Inha and Seol-ah, somewhat taken aback, suddenly realized that they would be receiving salaries from both companies during the period. It was an unexpected but welcome development.

However, one person looked utterly miserable, exhaling in frustration—none other than Lee Jung-jae. As a newly assigned employee to the marketing team, Jung-jae now found himself in a position where he would have to assist Inha and Seol-ah, much to his dismay. Little did he know, this was all part of Hwi-gang’s plan for Seol-ah’s revenge.

“Oh my, this is like hitting the jackpot! We’re in for a windfall!”

Inha whispered to Seol-ah, barely able to contain her excitement, her lips twitching with glee.

However, Seol-ah couldn’t fully share in the excitement. She felt uneasy, suspecting that Hwi-gang might be pushing himself too hard just to help her.

“It’s good, but…”

“But what? Is there a problem? Why do you look like that? Oh, wait, is it because you can’t stand seeing that jerk’s face?”

Inha asked, glancing at Jung-jae.

Seol-ah sighed deeply in response, unable to put her feelings into words. Noticing her mood, Inha leaned closer to comfort her and grinned mischievously.

“This is the perfect chance to give that guy a taste of his own medicine. So don’t hold back—just crush him. In terms of position and responsibilities, you’re his superior here. He’s just a rookie, a nobody. I’m definitely going to make him pay.”

Seol-ah smiled bitterly, not entirely comfortable with the idea. She glanced briefly at Jung-jae’s gloomy face but ignored it for now. As the meeting wrapped up, Seol-ah began gathering her documents.

“Manager, I have a lunch appointment.”

“Oh, right, you mentioned that earlier. Is it with your boyfriend, by any chance?”

“Yes, we’re having lunch together.”

“Got it. Well, I’ll see you back at the office this afternoon. I’m dying to know who your boyfriend is, but I’ll hold back. Introduce him to me as soon as you can.”

“I will, I promise.”

“Enjoy your meal and take your time. I’ll let the director know if you’re running late.”

“Thank you, Manager,” Seol-ah replied with a grateful smile.

As Inha left the meeting room, Seol-ah gathered her things when Hwi-gang approached her.

“Team Leader Jin Seol-ah, I need to have a word with you. Please stay behind for a moment.”

“Uh, sure… okay.”

Seol-ah replied, flustered. No one else found the request odd, but Seol-ah’s face turned red as she nervously glanced around. Jung-jae, who was leaving the room, shot them a suspicious look before finally exiting.

Once the door closed, Hwi-gang stood up and walked over to it. Seol-ah watched him, curious about what he was planning. Then, to her surprise, Hwi-gang locked the door with a soft click. That wasn’t all—he pulled down every blind and turned off the main lights, leaving only a dim, indirect glow illuminating the room.

The spacious meeting room now felt more like a cinema, the atmosphere suddenly intimate. Seol-ah could hardly keep her racing heart under control.

‘Calm down, heart. Nothing’s going to happen. We’re just going to have lunch together,’ she told herself, trying to steady her nerves.

As Seol-ah tried to calm her racing heart, Hwi-gang approached her. Instead of sitting in the chair next to her, he sat on the table’s edge and looked down at her intently.

Seol-ah’s heart began racing out of control again.

“W-we were supposed to go eat, right?”

“We were.”

“Then why did you lock the door and close all the blinds?”

“Hm, good question. Why do you think I did that?”

Hwi-gang stretched out his long arm and his big hand brushed gently against her cheek. He played gently with a strand of her hair before suddenly grabbing her arms and pulling her onto his lap.

“Ah!”

Seol-ah gasped in surprise and started to hiccup again. She swallowed nervously as she felt the firmness of his body beneath her, her heart pounding harder as if it were about to jump out of her chest.

He touched her cheek. As his fingertips gently touched her hair, he suddenly grabbed both her arms and sat her on his thighs.   

“Huh!”   

Surprised, Seol-ah started to hiccup again.  When she felt Hwi-gang’s hard p*nis between her thighs, Seol-ah’s throat closed up. Her heart was beating so hard it threatened to jump out of her mouth.    

Thump!

“Ugh!” 

As Hwi-gang tightened his grip around Seol-ah’s waist, her body bent backward. Lowering his head, Hwi-gang looked into Seol-ah’s eyes as she breathed heavily and slowly closed them. Seol-ah’s eyes closed instinctively as well.  Soon Hwi-gang’s soft lips were covering Seol-ah’s.

A sweet kiss followed. Seol-ah knew that they were in the meeting room and that they shouldn’t be doing anything so intimate. But the line between reason and desire was dangerously thin.

The sound of lips brushing and s*cking echoed through the quiet meeting room.  Soon Hwi-gang’s tongue was in her open mouth, and between her legs, his er*ect p*nis was poking at her secret place.   

Seol-ah didn’t usually wear skirts very often, but since she started seeing Hwi-gang, she found herself in one almost every day. She knew exactly why she always chose skirts every morning, even when she hesitated between trousers and skirts. She wished she could ignore the reason, but it was impossible to deny.

In a situation like today, a skirt easily removes the barrier of clothing between them, making everything feel more accessible and intimate.

“Hmph, Hwi-gang.” 

With a voice like that, a look like that, and a hot body like that rubbing against hers, she can’t stand it.   

Hwi-gang unzipped his trousers. He pulled down his drawers, revealing his bulging p*nis. Seol-ah’s legs were already spread wide. He reached down and pulled her panties aside, his fingers slipping easily into her wet p*ssy.   

When he heard a squeak, he pulled his finger out. Then he licked her juices off his finger with his tongue. The sight was so sexy that Seol-ah’s pupils dilated.

“I hadn’t planned to go all the way, but now there’s no way to stop.”

Hwi-gang stood up with Seol-ah in his arms, spun her around half a turn, and lifted her onto the conference table. Her skirt was rolled up to her waist and her panties, which had been tossed to the side, somehow slipped between her legs and into Hwi-gang’s pocket.

A shiver ran down Hwi-gang’s spine as she crossed her legs and lifted them onto the table, spreading her l*bia.  It was such an embarrassing pose that she closed her eyes tightly.   

As her p*ssy opened wide, Hwi-gang slowly lowered himself. His fingertips stroked her wet p*ssy and suddenly began to lick greedily.

Seol-ah threw her head back, barely holding back the scream that escaped her.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against her cl*t and flicked it with his tongue, causing her hot juices to spill out in a rush. A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine as her lower abdomen tensed and she s*cked down until she made a gurgling sound.   

At that pace, she was going to climax any minute, so Seol-ah pushed her hips back against Hwi-gang’s face.   

“Ha-ha, Hwi-gang, Hwi-gang… stop… please…”

It was a company meeting room, but no one was there.