The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

The sun began to set, and nightfall soon came.

The bedroom at the Holdens’ house was huge, and so was the bed. After Corinne was brought there, Jeremy passed her over to some maids and instructed them, “Get her ready.”

The maids rushed forward and washed her face before putting some makeup on her. Then, she was dressed in a traditional white wedding dress, complete with a veil that covered her face. Since her vision was blurred by the veil, Corinne could see only a patch of white in front of her. As soon as she looked down, however, she saw his expensive, beautifully-crafted leather shoes near her feet.

The man’s deep, cello-like voice rang in her ears. “Cooperate with me. I won’t do anything to you.”

Behind his rather soothing tone was a strong sense of unseen pressure.

At that moment, Corinne was well aware that there was nowhere on earth she could run to. After all, if he could locate her home, he could easily find her regardless of where she ran off to.

Corinne gritted her teeth. “Fine. I’ll cooperate with you. This is the price I have to pay for messing with you. You need to give me an exact timeline though, and by that, I mean, how long do you expect me to cooperate with you? Once it’s time up, we’ll go our separate ways without ever seeing each other again.”

Jeremy was not romantically interested in her either, so he coldly replied, “Three months.”

Three months was sufficient time for his grandfather to recover from the surgery, and besides, he did not want to get involved with this woman for too long.

“Deal!” Three months was not too long nor too short, and Corinne was more or less able to accept that duration. She then took the initiative to hold the man’s hand.

“Let’s go, mister! It’s time to marry you!”

Jeremy froze slightly and glanced down at Corinne holding his hand. To his surprise, he was not particularly averse to her touch, despite his usual disinclination for physical contact.

Corinne’s hands were dainty and soft to the touch.

…

The Holdens arranged a grand yet traditional wedding. Corinne and Jeremy walked into the banquet hall to partake in the simple wedding ceremony. She was later sent to a room with an atmosphere that screamed ‘newlyweds’.

of the bed. Since she had not taken off her white

and he said coldly. “You can relax now. There’s no need for us to play-pretend at

not

into view. Her delicate

to wonder if she

to tilt slightly to one side. In turn, her

so as not

frowned but did

time he saw her true face without any makeup, and a look of awe appeared deep

the god-awful makeup,

because she had caught a whiff of a stranger’s scent lingering too close to her. It was

fear, “What are you doing, mister? I should warn you that men are supposed to keep their hands off of women. This marriage isn’t real. It’s an act!”

the moment she opened her eyes. Had he not been considerate enough to reach out and

narrowed his eyes. “Who told

“Are you trying to go back on your word, mister? We agreed to end this relationship in

months.” Jeremy smirked. “But I don’t remember promising that nothing will happen between

he finished his sentence. There was a thin layer of calluses on his rough fingertips, which exuded a dangerous sense of power, along with a strong sense

like some rascal?” Corinne stared at him and shook her head vigorously, but that was not enough to break free from his

he let go

might have been able to breathe a sigh of relief, but she was nonetheless pissed. “Heh. Glad I can sleep

she calling old and energetic?’

raised his hand and poked Jeremy’s chest. “Could you please step aside, mister? I’m sleepy, so I’m going to

condescendingly without moving away. Corinne remained

her head raised high,

stepped out of the bathtub, Corinne realized how embarrassing of a situation she was in. It was only after she was done with her bath that she realized she did not bring with her the clothes that she

wear

out from the bathroom door, where she saw Jeremy still sitting there on

hand me the clothes I wore