Despite his languid voice, it felt more threatening than ever before.
Her shoulders tensed up, and a chill ran down her neck.
However, Chadoha seemed rather relaxed while looking at her, like a seasoned leopard pondering how to devour its prey.
There was no hesitation in his dark eyes.
As if it were a predetermined sequence, he clenched the hair in his hand and deeply overlapped his lips.
The sharp scent of whiskey, mixed with Chadoha’s aroma, intensely invaded her mouth.
Startled by the sudden kiss, Yeeun opened her lips, and Chadoha smoothly entered.
The invasion was intense, wrapping her up in an instant. His movements were secretive and gentle, as if tasting her, leaving her breathless.
She should have pushed him away, but she couldn’t.
Instead, she gripped his collar tightly and embraced him deeper.
The kiss was brief.
Frozen solid until the end of the short kiss, Yeeun shivered, still clutching his collar.
Chadoha’s gaze on her was intense.
“This is the kind of date I do. Think you can handle it?”
But that intensity didn’t last long.
As brief as the kiss, he quickly let go of the heat and spoke with a cold face.
“So don’t mess around, and get out.”
There was no longer any trace of her in Chadoha’s eyes.
His desire, which had been vivid moments ago, was now completely erased, leaving him colder than ever.
As if the recent incident was merely her delusion, his voice was icy.
“Driver, please stop here for a moment.”
With a numb expression, he instructed the driver to pull over.
The car slowly stopped by the roadside, and Chadoha drew a clear line.
“Let’s meet in broad daylight for the fourth time.”
Shaken by humiliation, Yeeun had to leave the car, bidding a bland farewell to Chadoha.
As the car sped quietly through the night, Chadoha’s indifferent gaze was cast out the window.
He clenched his teeth, feeling the woman’s scent still lingering in the car. A scent reminiscent of flowers, perhaps sweet sugar cookies, vibrated in the air.
He chuckled at the woman who kept leaving her deep marks in his highly personal space.
And what about her? Asking for a drink with such an innocent face?
Chadoha reflected once again on how amusing Yeeun was.
Sitting there, reeking of alcohol, she never relaxed her tension. He offered to take her home, but she promptly suggested coffee.
Her reason was laughable. She didn’t want to miss the third opportunity with him.
Seeing her try to seduce him with a drink, despite only treating their encounters as business, sparked a slight irritation in him.
Yet, he impulsively kissed her, the woman who was trying to tempt him.
“Madness.”
Chadoha clenched his jaw tightly, curling his fist.
He felt an alien sensation on the tips of his fingers that had caressed the woman’s hair.
His lips, too, which had tasted her, felt the same. As if thorns were pricking him.
“Yeah, it was annoying.”
Every time he saw Yeeun, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable because she was so irritating.
Then why was Yeeun so annoying to him?
Women of her caliber were abundant around him.
With that kind of face, body, manners, and cheerfulness. They were common to the point of being mundane.
Yet, for such a woman, he had paid double the money and hastily called a driver to follow Son Kyu-won.
Not only did he end up taking Seoyeon in his car, but he also threw unnecessary jokes at her.
He wondered why he did all this for that woman, who was neither particularly outstanding nor humble, just audaciously high-handed.
Thinking of Seoyeon, Chadoha bit down on his molars again.
An inexplicable warmth slowly heated the lower part of his body.
It was all so irritating, insanely so.
“If it irritates me…”
He had always followed a principle, or rather, a survival rule.
The rule he had adhered to since leaving the Hanju Group’s protection, becoming who he was now.
If something irritates you, eliminate it or trample it.
Or fully possess it.
In Seoyeon’s case…
“…Which one would it be?”
As if to crush the irritating afterimage, Chadoha tightly closed his eyes.
She couldn’t remember how she got home, her heart pounding and her mind drowsy.
When she came to her senses, she was already in the alley in front of her house.
Standing at the end of the alley, Seoyeon bit her lip with the back of her hand. An eerie sensation prickled her skin, as if all her nerve cells had converged on her lips.
Her tongue felt the same.
“I must be crazy.”
Each time she licked her lips or swallowed, she felt Chadoha’s presence.
It was sweet as if she had swallowed rich honey, yet stiff and sore as if stung.
Her lips seemed to emit Chadoha’s scent.
Then heat rushed to her ears again.
Embarrassing sensations stirred up by just a kiss.
“Just from a kiss…”
Seoyeon bit her lower lip.
She didn’t understand why.
Why did he kiss her? Did he think she was easy because she suggested drinking?
Or could she really be Chadoha’s type?
Seoyeon shook her head.
“His type? After that expression following the kiss?”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
