had to do was pour in some of the soap and let it do its thing as the tub is close to filling up....
....I shiver as the lukewarm water touches my skin... Phila smiled and gets inside the bathtub that's big enough for four people. The Quaenians sure are something...
Instead of sitting in literally any of the available spaces in the tub, Phila sits in front me with her back turned. She turns her head to look at me and smiles teasingly, with her eyes squinting and her tongue poking out to tease me. I laughed and took a handful of the bubbles and threw at her and she ended up splashing me with the water. And then it was her turn to laugh, I laughed along with her as well....
....I sighed as I gently rub my hands up and down her back with the soapy water. It would've been easier if we had a scrub or a loofah, but we don't. Aside from the bathroom that's flooded with water and bubbles, everything else seemed peaceful at the moment. I was helping Phila rub the places she couldn't reach, but I let my hands roam to her front, and she didn't seem to mind. "Is this okay?" I asked, just to make sure, looking at her face to see that she looked rather tranquil with her eyes closed.
Phila hummed and nodded, I nodded back despite her probably not seeing it. I gently lift Phila up from he waist ( it's easier to do in water ) and have her sit on my lap instead and Phila leans back, laying her back on my front while resting her neck on my shoulder, looking as peaceful as she looked a few seconds ago. I lean forward and bury my head on the crook of her neck while continuing to roam my hands all over her. I don't intent it in an erotic way, just something for me to feel a bit closer to her.
I feel myself growing more and more attached to her, sometimes I just want to be a part of her physically. Our bodies morphing together. Wanting to be closer than what sex could ever offer. The sudden urge to be a part of her like a male Angler fish to its mate.
I'm sure Phila understands that I don't mean to do this in a sexual way, as regarding my lack of erection at this moment.
"Mmmh....having fun there?" She asked, I looked at her and saw that her eyes were only half-lidded, still as tranquil as ever as her left hand reached over to my head and she runs her hand on my hair as she starts to gently massage my scalp.
I huff, not in frustration, but delight. "Yes..." I answered honestly. Phila gives a lazy grin. I expected a snarky remark from her, but none came and we simply laid in the bathtub, holding each other. With her running her fingers through my scalp, and me running my hands on every inch of her upper-body....
....soon, we had to leave the bathtub as we both admitted that, no matter how much we want to, we'd have to go to bed at some point. But before that, I had to make sure that the floor is dry before picking up Phila from the bathtub, carrying her the same way I carried her on our wedding night. I grabbed a towel for her to dry with and then laid a kiss on her forehead.
After drying off, I wore my robe, and Phila simply decided to just wear the towel that I gave her. It didn't phase me anymore, so we simply got to bed. But before that, I turned off the lights except for our lamps, I smiled as I saw Phila cuddled up in the blanket as I lay yet another kiss on her head before snuggling up next to her, holding her hand as we slept....
[A/N: I really wish you all could see the beautiful image in my head right now. Like- the way I imagined their sleeping position to be is just- *sobs in romanticism*
I imagine that the way they're laying make it so they form a heart shape- kaxjsjjaa]
....the next day, I was the first to wake up ( as usual ) but as it's my day off, I no longer have to rush to go to work and actually take my time doing something much more important.
Like admiring how pretty Phila is as she sleeps.
Although I can't see her pretty face as she has her back turned to me. I could also tell that the towel isn't on her anymore, and is assumably somewhere on the bed, or on the floor.
Regardless, I gently pull Phila closer to me and wrap my arms around her waist, spooning her.
God, I think I'm in love....
~**~
Today, Phila and I decided to be lazy. We simply ordered room service for breakfast and had breakfast in bed. After that, Phila and I decided that we wanted to shower together. Only a shower this time.
I sigh softly as I let Phila massage my hair with shampoo, scrubbing as good as she can that it feels like another scalp massage...
...we decided that we wanted to eat in a simple café for lunch. I only packed one pair of clothes for us, but that's fine. After our lunch at the café, we went on a walk in the garden that's near the tower that we were staying in. We walked around, bought simple street food for snacks before going back to our room. As per usual, Phila took off her clothing and walked around the room completely bare. I took off most of my clothes too, only remaining in my underwear before wearing the robe I wore last night.
Phila and I decided to sleep the entire afternoon. Both of us just huddled inside a blanket while cuddling and holding each other as if the blanket's warmth wasn't enough.
I woke up at 6:30 in the evening and had to wake up Phila. We wore our clothes from earlier and went to the 9th floor's restaurant and ate our dinner there. This time with other guests, which wasn't that much honestly. There were only about 14 guests here tonight.
After eating and packing up whatever we left behind in that hotel room, I immediately took us home. Officially putting an end for today.
"That was...nice. Thank you." Phila smiled softly as she leaned back on her seat, staring outside of the window. "You're welcome, I'm glad you enjoyed it." I don't know if it was just my peripherals, but I could've sworn I saw her smile grow slightly bigger...
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[Phila]
I.... specially enjoyed the lack of sex from today and yesterday.
I swear, when I saw the hotel room, I thought we were going to go at it immediately. I asked him if he wanted to join me for a shower, suggesting shower sex, but that's not what happened.
And it was actually kind of...nice...
Very nice actually.... I've never felt intimacy as real as that....
Oh god, it's making my heart beat in unnecessary ways... Oh no...
North and I went "home", we saw Gyeongju and South in the diner room, I listened in on their conversation as we were walking, and I could tell that it was an argument. Sheesh.
Couldn't be us! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!
I decided to change my plan, I'm not going to annoy North, yet. I'll start becoming unbearable on our 4th year.
~**~
A year has passed, North and I have been doing good for our fake relationship. He showed me off to his friends and proudly presented me to his business partners. But other than that? Not much has happened.
North became very busy last year, and is even busier this year. It's getting kind of boring, so I asked him if I could invite my family over, and he agreed.
"Haaaaaaa....anak, ano nanaman ba itong pinasok mo?" My mama asked as she sipped on her tea.
[T:"Haaaaaaa....dear, what did you get yourself into this time?"]
"Mansion ma. Mansion ang pinasok ko." I answered and immediately received a smack on the back of my head for it.
[T: "Mansion, ma. I entered a mansion."]
"BUWAHAHAHAHAHAH YAN KASE, PILOSOPO AMPOTA! HAHAHAHA!!" My brother loudly laughs, now it was my turn to smack him on the back of his head.
"ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU." Father spoke. Kuya and I flinched and immediately stopped, hanging our heads low. Papa sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Fuck... I'm about to get scolded again...
...Nighttime, North Korea and his side of the family finally came home. My family insisted on staying so they could finally meet North Korea.
And...it's going well....???????
Everyone is so quiet, and the atmosphere is unreadable.
Kuya Goyo cleared his throat, "so, uhh, North Korea... You and my sister met at a casino...correct?" He asked, trying to initiate small talk. North Korea nodded, "yes, we did..."
"Cut the bullcrap!" My mother stood up and slammed her hands on the table. "I want to know why we weren't invited to the fucking wedding!!" My eyes widened as I stood up as well. "M-ma! Please, don't shou-"
"Ever since!! Phila was a child- even before she was born!! All I ever wanted as her mother was to be there on her special day! And yet... You dare take it away from ME?!"
My eyes widened, though I'm standing, I can't seem to make myself move. Not even an inch. It's always so scary when mama's angry and yelling... But what's scarier is...
"Perla. That's enough." Papa spoke, his voice deep and brooding, full of authority. But mama didn't listen and continued yelling.
"PERLA."
Mama stopped and stared at papa, "WHAT?!" She yelled back, and now tension has started to build between my parents. Mama and papa barely fight. The last time they fought was when I was 8 and I could barely even remember it anymore.
Kuya Goyo and Martial stood up, ready to hold them back from each other.
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[North Korea]
I didn't know that it would get to this point. The moment Phila's mother started screaming profanities at me, I already had South take Gyeongju and Sejong away from the dining room.
I look at Phila who remained standing, but I could see her trembling. Her eyes were wide and filled with fear and worry. I wrap my arms around Phila, and gently pull her away.
"If you're going to fight, please do it OUTSIDE of my home and away from the line of sight of my wife." I said and looked at her brothers who seemed to be sneering at me. "See yourselves out and bring your parents with you. If you don't, I'll have the police involved."
They did as I said and when they were out of the dining room, I turned back to Phila, the rim of her eyes turning red and her eyes looked glazed and watery. She's holding back tears.
I pulled Phila in for a hug, and kissed her forehead. Phila sniffled as she looks up at me, then at the table where her family sat. She gently pulls herself away from, "e-excuse me-" she said before running off.
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[Phila]
Fuck fuck fuck!! I didn't expect them, especially my mama to freak out like that! Wtf?! Oh shit. Now the paparazzis and the news could catch glimpse of this!
I chased after my family, who were all outside of the gate and were about to get into their cars.
"Wait!!!!" I yelled, they looked back at me, all looking shocked. I let out a sob and with all the energy I had left, I bolted and ran towards them, hugging my father and mother before my legs inevitably turned into jelly and I fell on the floor, still clinging on to my parents' waists.
My parents kneeled down on the ground with me and hugged me back, my brothers joined in soon enough.
"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry, mama didn't mean it, I'm sorry baby" mama apologized over and over again while stroking my hair, while papa peppered my head and cheeks with kisses. Though he doesn't show it, I can tell he's very sad too.
"I went overboard, I'm so sorry anak" mama whispered, I looked at her with a confused face, "w-w-w-what?" I asked, trying not to choke on my own sobs. Mama smiled and kisses my forehead before leaning close to my ear and she whispered, "didn't we say we'd help you with this little shenanigan of yours?"
My eyes widened.
That's - that's right...
I painted them in a horrible light in the media's eyes, and they acted just that when they got here....
I looked at my family one by one.
These people...
Are scarily good at acting.
I'm....so fucking lucky and so fucking happy that they're my family.
I could feel myself starting to sob again, but this time with laughter. My brothers started chuckling. "You've become too serious lately, bunso. Maybe you've been cooped up in that mansion for too long." Kuya Goyo said, while kuya Martial laughed.
~**~
5 months has passed, and this'll be the first time in a long time that North and I have made another public appearance. But this time, in the Millenium Ball. I picked out the red dress from last year that North told me to wear for the occasion, and now's the time for me to finally wear it.
"Giliw, can you help me with the zipper?" I asked as I went inside our shared bathroom while North was still by the sink, brushing his teeth with nothing but a towel loosely wrapped around his waist. After closing it for me, I was about to take my leave to continue preparing until I felt him grope my ass before letting me go.
I could feel myself blush. He's gotten a LOT braver. And I'm not complaining~ though it rarely happens now. Hayst.
I feel deprived for some reason...
...I did my makeup and hair, wore my prettiest heels that matches my dress, and went down with the Korean brothers. Gyeongju couldn't come as she needed to take care of the baby.
"Now remember you two," North Korea started as we all got in the limousine. "Everyone will be wanting to partner with us, especially after the skyrocketing rates of our company, everyone would try to be nice to us just so they could woo us for a partnership. Don't let their sweet words get to you, and only pick the ones who could actually contribute to our company and not just leech off of us. Understood?" He asked, and we nodded.
"Wait, why do I have to know this as well? I'm not even part of the company?" I asked, "no, but you are part of the image of the company. And as my wife, people would try to use you and get you to try and convince me to partner up with them."
I let out a soft gasp followed by a "ooooh~" and then nodding...
...When we arrived, the venue was m a s s i v e ! And there weren't even that much people. It looked like a freaking castle!!! North Korea's "house" is nowhere as big as this!! Holy shit!!
"D-damn..." I said, feeling an uncomfortable coil in my stomach. "You okay?" South Korea asked and I nodded. "Y-y-yeah... It's so big... What if I get lost in there?" I asked, clutching onto my stomach. "You won't. Because you'll be with me for the rest of the night." North said as he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. It had just occured to me how close South and I actually were in that moment.
Sheesh.
Di puwede yan, Phila. It's too early to cheat. And I most certainly don't want to cheat on him with someone as problematic as South.
The three of us went in, and my jaw nearly dropped. I felt like a sinner who miraculously ascended into heaven. HOLY SHIT!
I suddenly feel nauseous, it's too overwhelming for me...
...I sigh as I sipped on my champagne. You know, I've always thought that the Millenium Ball would be exciting and fun, but this... This is not what I expected. All I did was exchange fake smiles, shake hands, and rub elbows with these bitches.
"Giliw, can you show me where-" I turned around and saw that North was no longer next to me. I looked around amd saw him talking to one of his partners. I rolled my eyes and walked off. Off on an adventure to find the restroom!
Haaaaaaaaa....puñeta.
I walked around and immediately saw South. Finally! A familiar face! I quickly walked up to him but then saw who he was talking to. It was the heiress to the Aragonian Crystals! Goddamn...
Well..! She won't stop me from asking South where the fucking bathroom is, hmph!
As I walked closer to the two of them, I caught wind of their conversation. It sounded like they were flirting with each other, and it looks like the heiress is really into it as well... Ah yes, South and his charms.
When I got to them, they immediately noticed me. "A-ah! Miss Catalonia, this is my sister-in-law, Phila. Phila, this is Catalonia, the daughter and heiress to the Aragonian Crystals..." He smiled mischievously at her.
[A/N: The "Aragonian Crystals" is this story's version of the Swarovski Crystals]
I smiled and held my hand out, "a pleasure to meet you, miss Catalonia! I don't mean to intrude on your conversation, but I just had a quick question to ask my brother-in-law..." I turned to South Korea, "...in private." South looked at me curiously before I gently dragged him away from Catalonia.
"So, what seems to be the problem?" He asked, I sighed. "Can you please show me where the restroom is? I didn't want to interrupt North..." South looked at me for a minute before he started giggling uncontrollably. "Soouth! This isn't funny! Please!" I whispered to him and gently stomped my feet.
"Okay, okay, geez! Let's go!" He stifled a snicker before gently grabbing my hand and pulling me to a certain direction. I made sure to watch where we were going so I'd know where to go next time.
When we finally got there, I immediately bursted in and went inside one of the many vacant stalls and let loose while South remained outside.
After a bit, I got up, flushed, and got out. I went over to the sink to wash my hands.
"Other than you, is there anyone else in there?" South asked from the other side of the door. I looked around the spacious restroom and shook my head. "No" I answered and South immediately let himself in.
It surprised me a bit, but what surprised me even more was when he locked the door.
"South?" I called, he looked at me, his expressions were unreadable until he finally leaned down and hugged me. "Do you feel uncomfortable when I do this?" He asked, and I shaked my head.
South pulled me closer and hugged me tighter. "How about now?" I shook my head once more. Curious as to what his intentions are, but I think I know where this could be leading to.
South then lifted me up and sat me on the counter and now we're on eye-level with each other. South held my cheeks in his hand, caressing them softly.
"South... You'll get caught." I said, but he didn't say anything and continued caressing my cheeks. I tried to tell him that we were going to get caught, but he simply didn't give a damn.
"Phila....can I kiss you? On the lips?"
My eyes widened. The fuck?!
"No." I retort, South looked shock, "w-why not?!" He asked. What, has he never been rejected before??
"We're both married. Your wife's going to beat me up when she finds out and your brother's going to cut you and your family off." I said.
South pouted and wrapped his arms around my waist, stepping closer as he looks at me with his eyes begging. Shit...
...I groaned softly as South softly nibbles on the supples of my breasts. "S-South... We've been in here for a suspiciously long time..." I whined as he started biting and sucking while his other hand started to fondle...
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The next day, I woke up before North could and immediately checked the tabloids if there were any articles or speculations about South and I.
The heat of last night left me wanting for more... It's bad that we were doing it, but it's worse that we never got any further from that last night as it left me an unsatisfying feeling that makes me crave for more...
Luckily there were no news about us. I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief as I put on my silk robe and left to go down to the kitchen to cook breakfast for North... Maybe I could sweeten up the morning with him and finally get rid of this feeling of yearning and desire. It has been a year after all.
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I groaned as I felt soft, warm lips on my forehead, then to the tip of my nose, my cheek, and then my lips.
"Wake up, giliw ko..." A soft whisper.
I slowly open my eyes and there she was. She smiled and kissed my forehead once more. "Get up... I made breakfast.." that immediately made my stomach grumble. I got up and pulled her by the waist, hugging her whilst burrowing my face on her stomach.
"This is new... You never wake-up early." I said, to which Phila chuckled. "I want to come with you to your office, is that okay?" She asked and I nodded, "of course." I get up and plant a soft kiss on her lips before excusing myself to the bathroom to wash up...
...It's been such a long time since I've eaten one of of Phila's dishes. Phila and I ate together, apparently she only cooked for us which left South and Gyeongju to eat what the chefs cooked. Though she did make a little snack for Sejong for when she wakes up.
After breakfast, I started to strip to get ready for the shower. "I'm joiningggg!" Phila exclaimed as she immediately slips off of her robe and sleepwear.
I blushed at the sight of her. Unlike the times I've looked away in the past, I couldn't help but stare now. I see Phila grin when I gently hold her hand and take her into the shower with me.
"Aaaaahh~"
"Haa...shit you're so tight..."
...I step out of the shower, a little wobbly before holding Phila's hand and helping her out of the shower. "Though I'm limping, I don't regret any of this." She grinned, standing on the tip of her toes to kiss me on the lips, "let's get ready" she says, and I nodded...
...Phila had her arm wrapped around mine as we walk through the office building to get to my office, employees would greet and bow at us, though I'm used to it and don't pay them any attention, Phila would beam at each and every one of them and greet back.
"Your people are so courteous! No wonder you choose to drown yourself in here." She said with a smile. Is- is she being sarcastic?? I can't tell.
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I sat in North's office, watching as he works on his computer, curiously, I went over to him and took a peek on his laptop. Just a bunch of graphs and reports from his subordinates... Am I going have to do this too when I become a successful trillionaire? How boring.
Though if I'm as rich as I aspire to be, I could just hire someone to do most of my job for me!
But then... It wouldn't really be my job or my efforts if that's the case, right? Sigh.
Being rich sounds tiring.
Won't stop me, though!
"I'm gonna go get something from the cafeteria, would you like something?" I asked, glancing at North as I take out my wallet. "No, it's okay. Thank you" I shrugged, "alright, suit yourself." I said before leaving his office.
I'm still not satisfied, but maybe I could convince North to do it with me again later....
....Walking back to North's office after finishing my meal, I went through the lobby and noticed a familiar face. Walking closer, I could see that it was the guy who freed up an entire boutique for me and North!
Wait, what was his name again?
I know he attended our wedding as well, but I don't remember his name.
"Oh! Mrs. Phila! My, I didn't know you were here, a pleasure seeing you again" he said, taking my hand and gently kissing the back of it. His lips are soft...
"Ah, yes. It's nice to see you too..." I smiled sheepishly. He grinned and tilted his head to the side, "don't tell me you already forgot my name?" I flinched. "N-n-no! I-I didn't!" He raised a brow, "Oh? What's my name then?"
I flinched, "I-i-i- I'm sorry." I said as I hung my head low. He laughed and patted my head. "Haha! You're so adorable! Don't worry, I'll let it slide, for now~" he said as he tilts my chin up and makes me look at him. My cheeks burn red, and I quickly take a step back. His grin seemed to grow into an amused smile...
"Well then, allow me to reintroduce myself. My name's China, I'm one of your husband's long-time business partner. I'm here because I wanted to check on the project that we're working on." I nodded, "Ah, I assume that you're about to head to his office?" He nodded. "I'm about to go there as well, why don't we walk together?" I offered, he seems to beam at my offer and nodded almost immediately.
As we were walking, we continued to talk and discuss until we've reached the elevator. "If you don't mind me asking, what's the project about?" I asked, hoping to gain more intel. China looks at me as if he's hesitant to tell me what it is.
"Well... Since you are his wife and you are the new face of the company, I suppose it wouldn't be of any harm to tell you about our project." He sighs, "you see, I own the biggest clothing brand in the country, and he owns the majority of hotels, malls, and furniture brands. And one thing that we've always had our eyes set on, was expanding our brand with a new line of business, cosmetics."
I perked up, and listened intently. "But neither of us were satisfied with our own creations, and just recently, North has informed me of another batch of soap that he's bought, we both tested it and it was spectacular. Though we don't know who the producer is... But now, we're going to attempt to remake the product, mass produce it, and then sell it for a little cheaper than it originally costs. It could be more than just soaps. Perfumes, deodorant, lipstick, you name it!" China grinned as he kept on talking.
....the soap... Just last year I had an entire stock sell out...
Shit. They're going to try and steal the ingredients to my products.
"But, wouldn't you run into some legal issues with that?" I asked. China laughed. "Oh don't worry, we won't. No one will dare to go to court with the two biggest companies in the country. They'll simply lose." He said.
This gives me a bad premonition....
But, I already have an idea...
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"Sheesh babe, you look a little tense. Did the meeting not go well?" I asked.
North smiles at me and kisses my lips, "it did, don't worry..." I smiled and sat on his lap while facing him. "Then why so many wrinkles?" I asked. He laughed and took my hand, kissing my palm, I smile and kiss him, he kisses me back while I loosen his tie and unbutton his dress shirt. We pull away, panting with saliva connecting our lips. "Shall we?" I asked, "we shall." He answered....
....I panted as I looked at him, our foreheads touching.
"I love you..." He whispered.
My eyes widen and I pull away, "huh?! Waddya' say???!" He groans. "Aaandd....the moment's gone." He said, and I could feel him starting to get soft inside of me. I sigh, and get off of him and start wearing my underwear. "Sorry." I said, North sighs, "it's fine. Just, please. Keep it at bay, will you?" I nodded.
"What time should I expect you at home?" He raises a brow, "what?"
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[North Korea]
"It's fine. Just, please. Keep it at bay, will you?" I pleaded and she nodded as she fixes up her dress and hair.
"What time should I expect you at home?" I raised a brow, "what?" She sighs, "I'm going home, what time should I expect you to come home? Or will you be coming home at all?" She asked, I gulped. I feel like I've done something wrong somehow...
"A-ah... With China and I's project starting up, I won't be able to go home tonight... But I'll come home tomorrow morning, I promise." She nodded, "alright, breakfast will be waiting for you by then..." She said with a small smile as she leans forward and kisses my forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow."
I nodded, "yes... See you..tomorrow..." I said as I watched her leave.
I groan as I lean back on my chair. Fuck, I think I messed up....
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[Phila]
Fucking bitch. What "I love you-I love you" is he talking about??! He doesn't even like my accent!! If he loves me, then he would accept every part of me!!!!
I screamed in my head, angry at his bitch ass. Ugh. Whatever, at least I'm getting paid.
I sigh as our car gets stuck in traffic.
That's right Phila... Don't get lost in your main goal...
I took a deep breath and sighed heavily before staring out the window as I watch the sky's tears slowly starting to drop one by one....
....I got out of the car and I see a line of maids and chefs stumbling out of the mansion and getting wet in the rain with their belongings in their hands.
"OUT! OUT! EVERYONE OUT!!!!" Gyeongju screamed at the top of her lungs, her two children terrified and crying.
"Darling! Please! Don't be irrational!" South screamed as he chased after Gyeongju and their children. "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UPPP!!!!! THIS IS YOUR FAULT! YOU FUCKING WHORE! WHY DON'T YOU EVER TRY TO KEEP IT IN YOUR FUCKING PANTS?!"
"Honey! It was a mistake! It didn't mean anything! SHE didn't mean anything!" South tried to defend. "She was the one who was coming onto me! I didn't do anything!" Now he's trying to shift the blame onto someone else.
Shift what blame? What exactly is happening? Did he cheat? Did South cheat? Oh no- did Gyeongju find out?!
I pushed myself through the crowd of maids and cooks, with the driver tailing behind me with an umbrella. And there, I see South standing at the top of the stairs by the door, while Gyeongju is at the bottom, holding their belongings, with Sejong carrying her little strawberry backpack on her back while carrying her little sister.
And not far from them, is a woman sitting on the floor, assumably naked with nothing but a blanket covering her with her belongings scattered around her. It looks like she was just dragged outside by Gyeongju and thrown out of the house with her things. She was crying and begging for Gyeongju to forgive her. She's one of the maids...
"FORGET IT! I'M OUT! I'LL SEE YOU IN COURT AND YOU'LL NEVER SEE YOUR DAUGHTERS AGAIN! THAT'S WHAT YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED, RIGHT?! YOU NEVER WANTED THEM, RIGHT?! WELL THERE! NOW THEY'LL FOREVER DISAPPEAR FROM YOUR LIFE!" She screamed, angry tears flowing down her cheeks. South's eyes widened, and tears started flowing down them. "No..no please! Gyeongju....please..." Now he's the one begging for her.
Gyeongju only glared before turning to her heel and walking away. "Let's go, Sejong!" She said, Sejong looked at her father with tears in her eyes, before turning and following after their mother. Her little sister hasn't stopped crying either.
All of the maids and cooks followed after Gyeongju, while the maid that South cheated with remained on the floor. "S-South..." She called out to him, but he only looked at her and walked back inside the house.
What the fuck...
That's so cold of him...
I sighed and started picking up her clothes, folding them rather sloppily before putting them inside her discarded suitcase. I helped her off the ground as I wrap a protective arm around her, "can you take us to sunflower apartments?" The driver nods and leads us back to the car....
....I sigh, the rain has only started getting worse. I look back at the girl, she was finally clothed and trying to settle into the new apartment. I handed her 55,000 - it should be enough to get her through the month. I wished her the best of luck and left the apartment to go home. South needs to be put back in his place.
Not by me of course, lmao. This is none of my business. I don't want to get involved in any of his drama.
Or him, for that matter. Man's grown hella' problematic over the years, smh.
I sigh. It wasn't long before we've finally gotten home. "Rest well, Jin. You deserve a break." I said before leaving the car, walking through the rain and then reaching shelter inside the house. The house... Empty and quiet, it's creepy. I see South at the dinner table, lamenting.
I decided not to bother him and instead started climbing up the stairs.
"This is your fault..." I looked behind me and saw South getting up from that chair and on his way towards me. Every cell in my body is screaming at me to run, but my stupid brain doesn't seem to register it, so I stayed still on the stairs.
"You have no one to blame but yourself, South Korea." I sneered, his face scrunched into an ugly frown. "I have you, to blame. If only you weren't so insecure. If only you didn't leave me hanging, then maybe none of this would have happened!" I balled my hands into a fist, ready to throw hands at this motherfucker, "well MAYBE! If you weren't such a cheating bastard, you'd still have a wife AND A HAPPY FAMILY, YOU LEECH!" I grit my teeth, ready to turn away, but South grabbed my wrists and pinned me against the wall.
His anger evaporated and now has turned into pathetic little tears seeping out from his eye sockets. "Phila please... I need you. I want you. Why don't you want me back? Take me back, please. You're the only wife I've ever wanted. For years I've yearned for you, dreamt of you, fantasized that it was me and you who lived in this mansion with children of our own...." South started sobbing. Jeez, I knew he was still hung up on me, but I didn't know he was THIS hooked. He looks so pathetic.
"I'm married to your brother, he's the only Korea I could ever need." I winced when I felt his grip around my wrists tighten. Is he trying to cut off the blood circulation in my wrist?! Is he trying to make me lose a pulse!?
South bit his bottom lip, looking away. "Then please...let me be the only Korea you want... Even if it's just for tonight." I sighed. It's an offer I'm willing to take. I don't love North, he knows I don't have to act loyal behind closed doors. It's fine... It'll be fine.. maybe after this I could finally stop feeling so frustrated.
"...fine. Just for tonight."
South perked up, his lips immediately crashing into mine and his hands slowly travelling down to my waist as he pulls me in closer. I groaned as I let him invade my mouth. This bastard... He's so desperate that every breath he takes he ends up inhaling me, his pace fast and full, and needy. He's so fucking pathetic.... And it turns me on.
I think I found my type: pathetic men in need.
South started undoing my dress, but I held his wrists and looked at him demurely. "Shouldn't we take this to the bedroom?" South perked up and carried me like a bride up to his and his wife's room. He then closed the door behind us with his foot before laying me down on their king-sized bed, their room was a lot bigger than North and I's room, probably because they have two daughters that Gyeongju would want to keep a close eye on.
The baby's crib is still there... And so is little Sejong's bed. I miss her already....
"Phila, Phila focus."
I snapped back to the present and looked at South who already has one of my breasts in his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue over my sensitive nipple. "Ghn-" I flinched and curled my toes has he continued playing with my tits. "You sure love them, huh?" I asked, running my fingers through his hair, he smiled and continued to suck and fondle....
....South panted heavily, I can tell he was impatient, but he wanted to continue on with the foreplay. He was taking his sweet, sweet time into prepping me. I think I already prematurely came just from the movement of his fingers. South gently kissed me once more before going down...
He removed his fingers, making me feel empty, but then he spreads my legs wider, putting his hands under my knee to keep my legs open and then I feel a hot, wet muscle glide over my slit and flick my clit.
I arched my back and gasped. Toes curling as I put them over South's shoulder, trapping him between my legs. South stared at me with a smirk in his eyes as he starts going down on me full-time, not once ever taking his eyes off me, making me feel a little shy...
I looked away and continued to moan softly onto the back of my hand while tightening my hold on his head. Fuck, I forgot how good he was with his tongue, his fingers...his hands...fuck, he's good at everything regarding sex....
...."Ahh...ha...nnh..." I panted, desperately trying to grab some air. We had just finished... I looked outside and saw that the stars has spread overhead outside of the windows. I looked at their wall clock, it's 11:48 pm... 2 and a half hours. We went for 2 and a half hours. It was more than enough.
"Did you enjoy that, my dearest?", He asked, though I'm having a hard time trying to regain all the breath I had just lost from screaming, moaning, gasping, and the constant make-out sessions, South on the other hand, looked replenished. As if he had just dived into a waist-deep pond of holy water.
"How do you have so much energy?" I lean my head to the left, though we finished, South is still roaming his hands around me, planting kisses and fondling, stroking, trying to elicit a reaction out of me. But instead, I let him be. It's similar to what North and I do to relax. Only less messy. Sometimes when North and I aren't in the mood for sex but just wanted to be intimate, we would take off all of clothes and just feel each other up. If the other ends up getting wet or hard, the other would take care of it gently and slowly, and as intimate as possible until the other releases.
Why am I even thinking of him... I'm with South right now.
I gasped when he pushed in a finger and started pumping them in and out, making me whine. "S-South... I just came..." I breathed out. South hummed and continued kissing my neck and shoulder as his finger continues to move in a fluid motion....
....I yawn and open my eyes, the sky painted in hues of orange and purple, the sun is about to come up. I immediately get up and run out of the room to go to North and I's room.
Shit, I don't know what time he'll be coming home, but I better prepare quickly.
I opened the shower and started cleaning myself immediately. He can't know. North can't know. He'll throw a fit and banish South Korea.... I'm not ready to get exposed, it's only been 2 and a half years....
....After finishing my shower and almost dying as I slipped, but thankfully the fall was broken by my sweet, sweet juicy ass. Yeah, some things never change.
After I finished getting into my sleepwear and sliding on my robe, I went down and started preparing breakfast for the three of us. And just as I finished, the door opened, "Yeobo?" He called, "here!" I said, North came into the kitchen and saw me about to serve breakfast. He looked tired and stressed out, and I also noticed that he was carrying a shit ton of bags, more than he ever brought to the office yesterday.
"Where are all the maids and chefs? The gardeners? The chauffeurs?" I sighed, "why don't we have breakfast first and I'll fill you in on what happened yesterday after we're done eating?" North looked at me confused, but nodded. We ate in the dining room together while I worried about what to do if he finds out what South and I did last night.
After we finished eating, I went back to the kitchen to wash the plates before going back to the dining room to talk with North. "So, care to explain why the house is empty?" I sighed, "South...and his wife had marital issues involving another maid...and-" North sighed exasperatedly, rubbing the temple of his nose. "Goddammit South...he never learns..." He groaned. "So I'm guessing Gyeongju fired everyone?" I nodded, "but how come Gyeongju has the power to do that? Isn't she just South's wife?"
North shook his head, "no, Gyeongju owns an agency where people could hire maids, gardeners, butlers, all that sort of stuff. I guess some chauffeurs went with her except for Jin and didn't take any of the security guards as they're from a different agency." I nodded, "I see..." North raises a brow, "but if you saw, why didn't you do anything?" I chuckled nervously, "I... Didn't want to get involved in their drama. They have a very problematic relationship and the media always highlights their issues. I don't want to be a part of that especially if we're trying to have a clean reputation here. Also, I'm pretty sure Gyeongju still hates my guts and would probably try to kill me if I ever tried going near her at that moment " North laughed
"Alright then, well...I bought you something because I felt guilty from what I said yesterday..." He said as he hands me 2-3 bags of luxury and branded items. My eyes sparkled at the sight of them. I gently set them down and hugged North, "thank you!" He chuckles and kisses my forehead sweetly. "What time will you be going to the office today?" I asked, North shook his head, "I'm not going to the office today, or maybe for a week. I need to catch up on some sleep and we need to hire new maids and gardeners."
I shook my head, "no, I think we'll do fine without maids or gardeners. I could keep myself busy with the gardens, and we could just hire temporary house service who could just clean up the house and then leave right after." North thought about it for a moment and nodded, "you're right, sounds cheaper as well. I know a good housekeeping company." I nodded "however~ staying home for a week is still an option~" I cooed, but he chuckled and shook his head, "no thank you, I have to get back to the office." I pouted, "how about you stay home for at least 3 days?"
North thought about it for a moment before nodding, "sure, it won't seem to do us any harm." I smiled, "would you like me to accompany you in the bath and in bed?~" he smirks and kisses my cheek, "since when was I able to say "no" to that offer?" I giggled, North immediately picks me up and carries me up the stairs bridal style. I smile and nuzzle my face on his chest, but as soon as we reached the second floor, we saw South getting out of his room.
North stopped, and South froze upon the sight of his brother. "I, uhm..." I look up at North and saw him glaring at his own brother, "we need to have a talk later." He said before continuing to carry me to our bedroom. For a hot second, South and I locked eyes, and he looked at me with so much pain as if I had just betrayed him. But, he knew it was just a one-time thing. He knew that there was nothing behind it. He knew that it meant nothing to me. He meant nothing to me.
When we reached our room, North placed me down and closed the door behind him before locking it. I smiled and hooked my arms around his neck, and kissed his lips softly, "you're drowning yourself in too much stress, let me take care of you." I whispered before planting a soft kiss on his neck, "take off your clothes, I'll prepare the bath" I said, separating myself from him as I walk to our shared bathroom to get the bathtub running with warm water, preparing a bubble bath for North while also lighting up some incense candles.
I flinched when the lights suddenly went off, is the power out? "N-North?" I called, he didn't respond, and instead I felt strong, bare arms wrap around me.
A shiver went down my spine when he suddenly leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "join me, please?" His voice was deep and magnetic, I couldn't say no.
When the tub was filled up, I turned off the faucet. North was the first to climb into the tub and took my hand to prevent me from slipping into the tub and possibly dying. I allow myself to sink into the warm water. North wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into an embrace, he's hard.
"From now on, you're no longer allowed to be alone with South Korea, do you understand me?" I froze, shit. He knows. "H-how did you..." North started nibbling on my earlobe, "did you seriously think...that my house wouldn't be flooded with security cameras..?"
I gulped, "I-it didn't mean anything- I swear!" He chuckled deeply, "oh I know it didn't mean anything to you... But I know it meant the world to him..." I quiver, his arms wrapped around me tighter and I could hardly breathe. "W...what does it matter..? You know I don't have to be loyal to you... Th-this is all just some business deal, r-remember..?"
North loosened his embrace and I could finally breathe. He cupped my cheeks and kissed the tip of my nose. "Why can't you understand that I love you? That I've fallen in love with you?" I look away, "you don't mean it..." North makes me look at him again, his well-carved face being illuminated by candlelight. "Yes I do."
"You don't. If you did, then you wouldn't hate my accent."
North didn't say anything and instead pulls me in for a hug, "then let my actions speak for itself." He said as he pulls me in for a gentle kiss...
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[North Korea]
"You don't. If you did, then you wouldn't hate my accent."
I couldn't reply to that. I have nothing to say against it. I pull her in for a hug, "then let my actions speak for itself." I say before I pull her in for a gentle kiss...
I fix up her position and held her by her hips as I gently lower her to my shaft. Phila's nails dug into my skin as I start to enter her slowly. She whines into the kiss while I groaned. She pulls herself away from our kiss, "c-condom... You're not wearing a condom..." She reminded, I sighed and pulled out. "Let's hurry up and finish so we could get to the bed." She nods....
.....I could tell that Phila is still not happy about what happened earlier, but I'm not in the mood to deal with that right now. I bite and suck on her soft skin, her neck tainted with purplish bites and bruises from me.
She moaned and arched her back, causing me to go deeper into her as I thrust faster and harder. Phila and I have never had rough sex before, but the image of her making out with South and him about to undo her dress on the staircase made my blood boil and I suddenly have the urge to outperform him.
Phila squeezed me tighter and I immediately felt her grow wetter, this is the third time she came. I pant and groan, giving one last thrust before I came as well. I changed our positions once more and this time had Phila lay on her back. She was panting, breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. "N-North..." She calls out weakly. I want to go for another round, but I don't want to tire her any further.
I pull out and threw the condom in the trash bin next to our bed, I kiss her lips once more before covering her up with a blanket, "rest well, yeobo. I'm sorry for going so rough on you... I never knew jealousy could lead me to do this. I'm sorry." I said, Phila smiles weakly, reaching her hand out to me. I leaned down towards her, and she kisses me again, "don't apologise. That was the best sex we've ever had. Maybe I should make you jealous more often." I flinched and blushed, looking away. "You definitely outperformed South today." She chuckled weakly.
"J-just get some rest! I'll prepare you tea and a hot compress for your back later..." I said before getting up from our bed and putting my robe on. Before I left the room, I turned off the lights so Phila could sleep better. I sighed as I went downstairs, I saw South staring into space in the dining room, I walked over to him, "we need to talk." South couldn't even look at me, and instead just nodded....
...."you have to get her back, South. Woo her, court her. She's a valuable asset to our company, and she holds many of our company secrets. She's too important to lose." I said, South hasn't spoken a single word and just nodded.
"Are you even listening to me?" He nods once more. I click my tongue and lean back on my chair, placing my teacup down on the saucer. "I know you and Phila slept together last night." South flinched, and that's when he finally had the gall to face me.
He still didn't say anything, but his expression was something I didn't expect. I expected him to be nervous, fearful. But instead, I saw frustration and annoyance. "She was mine...North. She was mine and yet you took her." His voice was calm, but I could tell he was about to burst into angry tears. "She wasn't yours, South. She was never yours. You had Gyeongju, and you had daughters with her. That's what's yours, South. Now if I were you, I'd take them back immediately."
I was right, South started crying angry tears. "You have no idea... How much it hurts seeing you two act all lovey-dovey. Kissing, hugging, and even hearing you two have sex knowing full well that that should've been me with her. It should've been me at the altar with her."
I sighed. Other than being charming and charismatic, he's also very spoiled and never took rejection easily. "She's not yours, South. She dumped you, you mean nothing to her now. Last night was just a one-time thing." She's not South's, and I know she isn't mine either.
"You have to move on. You still have Gyeongju. I know you still mean something to her. She loves you. So if I were you, I'd let go of the past and focus on the present. Cherish what you still have, South. It won't be here for long." I said before getting up and going to the kitchen after I heard the kettle start to whistle. I pour the hot water on the tea pot and placed the teabag inside before pouring the remainder of hot water in the hot compress.
I picked up the tray and walked back up the stairs to our room, closing and locking the door behind me after I went in....
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.....Another year has passed, Phila and I have now been together for 3 and a half years, and it's been one hell of a year. A lot has happened since last year, I was able to convince South to get back with Gyeongju, she wasn't that hard to persuade, especially if it's South.
Gyeongju agreed to be a part of the family again and cancel their divorce case, under the condition that they renew their vows again. And my god was it one heck of a renewal. My brother ended up spending 5.7 million on this occasion alone, apart from that, Gyeongju also made him move out of the mansion and opted to live in one of our vacation houses instead. Meaning South would have to travel 2 and a half hours everyday just to go to work.
But since I didn't want him to exhaust himself from travelling, I allowed him to only come to the office every Monday and he could continue working from home throughout the week.
Meanwhile, the media finally averted their attention from us. Thanks to South and Gyeongju's drama, the media turned their attention on their relationship instead of ours. So now that we're able to move freely, Phila and I no longer had to lie to anyone.
Phila also no longer hid her accent and spoke it freely. I couldn't protest against it anymore and just let her speak however she wants. And if I do try to say anything about it, she would sleep in a different room and lock the doors and wouldn't talk to me for days.
It got to the point that I just got used to her accent.
And of course, our deal. The night that I realized that I was in love with Phila, was the night I decided that I would no longer pay her 55k a month. Instead, I increased it and made it 155k. I don't exactly know what she does with the money, but the only thing she told me was that she was saving it for a dream of hers.
She wouldn't tell me what that dream is, but all she said was that it was something really expensive. I decided not to pry and instead just let her be. I also gave her a position in my company as my personal assistant, where she would earn an additional 70k per month, she just started last year, and so far, she's been doing great as my p.a, not to mention the occasional special services that I receive from time to time.
"North...."
I let out a sigh as I bury my face on the crook of her neck. "Mmh?"
"I have som'thin' I wan' to confess..."
"Hmm..." I don't remove my head from her neck. It's night, and Phila and I are just sitting on a bench in my veranda with Phila sitting comfortably on my lap.
"My parents know 'bout the deal." She confessed wholeheartedly. Her arms are gently quivering, she's nervous. "They've known eva' since that day after we were spotted by the paparazzi's at Erza's. They're not horrible people... I feel guilty for paintin' them in such a way..."
I remove my head from her neck and kiss her cheek softly, "it's okay... We can just make up a story about you reconnecting with your parents and mending your relationship with them..." I say before laying a kiss on her neck, before that kiss turns into a lick, and that lick turns into gentle sucking.
Phila groans, "are we 'bout to have sex on the veranda?" I chuckle onto her neck, "no..." I say and resume on sucking and softly nibbling on her neck. "Ah...a'ight then..." Phila leans into my touch, I smile and let my hands roam her body, my hands goes under her lingerie as my fingers begin to play with the supple of her breasts.
"Nnh...what 'bout ya'..? What can I do for ya'?...ah.." I shook my head as I kiss the back of her ear, "nothing... Just do nothing but allow my hands to explore your body once more... Let me embrace every inch of your being..." I whisper as I rest my head over her shoulder and I watch every flinch and jerk her body makes. The way she writhes under my touch, the goosebumps on her skin when I kiss and suck on a part of her skin, her shivers when I whisper in her ear.
"I love you..." I whisper into her ear and then I kiss the back of her neck. My fingers twisting and tugging on her nipples, she arches her back. "I love you..." I whisper again as I kiss her jaw and my hands travel down to her navel...
"I love you so much..." I whisper as I gently hold her chin, making her face me before I plant a soft kiss on her plump lips while my hand has reached to her thigh, gently separating it, spreading her legs slightly open so my other hand could slide under her bottoms. "You're wet..."
"How can I not be when ya' keep saying that?" I raise a brow, "saying what?" I teased with a grin. Phila blushed "t-that word! That 8-letter word!"
"Pfft- don't tell me that saying "I love you" turns you on?" I smirked, Phila hides her face with her hands, "t-this doesn't u-usually happens... I-it only sounds good when yer' the one who says it..."
Now it was my turn to blush. I hid my face on the crook of her neck once more.
"Hey...hey!" She elbows me on my stomach, causing me to wince. "Y-ya' betta' take care of this! It's yer' fault!" I look over her shoulder and see the growing wet spot on her crotch. I glide my hand over the fabric. Wet.
I chuckle and kiss her cheek before getting her off of my lap and kneeling down in front of her as I pull down her bottom lingerie....
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[Phila]
Fuck, I can't believe I let this happen... This is not good...
I can't let this happen... I can't forget about my goals. My ambition. I don't want to continue depending on North Korea for money. I don't care if he's willing to give it to me.
Luckily... I've already made a shit ton of money. I've been producing more and more products, not just soap this time, but other stuffs as well. I don't know how North hasn't figured it out yet, maybe he's just blinded by love. I guess that's good. It benefits me.
But I need to find a way out of here. Should I continue with the cheating scandal...?
But I don't want to hurt North... And I don't think I want him to know that I still want to leave him.
Why do I want to leave him again?
So I could make my own name and build my own empire.
But why can't I do that without him by my side?
....
Yeah, that's right.
There's no reason for me to leave him anymore....
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....5 years. We've been married for 5 years. North and I decided to celebrate our anniversary this year. North and I hadn't celebrated any of our previous anniversaries. I told him that he should save his vacation leave days so on our 5th anniversary, we could have a 5-month long celebration.
"Here we are, yeobo. The day we've been waiting for..." North said with a smile. I couldn't help but feel giddy as well.
"Are you ready?" I asked as we're about to board the private jet. "But of course." I giggled. Second honeymoon, here we go!
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"I dedicate this reward to my proctors who worked their hardest to make sure each and everyone of their students, including me could understand and love the materials that they have taught us. To my peers who stayed up with me from dusk until dawn to make sure we pass every midterms, every exams, and every projects and reports given to us, even if it almost seemed impossible. My peers who helped me lighten up and have fun when I was in too much stress."
"And of course, to my parents - who worked hard day and night just to make sure that I have the best of everything, and that I have a clear path to success. My parents, who, are the busiest people I know, yet always made an effort to go to my pta meetings, to attend every school program that I ever had, every play that I was in, even if my roles were never the main character, my parents who attended every graduation and recognition, my parents who made sure to keep me grounded and humble at all times, my parents who loved me more than their whole life, who are willing to lose every cent of their money for me. To my dear, most loving parents. I dedicate these medals, and this diploma to you. And I promise with all the life, hope, and opportunities that you have given to me, that I will continue to make you proud, every waking day for the rest of my life."
"To my most beloved parents, Phila and North Korea, I implore you to join us on this stage to bestow me the honour of being this school's valedictorian."
I laugh softly, trying not to choke on my own tears, I hold my husband by his hand, he looks at me with tears running down his eyes - like he does in every one of Amihan's graduations. I smile, "I told ya' that ev'rythin' I make is bound to be amazin'."
North laughed, "amazing indeed." He leans forward and kisses me on the cheek, "let's go, our son's waiting." I nod.
"Yeah, let's go."
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[A/N: oh my god 🤧]
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[Phila]
You might be wondering what has happened in the following years after North and I's 5th year anniversary, well, here's a quick summary.
While on vacation, I confessed to North Korea that I wanted to build my own company that has zero attachments to his. We argued about it for a few days and I actually ended up leaving him alone on the island and went back to my homeland and stayed there for a few weeks until North picked me up and apologised.
We resumed our honeymoon, but while we were there, we had a month-long discussion about the company that I wanted to build, and he was actually quite helpful. He helped me learn more about managing a business, and with his undying love and unyielding support, I managed to build my first ever building that had an underground laboratory.
It was rocky for a few years, but it stabilised and as I had hoped, my business skyrocketed and I moved on to other lines of businesses other than cosmetics. For a while, it went well. And on the 5th year, I made my first billion on my own. We celebrated.
And it was just in time for our 10th year anniversary. And as per my mother's request, we renewed our vows. A simple wedding with only our closest family members and peers attended. No cameras this time. It was an intimate wedding, and I actually cried. I know, it's silly right?
And on our honeymoon, North broke the news that he had made his first trillion. I was beyond ecstatic for him.
Three weeks into our honeymoon, I too broke news. It might not have been my first trillion, but it made North Korea way happier than when he found out he made his first trillion. It was the day that I broke the news of my pregnancy.
Being a mother was never in my plans, but what can I say? Plans change. Even hearts can change. Cliché, right? HAHAHA!
Anyway, yeah. I told North he was going to be a father, and he literally couldn't contain himself. He looked like a kid who was high on way too much sugar.
Me being pregnant had motivated me to work harder and smarter. I wanted to give this child a future to look forward to. So in the following years, North and I worked our asses off, reaching milestone after milestone for our son who, during those times, was also reaching achievements of his own.
Of course, we didn't spoil him. We kept him humble and sincere. Disciplined him justly and reasonably. We also made sure to give him as much attention as he needed. North and I went to parenting classes when I was just pregnant, and we continued going to these classes until Amihan was 10, speaking with psychiatrists who specialises in child development just to make sure we're raising our kid right.
The things you could do with money, am I right?
Our relationship is the lovestory of the century. I can't wait for my son to create his own adventure!
"Uhm...ma? Pa?"
I look at my son after putting down my teacup. North lifts his head up from my shoulder. Yeah, we may be old, but we're still doing the same shit we used do from when we were still in our 20's and 30's.
"Yes, my dear?"
"What is it, Ami?" North and I asked in unison.
"I have something to confess..." He looks down, head hanging low, fingers fiddling.
"What is it?" I asked.
"I'm...f-for my 21st birthday I'm...g-going to..t-transition...-"
I look at North who seemed confused, "what?" He asked. I sigh and smiled. "It means...our little caterpillar will be going into a cocoon and metamorphosis into a beautiful little butterfly!"
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North stares back at me, "....yeobo- you know I'm not as sharp as I used to be." I laughed. Oh my poor delicate husband.
"It means Amihan will no longer be our son, she'll be our daughter."
North Korea perked up. "Oh! Well it's about time you told us."
Amihan flinched and looked at his father rather confused. "Y-you mean you knew?" North and I nodded, "it was fairly obvious, darling." I smiled.
"Indeed. I think we knew before you did. We started saving up for your surgeries when you turned 8."
"Oh-"
I gasped, "oh! This means you'll need a closet makeover as well! Or would you rather I lend you my old clothes?" I stand up and approach my daughter, hugging her. "Uh- no- uhm, it's...not my style, but thank you." I pout, "oh okay. Maybe we could just borrow China's new boutique for a day." North laughed and stood up as well.
"Does your room need a makeover as well? Your mother is good at assembling furnitures." I laugh and lightly hit him on the chest, he takes my hand kisses my palm. "Have you thought of a new name for yourself?" He asked. Amihan shook her head, "mh, no. I don't think I want to change my name. Amihan is already a unisex name, mama said so." I nodded in agreement.
North raises a brow, "you never told me what Amihan meant." I chuckle, "it means northeast monsoon."
....let me rephrase my previous statement.
I can't wait for my daughter to create her own adventure!
But first, a journey to the boutique!
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