Chapter 1

‘Kyungseo.’  

The soft look in his eyes as he gazed at her was undoubtedly filled with love. A ticklish warmth spread behind her ears, and heat surged through her body.  

‘Look at me.’  

When she lifted her gaze, his face came into view.  

‘I love you.’  

His lips descended. As she gently closed her eyes, a moist and tender tongue slowly entered her mouth. Her entire body was consumed by a thrilling sensation. Surrendering to his lead was not just a simple act—it was akin to dedicating her entire life to him, as if her personal clock revolved solely around this man.  

Every time his touch caressed her neck and his lips brushed her shoulder, her breathing became ragged. It felt like a dreamy haze, as if she were having a pleasant dream. She was learning, one by one, through this man, that such sensations and emotions existed in the world.  

‘Do you love me?’  

He always asked this question during their intimate moments. And each time, she would whisper with all her heart,  

‘I love you.’  

She enjoyed seeing the joy and affection that seeped into his eyes whenever she professed her love. He would smile faintly. His lips, which had been wandering over her shoulder, now moved downward. The pleasure of his mouth enveloping her chest sent tingles down to her toes.  

‘Haa. Haa.’  

His large hands caressed her writhing body, and by the time her n*pples were gently nibbled, her body was already wide open, yearning for him. His hands moved lower and lower. When they finally touched her most private area, she closed her eyes tightly, wrapped her hands around his head, and let out scattered breaths.  

‘Hngh.’  

Her aroused body accepted his touch so easily. Her legs parted, and her hips, trembling and rising, swayed like a female in heat. At that moment, his breathing grew heavier, and his eyes turned jet black. This was the moment when Han Minjun transformed from a kind man into a wild beast.  

She loved him most when he became a beast. She wanted him to push her harder, to drive her to her limits, and to explode in a magnificent climax. This wasn’t about her taming him; it was about how he had turned her into such a daring woman. Yes, Min Kyungseo was thoroughly tamed by Han Minjun.  

When he teased her erogenous zones and sucked on her n*pples more intensely, she went mad. Her lower abdomen quivered as if it would explode, her moans grew louder, and she clutched his shoulders and shook her body uncontrollably. Shamelessly.  

‘Ah. Ah. Hngh.’  

Sweat trickled down from her forehead. She could feel the sheets beneath her becoming damp, evidence of how intense their movements were. Especially where her hips touched, the wetness was severe. Her back arched, and she clenched around the fingers moving inside her. His eyes, bloodshot and wild like those of a beast prowling at midnight, fixed on her as he pressed and rubbed her favorite spots.  

‘There. There. Hngh.’  

When he moved his hand, her body followed. It didn’t take long before her back arched in ecstasy as she approached her climax. She hadn’t realized she was such a primal, instinct-driven human being. Considering how she effortlessly performed strange positions with him every night, it seemed true. She was faithfully learning about her body from him every day. But it wasn’t just about her body.  

She also learned how to seduce him with her eyes, where to touch him to drive him crazy, and how to respond to turn him into a beast. Their so-called s*xual compatibility was perfect. The moment his manhood entered her, her body convulsed as if it were exploding, pulling him in. He felt the same. Their s*x was flawless. They knew exactly how to desire and arouse each other.  

When his hand entered her and teased her erogenous zones, she reached her climax. She screamed, clutching the hand inside her and shaking her hips wildly. Deep inside her, something felt like it was bursting. And before this sensation faded, her favorite part would begin. He always entered her before the feeling of her climax subsided.  

As she panted heavily and spread her legs to show him, he swallowed hard and stared intently at her with his reddened eyes. Sometimes, he would use his tongue to slowly lap up the evidence of her climax. But today, he seemed particularly aroused, as he immediately positioned himself and entered her.  

What she loved about him was large, thick, and firm. It always hurt, felt overwhelming, and was difficult to handle, but among all sensations in the world, this was her favorite. She could feel him slowly entering her as her entrance stretched. Her face must have twisted in pain, but she didn’t care.  

‘Ugh.’  

Hearing his rough groan, she embraced him tightly as he filled her completely. Compared to their f*replay, his movements were rougher, and she burst into tears as if fainting. It was a duet that only the two of them could create. She loved Han Minjun.  

‘I love you, Oppa.’  

The moment she shouted those words, an indescribable pleasure enveloped her body. And then she cl*maxed.  

Kyungseo’s eyes snapped open. Her lips, which had been gasping for breath, parted, and her widened pupils trembled.  

“Ah…”  

It was a dream. It had been a long time since she last had such a vivid dream about being intimate with him. As she sat up in her tired state, she flinched. When she pulled back the blanket, both the sheets and her underwear were wet, as if she had wet herself. Her face contorted. To think that she actually cl*maxed in real life because of a dream.  

Even after all these years, whenever she dreamed about making love with Han Minjun, her body reacted as if it were real—feeling aroused, experiencing orgasms, and even climaxing. It all felt so real. Even now, deep inside her, there was an aching desire. She wanted him. Just six months of s*x had turned her into a lascivious woman, even seven years later.  

When she glanced at the clock on the bedside table, her face twisted even further. December 24th, 2:00 AM. She slumped her shoulders and sighed. This was madness. Seven years had passed since their divorce, yet every year on their wedding anniversary, she had such dreams. She didn’t want to, but she had no way of controlling her subconscious mind.  

Kyungseo got up, stripped the sheets and blanket, and threw them into the washing machine before heading to the bathroom. Each time she applied shower gel to her body, she flinched. Her body was still in an aroused state. Grimacing, she scrubbed herself harshly, trying to rid herself of the sensations. Such feelings were useless and unnecessary in life. Sensations of physical pleasure, mental pleasure—they were all pointless.  

When she turned on the cold water, her body shivered. Even as her skin turned blue and goosebumps appeared, she didn’t turn off the cold water. After finishing her icy shower, which made her hair stand on end, she left the bathroom, dressed, and checked the time.  

Today, there was an event at a client’s company. She had recently signed a one-year contract with a company called Paragon. Today was the inauguration ceremony for the company’s chairman. 

Why would someone hold an inauguration ceremony on Christmas Eve? 

The thought briefly crossed her mind, but it didn’t matter to her. This was her first corporate contract, and she hoped it would pave the way for more orders from other companies.  

With her hair tied back in a single ponytail, a hat pulled over her head, and a padded jacket on, Kyungseo grabbed her car keys and wallet on an empty stomach and left the house. It was 2:30 AM.  

***  

At 4:00 AM, Minjun woke up and left his bedroom. Although it was still pitch dark at 4:00 AM in December, the lights along the Han River could be seen beyond the living room window. With an indifferent expression, Minjun entered his home gym. Equipped with enough machinery to rival a professional health club, he began his day with exercise.  

His double-eyelid-free, sharply elongated eyes, razor-sharp nose, and thin lips gave him a smart and refined appearance. Rather than looking like a bookworm who only held a pen, he exuded a subtle sexiness. His languid gaze, in particular, made him stand out. Furthermore, his body resembled that of a powerful predator. It wasn’t overly muscular but lean and agile, giving off a dangerous vibe.  

After running for an hour, Minjun, drenched in sweat, moved on to strength training. His forearm muscles, as well as his entire physique, bulged with each lift. After completing two hours of exercise, he entered the bathroom and quickly stripped off his clothes. His sweat-soaked body was both beautiful and strong.  

After showering, he entered his dressing room. Calm and composed, he selected an outfit from the glass-door wardrobe that lined both sides of the room. Wearing a vest, coat, and carrying a bag, he stepped out of the room. His neatly styled hair, manicured nails, and subtle cologne gave him the appearance of a successful businessman. The cufflinks on his sleeves gleamed, and his pristine white shirt was without a single wrinkle—a picture of a perfect corporate executive.  

While his coffee brewed, he sat on a stool at the dining table and opened the newspaper that his assistant manager, Ahn Chiwoon, had brought. Some might question why he still read the newspaper in this day and age, but he always did.