Ariel regretted her decision to knock on President Kim's door the moment he opened it. Surprise flitted over his face as his eyes graced over her from. Ariel wondered who else he was expecting to knock on his door if not her.
Ariel looked at him, as in really looked at him in return. President Kim looked like he was plucked right out of the cover of a magazine. Water was still dripping from his hair to his broad shoulders, his towel hung dangerous low over his waist. His flat nipples seemed hard from the cold water. His mouth watering body was certainly not what she expected. Ariel had only ever seen President Kim on suits, nothing that flaunted his body the way the towel did.
His abs lead to a V-line which was surrounded by a sprinkle of hair. Curiosity had her looking down and down, hoping to catch a glimpse of what was under the towel. President Kim cleared his throat and she jumped.
Ariel looked up and noticed that he had started glaring at her. She did not even notice that she was opening her mouth until she closed it. She blinked her eyes, and willed her mind to focus on his face.
Just the face Ariel, look at just the face.
She knew that a light blush would have settled over her face, as heat travelled up her skin usually fast.
"Sorry," she muttered lowly, bending her head.
She looked up slightly and saw President Kim looking at her angrily. Ariel wondered what she did. She already apologized for staring too much, but he was still angry. What an ass.
"Why are you sorry?" President Kim asked harshly. Ariel looked up and raised an eyebrow. The man was certainly confused. She opened her mouth to answer but he waved her off.
"I don't even want to know that. Why are you here?" He asked again. Ariel was a bit lost for a moment. She could not remember the reason she sought for his room and knocked on his door. His body distracted her from her purpose. It made President Kim look even more mad.
"Did you just knock on my door in the middle of the night for nothing?" President Kim asked, his eyes turned angrier, his voice sharp. Ariel was beginning to get scared.
"No, no. I am sorry," Ariel said, and then she remembered.
"I don't know where my room is. The housekeeper said she was not so sure, that the house was very big and I should ask you," Ariel said.
"Your room?" He asked, scratching on his head as though he remembered something.
"The house keeper is supposed to know where your things are, I am also new to this house. Some of my things were just moved," President Kim said.
Ariel nodded, but she wasn't still sure of what she was to do.
"Some of my things were also brought here, I just don't know which room they are in. I am also still in my wedding dress," Ariel said, gesturing to the white lacy, and itchy dress still on her body.
"Let me put on something, I will help you check," President Kim said and went back into his room. Ariel stood outside and in a few minutes, he came out in a pair of shorts.
Ariel could feel her blush building up again. The entire situation was so odd for her. She had never seen President Kim in anything but formal wear before now, and today she was seeing him in all forms of casual.
Ariel all but waddled behind President Kim as they walked around the house together. She was tired of the wedding gown and her feet were still aching, all she wanted to do was to sleep for a very long time too. And when she woke up, it would be tomorrow.
President Kim suddenly stooped and she collided with his back. She managed to retain her balance as his hands held on to hers.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"I am fine. Just a bit tired," Ariel replied. There was concern in his eyes if was comforting.
"Well, look very well next time, we can't have you bumping into everything," he said as he let her up and let go of her arms.
Ariel could feel her arms tingle at his touch, it was a bit magical to be honest.
"I wanted to ask you the color of your boxes. We can also inquire the help of the housekeeper," President Kim said.
"Oh, they should be at least five. That would make it very obvious, and there are two blacks, two browns and one pink," Ariel said as remembered packing her clothes in a very surly mood two to three days back. The wedding had not been good news for her. Her entire life changed in a moment and she had no say in it.
"Okay. Since you are tired, just sit here. I will speak to the house keeper. When I come back, I will get you something to wear," President Kim said, pointing at the white chair in the lobby. Ariel would have never thought he would be this considerate. It was surprising. He was also harsh too. He could be both sides of a coin at the same time. Ariel was not so sure she liked that.
"Thank you," she said and sat down on the chair. Ariel grew up rich, at least she thought she was rich until she met the Jangs. President Kim's house was like a palace. It looked like where the actual President should stay. She heard the housekeeper say it was not nearly as big as their family house, that since it was just for an upcoming couple. Ariel did not know what to think about that. The thought of having so much money, so much power was staggering. It was not something she wanted to get addicted to.
This was the house that her children would grow up in. That was if she had any children. The thought was chilling. President Kim laid down the rules for five years and though she was not totally listening to him, it sounded like he did not want them to have any marital relationship. That meant no children. Ariel wanted children a whole brood of them. It was another thing that this marriage had taken away from her.
Ariel settled on the chair more comfortably as the stress of the day was getting to her.
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Astra felt the soft taps draw her into consciousness. She opened her eyes with a typical laziness. The surroundings were definitely unfamiliar. Fear began to accumulate in her mind. Was she kidnapped?
"Ariel come on, wake up," she heard a voice say. It took a while for her brain to register the voice as President Kim's.
"Hmm," she grumbled as she struggled with sleep. She was so tired.
"Ariel, let's get you to the bed. You can't sleep here," President Kim said. Through her sleep hazed senses she could not tell that he was sounding annoyed.
"Leave me alone," she muttered.
"What kind of child am I forced to put up with?" He asked, Ariel knew he was not speaking to her but she heard that part.
Ariel was about to stand up on her own when she felt President Kim lifting her up from the chair and started walking down the hall. Ariel could not help the little surprised squeak that came out of her mouth. Her eyes shot open. She could no longer fall asleep.
President Kim behaved as though he did not feel her come awake and so she played the part. He carried her until he got to his room and he dropped her on his bed, carefully.
Too scared to move, she slept on the bed more comfortably.
"You can stand up now. You need to take a bath at least," President Kim said. When Ariel opened her eyes slowly, she saw that he turned away from her. He facing the opposite side. For some reason that made her like him more.
"I don't have what to wear," she complained as she stood up from the bed.
"I will get you something. Come on," he said as he directed her to the bathroom.
Ariel entered into the bathroom still in her wedding dress and stood there for a full minute. She could not get out of the dress on her own. She swallowed her pride and her shyness, counted one to ten before slightly opening the door.
"President Kim," she called. She could see that he was ravaging his wardrobe. Presumably checking for something that she could wear.
His handsome face turned to look at her and she could not help her blush. Ariel put both her hands on her cheeks in shame. She really needed to control how she felt around him.
"Yes," he answered in a low voice that Ariel could see herself getting addicted to listening to.
"Can you help me with my dress?" She asked. She had brought her hands down from her face at this point.
"Of course," President Kim said even though he did not seem sure. He dropped the clothes he was holding on to the bed and walked to her. He had such a look in his eyes that it felt like she should turn around and run. Ariel had the good sense not to do that though. She was rooted in one spot as he came to her.
"You know you have to turn around for me to help you right?" President Kim asked with a teasing smile. He had a predatory gleam in his eye that she was not sure what to make of it.
Ariel almost wanted to tell him that he should not worry that she would figure out her dress, but she knew that she couldn't figure out the corset tied behind her back. For a moment, it occurred to her that he might not know what to do either. The thought flew as he was better than someone who was not seeing the designs.
Ariel took a few steps outside of the bathroom and turned her back to President Kim. She was thinking that if she had planned the wedding on her own, she definitely would not have picked such a complicated design.
President Kim seemed to stare at her back for a while. He wasn't touching anything. Hell, he wasn't doing anything, just looking.
"Can't you do it?" Ariel asked, in a small voice.
"I am fine," President Kim replied gruffly and she nodded. She hoped that he would not be able to do it so she could meet the house keeper. Life had other plans though.
President Kim's touch on her back was so light that at first she did not feel it, and then suddenly she was feeling it too much. It felt like he was wrapping her in his cocoon when it was only his hand on her back. His finger nail lightly grazed her back and she instinctively arched to him as he loosed one string.
It didn't feel like he was losing a corset, but something much more erotic. The second, third and fourth strings came off slowly and torturously too. She was moving in ways that she knew she shouldn't move when someone was just helping you lose your dress. Ariel was so into the moment, she was getting aroused even that she didn't know when the last string pulled and the upper part of the dress went down.
Ariel let out a gasp as air hit her upper body and tightened her nipples. She immediately tried to gather her dress but stopped at President Kin's voice.
"Don't," he said low and dangerous. Ariel's arms went back to her side. President Kim started to lose the pins in her hair one by one and the mass of her hair came tumbling down her back.
Ariel was not sure of what to do, or what to think. She was naked from waist up in front of her new husband and almost painfully aroused.