“You should run away with me.” Satoru whispers as he presses a kiss to your lips, his hand on your hips, caressing you body as he presses yet another heated kiss to your lips.

“Forget this dumb wedding. Forget him.”

He doesn’t care you’re supposed to marry another man today. He doesn’t care how morally questionable this is.. he just wants you.

“Come on baby.. you know you want to do this.. you know you do..”