DA 13

Su-jeong scanned the screen intently.

Unlike Su-jeong, who was brightly lit by the indoor fluorescent lights, Seong-chan seemed to be outside. The video quality was grainy and the colors desaturated.

Had he gone out somewhere?

His clothes were too casual for an important occasion, but too dressed up for a quick errand.

In short, it looked like a typical date outfit.

Seeing nothing else revealing in his appearance, Su-jeong replied indifferently,

“I don’t know.”

– Really? You really don’t know?

The man chuckled as if amused.

Then he raised his mobile over his head.

Huh?

A familiar scene appeared on the screen. Su-jeong’s indifferent expression slowly changed to one of surprise.

“Don’t tell me…”

Su-jeong stood up abruptly and Seong-chan chuckled softly.

– You guessed it.

He was standing in front of Wings Apparel.

***

As soon as Su-jeong ran out of the headquarters, she saw Ju Seong-chan casually sitting on the hood of his car.

He waved and said ‘Hi, honey’, making Su-jeong jump.

Of all places, why here?

It was an unexpected visit.

Su-jeong, worried that someone might see them, grabbed his wrist and dragged him back into the building.

“What are you doing here?”

Su-jeong demanded as she led Seong-chan into her office. He looked around leisurely, fiddling with one of the bouquets he had sent.

“What do you mean, what am I doing here? I came because I missed you. By the way, you kept all the flowers I sent you? I’m touched.”

“Don’t change the subject. Is that really why you’re here?”

“Hmm, why?”

Seong-chan grinned mischievously.

“Do you want there to be another reason?”

There was a subtle hint in his words. Su-jeong glared at him and Seong-chan chuckled and finally came to the point.

“Just kidding. I came to ask you out on a date.”

“A date?”

“Yes, a date. That’s what couples do, right?”

“And you just turn up unannounced?”

“If I had called you, you would have said you were busy.”

“…….”

…… He wasn’t wrong.

Su-jeong blinked, speechless, and Seong-chan, taking her silence as agreement, smiled. Seeing his determined expression, Su-jeong knew that he wouldn’t have left even if she had told him to. She gave up.

Just when she thought she was getting used to him, he would find a new way to make her uncomfortable. He was unpredictable.

“Fine, just take a seat on that sofa over there. I’ll be done in half an hour. And in the meantime…”

She was about to warn him to stay put and not cause any trouble when she saw the man’s two hands brush past her waist and grip the desk, and her words trailed off.

She definitely had the feeling that she’d been in this situation before.

For some unknown reason, a sense of déjà vu washed over her.

When she turned around, Seong-chan, who had somehow closed the distance to almost nothing, was standing right there, looming over her. With her back to the desk, Su-jeong was undoubtedly trapped in his arms.

“How did you know that this was one of my fantasies?”

Seong-chan grinned and tilted his head.

“And why are you dressed so sexily today, hmm? You’re making me excited.”

Sexily?

Su-jeong looked down at her outfit.

She was wearing a modest blouse and a long, high-waisted skirt. She even wore black stockings so that her legs weren’t exposed.

It was a perfectly appropriate outfit without any unnecessary exposure.

What was sexy about it?

“It’s just a normal office outfit. What’s sexy about it?”

Su-jeong asked, genuinely confused, but Seong-chan’s look remained heated.

“You have no idea. Simple outfits like this are the sexiest, you know?”

He poked her thigh with his index finger.

Su-jeong, startled by his finger tracing a line down the hem of her skirt, grabbed his wrist.

“This is my office.”

“We’re the only ones here.”

“And I’m the CEO.”

“Oh, you want to role play? I’m into that too.”

“What?”

“How about a new employee being scolded by the CEO?”

Su-jeong was speechless at his blatant sexual innuendo.

What the hell is wrong with this pervert?

She was so stunned that she couldn’t even speak. Seong-chan, seeing her speechless, grinned and leaned closer.

“Shall we continue, CEO?”

“Absolutely not. Take your hands off me.”

“Oh, are you embarrassed because it’s too bright? Shall I turn off the lights, CEO?”

“I said get your hands off me.”

They tussled, Seong-chan trying to get his hand up her skirt and Su-jeong trying to stop him,

Buzz.

“……!”

The sound of the automatic door opening came from outside the office. In a panic, Su-jeong kicked Seong-chan’s shin with the toe of her shoe.

“Ouch!“

Caught off guard, Seong-chan crumpled to the floor.

“Wow, does being scolded include physical violence?”

He was still joking, which only made Su-jeong more frustrated.

“What are you talking about! Get down, get down!”

Su-jeong quickly sat down in her chair and shoved Seong-chan under her desk.

Knock, knock.

The person who had entered the office knocked on the glass wall. The door opened and a head poked in.

“CEO……?”

It was Hye-mi.

“Oh, oh! Secretary Oh.”

“You haven’t finished work yet?”

“Uh, yeah. I-I still have some work to do. What about you, Secretary Oh?”

“Oh, that’s it.”

Hye-mi stepped into the office and walked over to Su-jeong. She explained that she had stopped by to pick up a personal item that she had left behind as she was having dinner nearby before heading home.

“Oh, I-is that so?”

Su-jeong was flustered by Hye-mi’s approach, but tried to remain calm.

Fortunately, Hye-mi seemed to be completely unaware of anything suspicious.

Su-jeong was grateful for the modesty panel under her desk. She sighed in relief and silently thanked any deity that might be listening.

“It’s getting late. You should hurry up and find it, ugh!“

Su-jeong, trying to get her secretary to leave quickly, let out a moan and flinched.

Hye-mi’s eyes widened at her sudden reaction.

“C-CEO? What’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“No, no! I’m fine!”

As Hye-mi approached with a worried look on her face, Su-jeong desperately held out her hand.

“It’s, it’s, uh… that’s right, my, my gastritis…”

“What? Gastritis? I thought you were better, but it’s coming back?”

“Y-yes.”

It was a plausible lie, as Su-jeong had suffered from stress-induced gastritis a few times before.

Her naive and kind secretary believed her without question.

“You must be in so much pain… What should we do…”

Su-jeong gritted her teeth when she saw Hye-mi’s worried expression.

‘Ju Seong-chan!’

So that’s why he was so quiet!

Suddenly, without warning, he had spread her legs as he crouched under the desk.

She looked down and saw Seong-chan smiling at her from between her legs.

‘I don’t know what you’re planning, but don’t do it. Whatever it is.’

She gave him a silent warning with her eyes, but he didn’t even flinch. Instead, he rested his head on her thigh and looked up at her defiantly. His eyes, full of mischief, provoked Su-jeong as if to say, ‘And what are you going to do if I don’t stay still?’

Still looking up at her, he turned his head slightly. His breath tickled her stocking-clad thigh, near the inside of her knee.

‘What is he doing?’

As his lips brushed against her skin, Su-jeong pushed him away with her thigh. In response, he bit lightly into the soft flesh at the back of her knee.

“……!”

Goosebumps broke out on her legs. Su-jeong shuddered.

‘This crazy guy!

Fortunately, Hye-mi was looking at the large flower arrangement on the desk.

“Oh, right, CEO. About, uh, Ju Seong-chan……”

“W-what……? What about Ju Seong-chan?”

Su-jeong was startled by the sudden mention of his name.

The culprit between her legs looked up and rested his chin on her thigh. His eyebrows twitched mischievously as if he had heard something interesting.

This isn’t good.

She had a bad feeling about this.