Volume 2

Part 1

As usual, Jiwook was always busy, he didn’t bother to watch the drama she was in.

No, it would be more accurate to say he didn’t want to watch it.

An intense romance. Kissing scenes, maybe even bed scenes.

But the problem was, when he turned on the portal app momentarily to check emails for work…

I should have just used the mail app.

Her articles plastered all over the main page was enough to catch Jiwook’s eye.

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Bed scenes?

Jiwook clicked on the article as if under a spell. His face turned cold when he saw the few screenshots he saw.

It’s just work. Just acting.

He wanted to brush it off as inconsequential, but when he saw Seowoo’s face smiling weakly as she lay there, his irritation rose to the top of his head.

In the end, he watched every episode of the drama, which he had never did before, throughout his busy business trip. He didn’t even sleep.

“It’s just work, you know.”

I know it’s work too.

But why am I so angry? 

Jiwook tightly squeezed her hand, which was loosely fumbling with the buckle.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment.

“Try it.”

He never asked about her work. He became an investor in her agency because he was curious about where she worked.

And since the day they met again, Jiwook casually dropped a word to CEO Hwang, known for his poor temper.

‘CEO Hwang, you’re doing well. Let’s have a meal next time.’

‘It’s because I’m grateful.’

It was also a kind of warning.

An unspoken pressure not to mess with Yoon Seowoo, who had entered his boundaries.

The quick-witted CEO Hwang seemed to understand the meaning behind his words in an instant.

“If you can’t do that.”

Jiwook lightly let go of the hand he had been holding onto and placed it on his shirt.

“Take off the shirt first.”

Nothing was easy.

Jiwook was the type to unknowingly strip off during every kiss, so Seowoo found situations like this unfamiliar and embarrassing. Biting her lip, Seowoo hesitated, her gaze dropped to his thick collar.

Even your neck is s*xy, Kwon Jiwook.

Am I crazy about him? There’s nothing wrong with him at all.

Just looking at him like this makes her heart thump. Just catching a whiff of a strong woody scent made her think of him.

She really liked him.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Her long fingers gradually undid the b*ttons of his shirt.

“You’re doing well.”

At his compliment, Seowoo’s ears turned bright red. Seeing her like that, Jiwook’s lips stretched into a long smile.

He raised his hand and lightly brushed her flushed ears with his hand.

“Ah…”

Perhaps due to being more nervous than usual, even a small touch sent shivers down her spine. Seowoo hunched her shoulders and bit her lip firmly.

When she finally finished unb*ttoning his shirt, Jiwook took it off and let it fall to the floor.

The couch was big, but it felt smaller with him on it.

No, from the moment he walked in, the entire house felt like it was filled with him.

“Let’s finish it.”

“That’s… um!”

She was about to say no, but Jiwook lowered his lips to nibble on her ear. As his tongue danced around her earlobe, Seowoo squirmed and grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

“Ugh…”

Maybe it was the alcohol.

Her body reacted more sensitively than usual. When the wet sounds echoed in her ears, she shivered. Her legs pressed involuntarily against his, and her soles tingled. As he nibbled on her earlobe and sucked, he moved closer and swallowed her lips again.

Then Seowoo lifted her chin slightly and parted her lips a little more. Then she carefully wrapped her hand around his head.

He smiled. She could feel the corners of his mouth lengthen as he kissed her. Seowoo pulled away, slowly opening her eyes.

Then Jiwook frowned slightly, urgently unbuckling his belt.

“There’s no other way. A man in a hurry should move.”

“…Alright, let’s do it.”

“… “

The sudden confession stopped him in his tracks. Jiwook silently gazed into her eyes. Seowoo looked more surprised than he was.

“I just wanted to say…….”

That I like you.

In truth, the words “I like you” didn’t fully express her feelings. But unable to say “I love you” to a man who doesn’t like her, it was a carefully chosen words.

“I know.”

He replied curtly.

Then Seowoo’s large eyes widened slightly.

“I know. That you like me.”

“…….”

It was an unexpected response.

She was surprised that he knew, and it was astonishing to receive such an answer, not a yes or no, to her confession.

Should I thank him for understanding my feelings?

It was a clumsy but somewhat courageous confession, and for some reason, it left her feeling melancholic. When Seowoo was trying to compose herself without showing her disappointment…

“That’s why I came here as soon as I got off the plane.”

“…”

“To congratulate you.”

“…”

Seowoo’s eyes snapped back to him at the words that made her shiver more than anything 

“Congratulations.”

The words were sincere. Seowoo closed her eyes tightly and took a breath.

Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

I’m going to end up in the hospital like this. My heart is racing too fast to calm down. 

The hot breath rushed in again.

As Jiwook slowly sucked on her soft lips, he entangled his tongue with hers. Seowoo clung to him, pulling his neck a little closer.

“Ah…”

All the emotions that had been brewing since the last time they’d seen each other at the hotel had flown away. Their breathing mingled and their saliva tangled.

Even saliva felt sweet. In the midst of that, their heated lower bodies pressed against each other.

“Ugh!”

He presses down on her waist, applying light pressure, and a loud moan escapes from their interlocked lips. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile. His gorgeous smile makes her lose her mind again.

“How was the kiss?”

He was looking down at her with raw, unfiltered eyes.

“Uh, wh-what kiss?”

“That bastard. So much has been written about him as a master kisser.”

Oh…

Seowoo suddenly understood what he was talking about.

What should I say?

Somehow, she felt like she had to give a good answer.

“I-I couldn’t… enjoy it.”

Ha.

The corners of his eyes twitched in amusement at her answer. She hadn’t seen him smile like this since they were in their twenties, and she stared at him in a daze.

“You’re good at lying.”

He said incredulously, his smile disappearing. Seowoo raised her hand and smoothed out the creases in his squinted eyes.

“Why are you acting like this today?”

Her actions were different from usual. She touched him directly and confessed.

Jiwook scrutinized her with a puzzled look.

“It feels like a dream.”

“…”

“I’m afraid you’ll disappear like that again.”

She always thought they could part ways anytime.

Even if her feelings for him are sincere, it’s a relationship that can never happen anyway.

As those words came to mind, her chest tightened again.

“Don’t worry about that.”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Focus.”

Her chin lifted at the dizzying sensation of his hand sliding in.

“I like your outfit quite a bit.”

With a smirk, he teased her with his fingertips. His hand slipped easily down her short pants, which were barely more than underwear, and his touch was unrelenting as he plunged into her folds. His fingers probed her w*tness and pushed all the way in. Squelch, squelch. An obsc*ne sound leaked out from the juices that had already flowed. As Jiwook intentionally played with his fingertips, Seowoo looked at him with a resentful gaze.

“With your body hot like thi, you talk quite a lot today.”

“Hmph.”

As if not tolerating any other thoughts, his long and thick fingers boldly delved inside. It was adorable how her excitement caused her to tighten and squeeze around the invading fingers. Because of the hot flesh clinging to his fingers, his c*ck below was throbbing. Jiwook probed the inner walls of her v*gina, and when he hit a single spot, Seowoo tilted her head back.

“Ah, mmm.”

Watching her squirm beneath him, he got a strange sense of pl*asure.

The feeling that Yoon Seowoo had become completely his. His eyes were sharp as they scanned her face.