Turning her head and straightening up, Yeeun tried to suppress her embarrassed voice as she responded.
“I just sobered up. So… I think I can handle a cup of coffee.”
She clasped her hands on her lap tightly, waiting for Chadoha’s response.
After a brief moment, his voice permeated the tense air.
“Um.”
It seemed like a serious consideration but was undoubtedly a playful exclamation.
Then came the clear rejection.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to.”
Yeeun’s head turned towards Chadoha.
She was about to gauge whether his words were a joke or sincere.
But she couldn’t.
His gaze was too suggestive, too intensely hot, making her hold her breath.
“I don’t drink coffee with women at night.”
His black eyes, like swallowing embers, lingered gently on her lips.
Then, as if savoring them, he seemed to taste them with his eyes.
A sudden image of a well-fed predator leisurely feasting came to mind.
Licking lips with a rough tongue, nibbling at the nape and firmly biting into the tender flesh pulsating with life, slowly stealing away breath.
An instinctive tension tightened her heart.
“Then…”
But she couldn’t back down now.
She was drunk.
Drunk on alcohol, intoxicated by his scent, out of her mind.
Branding herself as such, Yeeun daringly voiced a proposition that was bold even in her own opinion.
“How about a drink?”
Was it because she wasn’t breathing properly? Her voice cracked at the end.
Not just her lips, but her entire mouth, her tongue, her throat.
It felt as though her entire insides were burning up.
“Since it’s late at night, wouldn’t alcohol be more fitting than coffee?”
Yeeun, mustering the last of her courage from the depths of her soul, stared straight at Chadoha.
Chadoha, detaching his gaze that had been glued to her lips, met her eyes.
Just the act of looking at each other made her heart race violently.
It shouldn’t be, but inside the silent car, the sound of her heart beating seemed to echo loudly.
Suddenly, the corners of Chadoha’s lips twisted wryly.
“Alcohol, huh.”
Chadoha slowly uttered his words and then lowered his gaze again.
“Business? Or a date?”
His gaze, which had thoroughly scrutinized her nose, lingered on her lips again.
She involuntarily swallowed dryly.
“Which option… would grant me some of Director Chadoha’s time?”
Yeeun stiffened her shoulders, looking through her slightly lowered eyelids into his deeply set black eyes.
Chadoha’s gaze had moved away from her lips and was now directed lower.
Her entire body felt as if it was on fire.
Her hands, resting on her knees, clutched her skirt tightly, making the fabric rustle.
Chadoha, observing her hands, spoke again.
“On this night, would you dare a date for business?”
Even her hands felt burning hot.
“I’m quite… desperate.”
He chuckled at her response.
It was not a funny situation, yet Chadoha quietly laughed and raised his eyes to look directly at her face.
“How desperate are you?”
“…”
Chadoha’s eyes changed momentarily.
“Desperate enough to undress?”
His previously sultry gaze seemed now overlaid with a hint of cruelty.
The leisurely predator’s demeanor transformed instantaneously into that of a famished beast.
Startled, Yeeun involuntarily recoiled.
But before she could create any distance, Chadoha leaned closer towards her.
Her frozen lips couldn’t utter a single word.
Why is he doing this? It’s uncomfortable.
She should speak up, but she couldn’t.
Chadoha’s scent, that intoxicatingly erotic aroma, seemed to be paralyzing her senses.
The fact that she couldn’t take her eyes off his beautifully sculpted red lips was proof enough.
A predator, seemingly satisfied with her reaction, slowly parted those beautiful lips.
“I want…”
The distance closed further, his breath now grazing her cheek.
Her shoulders quivered at the mere utterance, causing Chadoha’s lips to twist slightly.
Then, his long finger reached out and lightly touched her hair.
The tip of his index finger lightly brushed past her ear, sending a tingling sensation throughout her body.
“The kind of date you have at this hour.”
Chadoha, now holding the tips of her hair in his hand, uttered in a somewhat sticky voice.
“Is enjoyed with the body.”
Then he caressed her hair as if savoring it.
It was just her hair, yet it felt as if he was caressing her bare skin, making every nerve in her body hypersensitive.
“Quite bold, aren’t you?”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
