His expression was incredibly calm. Hyunseo realized Gyeom was only worried about her reduced sleep. 

Embarrassed that she’d been thinking something completely different on her own, she deliberately curled her lips up hard.

“Want some water?”

“Sure.”

“Sit down for a bit. Here.”

Gyeom sat on the edge of the bed without declining. Hyunseo, who handed him the water bottle she’d taken from the refrigerator, gave up on sitting down and stood quite far away. Her hesitant eyes naturally turned to Gyeom.

She watched every detail of him opening the cap without much effort, tilting his head back and pouring water into his mouth.

‘What does it matter?’ she thought. ‘He watched me the whole time I was eating earlier too.’

Defiance was only a small part of it. Not looking at that man whose even his protruding Adam’s apple was wonderful made no sense.

She kept being conscious of him. The shirt front he’d quickly unbuttoned earlier, the glimpse of his firm chest.

“…D*mn.”

Water suddenly spilled and ran down Gyeom’s lips. Hyunseo hurried to the bathroom and brought a towel.

“I’m strangely nervous.”

She bit down on her lower lip. The fingertips that touched when she handed over the towel stung.

“Did you stare at me wanting me to do that?”

A meaningful gaze watched her. His pitch-black eyes, mysteriously languid, somehow had a seductive air. She became conscious of the extremely quiet room only then. She was afraid her heartbeat would be heard.

She couldn’t say anything. Even though she knew she should say something quickly to avoid becoming more awkward, her lips wouldn’t part. She tried desperately to just avoid his gaze. Her wrist was caught again.

“Why are you standing? Don’t your legs hurt?”

“Ah, I’m fi—”

“If you keep doing this, I’ll be in trouble.”

What Hyunseo discovered while being pulled by Gyeom was his barely visible furrowed brow.

Not understanding what he meant, she stared at him then squeezed her eyes shut. When she opened them again, his face was right above hers. Only after being trapped in his arms did she realize she’d been laid down on the bed.

Bewitching black eyes looked down at her. His expression, significantly more relaxed than usual, was languid. She couldn’t believe it. He made her extremely tense just by slightly loosening his eyes.

The atmosphere changed in an instant. No, the tension that had been building all along finally reached its peak.

Her entire body was unbearably hot. Even breathing properly became difficult.

She thought about it. If by any chance Gyeom tried to do something to her, she wouldn’t be able to refuse. Definitely.

“Listen carefully. When I leave.”

“…”

“Don’t open the door again. Even if someone knocks, absolutely not.”

Gyeom, who let out a tightly locked husky voice, immediately got up swiftly. Hyunseo couldn’t stop him as he grabbed his discarded jacket and left the room just like that.

The door closed firmly. Though she soon lost even the faint sound of his footsteps, the afterimage still remained. She recalled his face looking down at her intently. 

Every line was excessively perfect.

“Ah…”

When she recalled his suggestive gaze, the area around her lower abdomen tightened dully. Heat immediately rose to the nape of her neck.

Hyunseo let out a m*an without realizing it.

At some point, whenever she thought of Gyeom, strange reactions arose in her body. She kept getting hot here and there and became breathless. Even between her legs felt flushed.

It probably started then. The moment she’d been clumsily held in his arms as he roughly pulled her. From that moment, she’d definitely come to recognize him as a s*xual being.

She couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the sensation of his firm body felt through their clothes. Because her heart beat crazily at his masculine scent.

She dared to imagine. Those red lips with their beautiful lines—what would it feel like to touch them? Really.

Even with just a brief imagination, the heat became more serious. Biting her lips at the unusual trembling felt on the inside of her thighs, she hurriedly sat up. She had to calm down. Before it became more troublesome.

***

“…I need to sleep.”

She came out after quickly showering and lay on the bed. But Hyunseo couldn’t easily fall asleep.

Gyeom’s image wouldn’t leave her sight. He wouldn’t disappear no matter how much cold water she poured over herself, and it was the same even when she buried her face in the pillow this way and that. 

Unable to bear her irregularly beating heart, she finally turned on the light and approached the window, slightly drawing back the curtain. Outside where the rain had stopped, only darkness filled the space.

Hm…?

Her gaze, which had been blankly spaced out, suddenly turned toward the door. She thought she’d just heard a very small knocking sound. 

It was so small and faint that she wouldn’t have noticed if she hadn’t been paying attention, but that didn’t apply to Hyunseo right now. Because all her nerves were on edge.

Her hesitation wasn’t long. Soon walking toward the door, she immediately grabbed and turned the handle.

When she realized she should have asked who it was, she’d already opened it. Actually, proving her intuition that she didn’t feel the need to do so, Gyeom appeared before her eyes. His expression was stiff.

“I told you not to open it.”

Unlike his sharp rebuke, he entered inside like he’d been waiting. Hyunseo, who unconsciously stepped back, soon bumped her back against the wall and stopped moving. 

He approached right in front of her and spoke again, “Why did you just open it?”

“Well…”

“It’s dangerous. Didn’t you even ask who it was?”

“I thought it would be you, Executive Director.”

“That sounds exactly like you were waiting.”

She didn’t answer. Gyeom wasn’t someone who wouldn’t realize that silence meant affirmation.

“Really? Were you waiting for me?”

Along with the gentle interrogation, Gyeom stealthily pressed his body against hers. She felt him fully, filled with heat.

He seemed to have just finished showering. If not, his fragrant scent, clear face, and still-wet drooping hair couldn’t be explained. Before Hyunseo could ask anything, Gyeom’s lips opened on their own.

“No matter how much I wash, it doesn’t solve it. It won’t go down.”

“…What won’t?”

“You know. Can’t you feel this?”

At his lower body touching more explicitly, Hyunseo held her breath. The degree of hardness was beyond imagination, so she was completely speechless. His bulging member was overwhelmingly large from its size alone.

To feel it this well even through clothes, she couldn’t quite control her surprised heart.

She wanted to avoid his gaze out of embarrassment, but it didn’t go as she wished. She couldn’t believe Gyeom looked so excited.

It was incredible. A man who made her wet between her legs just with his indecent gaze staring intently.

Of course, the influence of his member was considerable too. Because he kept obscenely rubbing it while pressed close.

“What do you think? I think Ms. Do Hyunseo is definitely responsible for this.”

She became certain. That the s*xual tension she felt earlier wasn’t just her own delusion at all.

Hyunseo didn’t know why she was glad about that. Precisely, her heart was full just thinking about Gyeom in front of her right now. 

Unbearable heat rose throughout her body. Her bombarded heart pounded and throbbed.

“Have you sobered up from the alcohol?”

“I wasn’t even drunk to begin with.”

“Then, you won’t be able to sleep well.”

“Probably not.”

“Could I… be of help…?”

The moment she carefully spoke, Hyunseo felt it. That his throbbing member had grown even larger.

She also realized it was irreversible after seeing his flashing pitch-black eyes. Even so, she found herself strangely unfamiliar for not being anxious at all. 

‘Where does this come from? This kind of courage.’

“You will. Definitely.”

With the low voice at the end, their lips overlapped. At the sudden warmth, she squeezed her eyes shut.

The tongue that penetrated without warning was just the beginning. Before she could be surprised by the hot, moist flesh, she felt him strongly embrace her waist and trembled in her shoulders. The inside of her mouth was sucked intensely.

“Mm, mmph…”

It was quite a frantic kiss. She couldn’t help but be surprised by his rough momentum constantly sweeping and stabbing everywhere inside her tender mucous membranes. He bound her so strongly that she worried her tongue root might be pulled out.

She quickly became breathless. Each time she barely breathed, her heart helplessly trembled at the cool mint scent. More than that, his tongue moving violently every moment kept shaking her.

Sweet, hot, rough yet soft—his tongue wandering around inside her mouth truly left her at a loss. Her vision was completely dizzy.

“Hah…”

He twisted his head and swept in even deeper. What she repeatedly realized while letting out short m*ans through their wetly interlocked lips was that he was surprisingly rough.

He definitely was. Gyeom was giving a bold kiss that didn’t match his usual image of being upright, gentle, and in some ways even ascetic.

Though he was overwhelming with how relentlessly he pressed on, she couldn’t push him away. Not just because she was already trapped in his arms unable to move.

She didn’t want to separate. Hyunseo’s honest feeling was that she didn’t want to withdraw her lips touching his, her tongue caught by him and being licked and sucked to his heart’s content.

‘I never even imagined I’d be in this situation.’

Was it because it felt too unreal? Was that why her heart kept pounding so hard right now?

It beat so hard that even her ears became distant. She even felt like it hurt, and as she furrowed her brow, she took rough breaths through the gap when their lips separated. 

Even in this moment, Gyeom’s face, nothing short of beautiful, filled her trembling vision.

“I can’t hold it all.”

“What…?”

“Strange. My hands are pretty big.”

There was no need to ask what he meant. Hyunseo bit her lower lip looking at him already grasping one of her br*asts. More than the fiddling touch, his gaze boring down was more indecent.

“Can I s*ck it?”

“Ah…”

“Should I have asked before putting my hand inside your clothes?”

Though he spoke like he regretted it, he’d already lifted her bra. Hyunseo fully sensed the desire lurking all over his face as he gently kneaded the soft flesh like rice cake with his palm.

His pitch-black eyes blazing with heat were extremely seductive. He, constantly wetting his lips with his tongue, looked like someone desperate to s*ck right away.

Of course, even if that weren’t the case, she had no intention of refusing. Because every moment he touched her, her body heated up like it was melting. Even her legs were trembling.

“Just…”

“Mm?”

“Don’t ask, just do it…”

Hyunseo, who almost let out a m*an because Gyeom kept pressing the hardened peak with his fingers, held back and whispered softly. 

It was then that Gyeom, who seemed to smile faintly, lifted her up.

Laid on the bed in an instant, she stopped breathing the next moment. Her eyes shook wildly, flustered at Gyeom quickly stripping off his clothes.

His broad shoulders, firm chest, and sculptured abs weren’t the problem. She tried to avert her gaze from his huge member but ended up caught.

“Can I take off your clothes too? Ah, you said not to ask.”

Her top was quickly lifted. Hyunseo barely stopped him as he tried to unhook her bra clasp.

“Um, the light…”

“I don’t want to.”

“…What?”

“I want to do it while looking at Ms. Do Hyunseo’s face. Is that not okay?”

His tone was polite. But it definitely couldn’t be seen as a suggestion. Because she felt there was no choice.

His resolute expression was like that, and his firm gaze was like that.

But setting all this aside, Hyunseo had no choice but to obediently withdraw the hand she’d raised to stop him. Because her desire to see his face was no less than his.