The Stolen Kiss

Jina's POV

As the morning sun gently casting a warm glow around the room, I sensed myself slowly regained consciousness. Blinking my eyes open, I found myself lying on the bed,my head throbbed with a dull ache, and my body felt a bit weak and heavy.

I opened my eyes gradually, hearing the cooking sound and the smell of freshly squeezed orange juice.

I tried to seat back up on the bed. I was feeling a little bit better and I was so hungry that I could eat a horse alone. My fever went down gradually through perspiration at the dawn.

I looked around and saw my clothes neatly arranged near the bedside without any dirt on them. I also saw a glass of orange juice infront of me as an appetizer, alluring me to devour the next course of the breakfast menue.

I took the glass.

"Thanks! "

I raised it a bit at the direction of the mysterious guy and said in a loud mocking tone. He was cooking something in the kitchen as I was hearing the buzzing noise of frying something on the pan. The smel