Dohan, who had finished preparing for work, put on a watch on his wrist. Confirming it was the usual time, he lifted his bag for the last time. After putting on his shoes, he opened the front door. However, Sarang came into view. As if seeing a ghost, he stood still, and Sarang blinked her eyes prettily.
“Good morning, Assistant Manager Ji.”
“…How.”
Dohan barely opened his mouth, but even that wasn’t a proper sentence. It was inevitable to be surprised when she, whom he usually saw at the office, stood in front of his house.
“What’s the matter?”
“Yes.”
Holding the doorknob, she stood awkwardly. Stepping forward, she closed the door. Facing her with a serious expression, he asked, “What’s the matter?”
Dohan was frightened to hear why she came so early in the morning. Various thoughts plagued him: Did I do something wrong yesterday? Did I make a slip of the tongue when we talked before going to bed? Countless thoughts tormented him. Although it didn’t show on the surface, his heart was filled with fear.
Then Sarang said to him.
“I missed you.”
Dohan barely understood at once, and when he showed a blank expression, she rushed in and hugged him tightly.
“Ah, really, I thought I would die missing you all night.”
Now, as if feeling alive again, Sarang took a deep breath. The cool scent of wood, as if standing in the middle of a forest, filled her body. Wanting to feel more comfortable, when Sarang tried to embrace Dohan tighter, he gently pushed her away.
With a disappointed expression, Sarang raised her head.
Whether the unexpected appearance of the girlfriend he hadn’t contacted displeased Dohan, his expression was stiff.
“Don’t come to see me early in the morning from now on.”
Sarang felt a momentary sadness.
Despite wanting to rush to Dohan after meeting Hyeri yesterday, she barely restrained herself. Now, to be treated like this, it was disheartening. When she lowered her gaze to the floor, he grabbed Sarang’s hand.
Startled by the tight grip, Sarang raised her head abruptly.
“I might not be able to go to work.”
“What?”
Before she could ask what that meant, Dohan, who had closed the door a while ago, opened it again, took Sarang, and entered the house.
At the sound of the door closing, she trembled.
Although Sarang had hurriedly come to work with Dohan, she couldn’t understand why he brought her into the house.
“Why again…”
However, her unfinished question disappeared into his mouth. Terrifyingly, Dohan forcefully sealed Sarang’s lips with his.
It was frighteningly intense, as if this heat was possible in the morning. His lips were so warm. As Sarang hesitated, Dohan pressed their bodies tightly together and deepened the kiss.
Still stuck at the entrance, Sarang awkwardly received his kiss against the wall.
“Wait a moment… M-Manager Ji. Dohan, Oppa.”
As Sarang hesitated, Dohan pressed their bodies tightly together and deepened the kiss into her mouth.
Still unable to leave the entrance, Sarang, with her back against the wall, awkwardly received his kiss.
“Uh, wait… Assistant Manager Ji, Dohan, Oppa.”
Due to the overwhelming sensation that made it impossible to even breathe, Sarang pounded Dohan’s chest.
He, who seemed reluctant to let go no matter what, released her lips only when he heard the word “Oppa.”
However, his eyes were ablaze like never before.
“We have to go to work.”
Sarang, still catching her breath from the brief kiss, continued speaking haltingly.
“Who stays for a long time in the morning, anyway?”
“…I messed up.”
Sarang belatedly realized her mistake.
She wasn’t supposed to come to her boyfriend’s house in the morning.
She never thought such a thing would happen.
“I won’t come again, so please let me go.”
“It’s too late.”
“No, it’s not. It’s not late yet.”
As she checked her wristwatch again, his lips descended on hers once more.
“It’s already too late to regret.”
“What?”
This time, there was no need to ask what it meant.
He grabbed her hand and was heading towards the bed.
“I thought I would die missing you all night.”
Unconsciously, Sarang was lying on the bed, looking up at Dohan.
He was unbuttoning his shirt, prepared for work, one by one.
“Then I’ll see you.”
“Oh, no. I mean, it’s just a m-misunderstanding…”
Sarang wanted to explain that it wasn’t her intention, but he threw the shirt away, matched their lips, and she couldn’t say anything.
“Assistant Manager Ji. No, Oppa. Oppa, Oppa.”
Remembering that he had stopped kissing when she called him “Oppa” earlier, a desperate Sarang shouted.
“If you want to make it more exciting, keep calling me.”
Sarang finally closed her mouth.
She realized too late that his reaction to being called “Oppa” earlier wasn’t due to him regaining his senses but because a greater stimulation was given.
On Saturday afternoon, Dohan visited Kyungchul’s house.
Although they didn’t see each other frequently, they spent birthdays and holidays together.
It was a favor Hyeri had asked for, saying that if they didn’t do it, their relationship might permanently drift apart.
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.”
