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Woohyeok approached silently, his gaze fixed on Soobin’s graceful form.

“I told you to have fun, but I didn’t mean to stay here all day.”

Soobin, drying herself with a towel, smiled seductively at the sound of his voice.

“The water was so warm, I didn’t want to get out.”

She walked towards him, her underwear clinging to her wet skin. She met his gaze as his eyes swept over her body. She leaned forward slightly.

“After seeing everything last night, is there anything else you’re curious about?”

“Good things never get old, no matter how many times you see them. Besides, you’re practically parading yourself in front of me.”

There was an undeniable eroticism to her wet form. In contrast, her clean, make-up-free face looked surprisingly young.

The marks he had left on her body last night were even darker now. He had noticed her delicate skin when he had nibbled on it. Now some areas were darkly bruised.

“Why do you worry about what you did? Are you the type to have regrets?”

“Were you waiting for me?”

“No. I was just swimming.”

“All the time?”

“The sandwich was good. You’re lucky. Living with someone like Butler Choi.”

It seemed they had exchanged names while he was away.

It wasn’t the first time a woman had made such a strong pass at him, so he wasn’t particularly upset. But her blatant flirting, so different from her initial demeanor, continued to pique his interest. And her pale skin, barely concealed by her underwear, was undoubtedly tempting.

As if aware of his thoughts, Soobin crossed her arms over her chest, pressing her breasts together. She took another half-step closer, closing the distance between them.

“Should I go?”

There was no trace of regret in her clear voice.

It took courage to be so bold at her age. And the fact that she had stayed on after he had made his intentions clear to her that morning, suggested that she was no ordinary woman.

Other women who had been with him had been at least somewhat cautious. But he sensed no such hesitation in Soobin.

“You must be quite bold to stand before me like this.”

“Is there any point in hiding now?”

“Butler Choi must have seen you like this.”

“Not at all. He’s a gentleman. He gave me a warning cough and I put on my robe. I don’t show myself to just anyone.”

“So I’m not just anyone?”

Soobin tilted her head back, her nose almost touching his chin, and held his gaze.

Woohyeok’s nostrils flared at the sweet scent emanating from her wet skin. She finally exhaled, a soft, hoarse breath.

“Last night was certainly… memorable.”

Woohyeok’s eyebrow twitched involuntarily as she ran her hand down his lower abdomen.

“I liked it.”

She squeezed him gently, almost making him moan. He let out an incredulous chuckle as she pulled her hand away and turned.

She picked up a towel and held it out to him. After a moment of silent staring, Woohyeok was the first to move.

After taking the towel, Woohyeok approached Soobin. She had her back to him, pushing her wet hair over her shoulder, and looked down at her slender neckline.

“I’d heard the rumors, but I didn’t realize it would be like this.”

He began to dry the water that ran down her smooth back.

“Rumors are usually exaggerated. It… tickles.”

She squirmed as he moved the towel down her back to her slender waist.

“Sometimes rumors don’t capture the full truth.”

Woohyeok stopped with his hand just above her hips. His gaze was fixed on Soobin’s exposed neck, his tongue tracing his lower lip as he swallowed. 

Without realizing it, Woohyeok leaned forward, his lips parted, ready to claim her neck. But then he snapped out of it and straightened his back. He draped the towel over her neck and took a step back. 

Soobin turned her head, a confused look on her face.

“Why?”

Why? Where did this nine-tailed fox come from?

He turned away, his deep voice reaching her ears.

“Butler Choi will show you the way out.”

Just as he started to walk away, she caught his sleeve.

“I’m curious. What haven’t the rumors captured? And…

“……”

“I wonder if there’s anything else you didn’t show me last night.”

Soobin blocked Woohyeok’s path with her slender, seductive body. Her eyes narrowed seductively. She cupped his chin with one hand and pulled him gently towards her face. 

“I want to kiss you.”

As her words fell, soft as the delicate pink of a cherry blossom blooming in the warm spring air, her lips brushed against Woohyeok’s, a light caress.

Soobin, her heels slightly raised, grabbed his jacket lapels with both hands. Her tongue slipped between his tightly closed lips. But unlike yesterday, he didn’t respond, and she slowly opened her eyes.

A shiver ran down her spine as she recoiled from the sudden chill in his eyes.

His eyes had already calmed, their intensity diminished.

“Let’s say goodbye here.”

He turned away again, his voice laced with false politeness.

Soobin watched him go, her body stiffening, her lips pressed together. His unexpected coldness overwhelmed her, leaving her speechless.

There will be another chance.

She clenched her fists, unable to move. She couldn’t afford to be reckless in this situation. One false move could cost her everything.

But she couldn’t back down now.

Closing her eyes, she steeled her resolve and started after him, her pace quickening.

Woohyeok turned at the sound of her approach. His gaze fell indifferently on her face, her wet hair clinging to her skin.

“You must take responsibility for leaving me alone like this.”

Undeterred by his gaze, she reached out and grabbed his lapels, her grip even tighter than before.

“Responsibility?”

“Yes. Responsibility. I’m not… satisfied yet.”

The corners of Woohyeok’s lips twitched. He could still see her writhing beneath him, her body convulsing with pleasure.

Soobin flinched slightly as he reached for her. His hand, momentarily paused in mid-air, continued its slow approach, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear.

“Take it off.”

“What?”

“Take them off. Your underwear. It’s distracting.”

“……”

His tone was firm, leaving no room for misinterpretation.

Soobin’s eyes darted around, taking in their surroundings. They were on high ground, surrounded by a high wall. It was unlikely that anyone could see them from the outside. Butler Choi was nearby, but he wouldn’t pry.

Still, she hesitated to expose herself completely outdoors.

Woohyeok smiled, his eyes cold as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away from his jacket.

“Suit yourself.”

A soft thud, like something wet hitting the ground, broke the silence. Woohyeok, who had been about to move away, stopped and turned his head slightly. 

He watched as Soobin bent down. Her legs rubbed against each other as she used her toes to push off the last of her underwear. His eyes narrowed.

“Is it okay now?”

A flush crept up her skin, giving her pale complexion a healthy glow.

Soobin, one arm shielding her chest, held her shoulders tightly, unable to completely hide her shame, her gaze lowered. 

Why is she making that face? It makes me want to torment her.

He moved closer, his hand resting on the small of her back, then sliding down between her smooth buttocks. He cupped one cheek and lifted it.

Soobin met his gaze, her eyes narrowing as she was pulled close to his body.

“Touch me again.”

There was command in his voice.

“Excuse me?”

“The place you touched so eagerly before.”

She knew exactly what he meant, but didn’t react immediately. Some invisible force seemed to hold her back.

But she couldn’t just stand there. She had swallowed her pride and humiliated herself to get this far. She couldn’t let him turn her back again.

She laid her hand on his hardened length. It was even larger than before, too thick to fit comfortably in her hand. It seemed his tastes were… peculiar.

“You have unusual tastes.”

Woohyeok chuckled as she spoke, her fingers fiddling with it.

“So do you, it seems. You obey so easily when I tell you to undress and touch me.”

Not to be outdone by his sarcasm, Soobin smiled.

“I told you. I liked it.”