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chapter 45
“Yes.”
It would have been better if there was some work on the sofa table… But the only task assigned to Yeon-seo was to stay by Do-hun’s side. What exactly was she supposed to do until the end of work? She couldn’t figure out his intentions at all.
“Um…”
“Yes, speak.”
“May I step out briefly during lunch?”
“Where are you going?”
“I need to buy something. I’ll be back quickly.”
She planned to use that excuse to check the USB on the computer. What if he decided to follow her? Yeon-seo anxiously waited for Do-hun’s answer.
“Alright.”
“Thank you.”
“But go with Manager Choi. Don’t go alone…”
“Huh? No, I can manage on my own.”
“You said your health isn’t good. I still can’t let my guard down.”
Yeon-seo looked dejected. She needed to figure out the USB content as soon as possible…
Manager Choi was extremely obedient to Do-hun and not flexible in his behavior. He was straightforward. If Yeon-seo did anything suspicious, he would report it immediately.
Yeon-seo let out a small sigh. Do-hun noticed and tilted his head.
“Something’s suspicious. Why do you look like you’re hiding something? What is it?”
“Nothing… I just thought, during lunch break, I should be able to go out alone, you know. I want to feel a little free.”
“Not with that frail body. I can’t allow it. Until the contract is fully over. If anything happens to you, it could disrupt the contract, right?”
“…Alright.”
Hearing the word “contract,” Yeon-seo lowered her head. In this contract, he was in control. Until Do-hun said the contract was over, she had no choice but to follow orders.
The lack of control made her anxious. Her mouth went dry in an instant.
But it wasn’t like there would never be a chance to check the USB. She would do it quickly when Do-hun left his seat for a moment.
Yeon-seo rubbed her neck as she planned a new strategy in her mind.
The morning passed in this way.
Yeon-seo kept waiting for Do-hun to leave, but it never happened.
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. He was sitting at his desk, focused on the computer.
Seeing him so concentrated for such a long time felt unusual. He seemed fully worthy of inheriting the head of the Seo-guk.
“You look pretty bored.”
Do-hun, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke.
“No, this is my work.”
“You’ve been sighing for a while now.”
“Did I…?”
“Yes. Restless like a puppy needing to go out.”
Do-hun stood and approached Yeon-seo.
He was right in front of her in no time, placing one knee on the sofa. Surrounded by him, Yeon-seo looked up with wide eyes.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“Want me to make it less boring?”
Do-hun tilted his head slightly.
“Do-hun… sir. I… wait—”
The moment his lips touched her neck was so brief it was barely enough to blink.
His lips were hot and moist. His thick tongue teased her neck. A deep excitement spread through her veins.
Yeon-seo instinctively closed her eyes, gripping her weak legs with her hands. Even though it was just a kiss, her whole body felt aflame.
The sudden, erotic sensation couldn’t be suppressed. No, she wanted to enjoy it more. Impulsively, that thought came to her.
Do-hun pulled his lips away from her neck and looked at her intently, gently tapping her lips with his long fingers.
Her lips were pressed, then released, repeatedly by his fingers. It felt like his fingers could slip into her mouth at any moment.
“Ah… hm.”
“Yeon-seo. Feels a little wrong, but I want to hold you here.”
They continued kissing passionately, craving each other over and over.
Yeon-seo, swept up in the atmosphere, was also scared of how far he might be thinking. Still, she couldn’t resist. It was sweeter and more stimulating than anything else in the world.
The hands undoing her blouse buttons were rough. One, two, three—undone, and even the underwear she wore underneath was quickly removed.
The fleeting emptiness was replaced instantly as Do-hun’s mouth pressed eagerly against her exposed skin.
“Ha… ugh… Executive Director!”
The words “Executive Director” slipped out, and a small laugh was heard.
“Suddenly, I feel like some lowly guy,” he said, rolling the red fruit in his mouth with care.
Yeon-seo struggled to suppress the sounds spilling from her mouth. If Manager Choi heard, she couldn’t face him.
“Yeon-seo,”
Do-hun called her name in a low voice.
“Yeon-seo.”
And once again, he said it. Hearing her name in Do-hun’s voice was thrilling to her heart.
“I’m losing it.”
“Mm.”
“Whenever I see you, I… lose control like a madman.”
He pressed his lips against her lower abdomen, teasing. Each contact made a “smack” sound. His lips seemed to brush over every part of her skin.
“Th-this… can’t go all the way. We’re in the office…”
Her cheeks flushed like a tomato about to burst. She couldn’t continue contact with Do-hun. For the sake of the baby inside her.
“Ha…”
At her words, he exhaled roughly. Soon, Do-hun, as if nothing had happened, calmly helped her put her blouse and underwear back on.
“I don’t want this to end…”
He stretched the words with a languid gaze. His eyes, fully heightened, were more lustful than ever.
Yeon-seo also felt regret but her own desire didn’t matter. If he had done as he pleased, without her restraint, they could have carried on an embarrassing act in the executive office.
“But I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Yes, my… body isn’t well yet.”
“Yeah, I was a beast to someone whose body wasn’t well,” Do-hun said with a self-deprecating laugh.
Returning to a composed appearance, Do-hun stood up. Yeon-seo was left to handle the lingering aftermath alone.
“Already lunchtime. Want to eat something?”
Checking his wristwatch, Do-hun asked. Yeon-seo adjusted her clothes while trying to steady her ragged breathing.
“These days, you seem to eat bibim naengmyeon pretty well. What do you want to do?”
He seemed to remember the menu she had recently been able to eat well. While happy to hear about eating bibim naengmyeon, Yeon-seo hesitated.
“I feel bad if we eat bibim naengmyeon just because of me… Let’s go eat rice.”
“You probably won’t eat properly if we eat rice… I can have something else, so just go.”
“…Alright.”
Thinking the argument with Do-hun might drag on longer, Yeon-seo reluctantly agreed.
They moved to a restaurant near the company, which served both cold noodles and hot bulgogi stew.
Bright red cold noodles and steaming hot bulgogi stew were placed on the table.
“By the way…”
Holding his chopsticks, Do-hun spoke before starting.
“Didn’t you say you have acid reflux?”
“Eh?”
“Wouldn’t spicy food make it worse?”
Yeon-seo nearly choked on the bibim naengmyeon. The acid reflux was just an excuse to hide her pregnancy. Did he somehow notice the lie?
She had to come up with a reason to cover it up. Her eyes darted as she replied:
“The doctor said it’s fine. I really like bibim naengmyeon. I always crave it in summer…”
Her excuse kept getting longer. Was it suspicious? She worried she might look like someone hiding something from Do-hun’s sharp insight.
“Still, try other foods too. Eating only that would imbalance your nutrition.”
Fortunately, he seemed to believe her.
“Alright.”
She said so, but eating other food felt difficult. Even the smell of bulgogi, which she would normally have enjoyed, was troubling.
‘Will I have to eat only bibim naengmyeon until I give birth?’
Suddenly, she thought of her mother who had abandoned her and her brother. Did her mother suffer this badly during pregnancy too? Where could she be now…?
At that moment, Do-hun, who had been quietly eating, spoke.
“Do you know the current situation of your brother and mother?”
“Why are you asking that all of a sudden…?”
Had he read her thoughts? Yeon-seo looked at him, startled.
“I thought I should tell you.”
“…”
“They’re still your brother and biological mother, after all.”
