CH 93

Muyeol had been driven crazy with desire yesterday. He knew she had wanted it as much as him, but he didn’t make a move. It had been hard to stop himself and let her go.

He kissed her on the forehead. Suddenly, he was gripped with a desire so hot that his heart felt like it was in a smelting furnace. His body shuddered, unable to withstand the heat any longer, and he kissed Yiyoung on the lips.

He pressed his lips on the top of her head, softly blew into her ear, then brushed his lips against her cheeks. He left a mark of his desire on her neck before moving onto her chest.

Yiyoung’s sleepy black eyes looked at him, and his heart fluttered crazily. In his mind, eyes as beautiful as hers did not exist anywhere in the world.

He recalled what she had said to him, “I want to be in a romantic relationship with you.”

He had already told her; he didn’t know what it was like to be in a relationship with someone. He didn’t know what kind of role he was expected to play. But whenever his eyes met hers, or whenever he touched or kissed her, or even if he was in the same space as her, his heart would jump, and the corners of his mouth would automatically lift up.

‘What if this is what a relationship is supposed to be like…’ thought Muyeol.

Muyeol chuckled and caressed Yiyoung’s cheeks with the back of his hand. She smiled at his touch, her eyes still full of sleep. Muyeol felt complete and content as he watched her smile. He wondered if this happiness was what others in a relationship felt, too. If so, then he felt somewhat confident that he could keep this relationship peaceful.

“It’s embarrassing…” Yiyoung whispered.

And almost as if he was hiding her embarrassment for her, Muyeol pulled her into a tight hug.

* * *

Yiyoung’s eyes automatically opened when she heard someone moving next to her.

“You can sleep more,” Muyeol said as he pulled the blanket up for her.

Yiyoung yawned as she stretched. “What day is it today?”

“Monday.”

“You have to go to work?”

“Yeah.”

They hadn’t done anything that weekend, but it had passed by too quickly. “I just closed my eyes a few times, and it’s already Monday.”

“I know.” Muyeol gently petted her hair.

“It doesn’t feel too bad to not have a job,” Yiyoung commented as she rolled up the blanket.

“You’re already used to it. You really are good at adapting to new environments.”

And that wasn’t all. Over the weekend, Yiyoung had prepared for being alone by setting an alarm to take the medicines. They also hired housekeepers so she could get used to the presence of a stranger in the house.

“Yeah, I think I’m good now,” said Yiyoung.

“Even so, don’t think about going outside. It’s too early for you to go out by yourself.”

Yiyoung mischievously wrapped her arms around his waist. “I feel like you underestimate me too often. Look at how I’m doing. I’m progressing daily now!”

Then, she touched his firm body. “Your skin feels so soft.”

Throughout the weekend, Yiyoung had explored every inch of Muyeol’s body. Whenever she would touch him, his body would harden up automatically, the veins on his forearms bulging with strength, and his gaze would turn seductive.

Yiyoung rested her head on his thigh and whispered, “I’m relieved you’re a healthy man. I feel like you’ll be able to accept all of my passionate desires.”

Yiyoung wasn’t the only one; Muyeol, too, had gotten familiar with all of her, especially her lips, tongue, and breaths. Just thinking about it made her wet.

Muyeol put his hands on her waist. When Yiyoung shared her feelings so honestly, his hands automatically moved toward his body. He traced the curves of her body, starting from her shoulder, then to her breasts, and down to her stomach. He moved his hand even lower, passing by her flat stomach.