I’m looking at it now, but there’s a woman with you, right?

Can that be possible?

She disappeared on that day, saying that they were close friends, and now they are playing separately in the hotel without knowing each other?

However, according to the manager who said he was following them now, the speculation was wrong, and there was no evidence that there was something between the two.

Thinking deeply, Rona heard the sound of the room door opening and quickly turned her head.

“I’ll call you back soon!”

Ending the call, Rona smiled slightly as she faced Jaemin.

“Did you bring all the luggage?”

“Oh, you just need to take this and go out.”

Looking around the tidy interior of the room, Rona said.

“I thought you would spend your vacation with Kongal today, so I packed a lot of things. It’s a shame that I couldn’t see them properly even if I unpacked them.”

“In fact, I was a bit worried that Rona, in a swimsuit, would be uncomfortable among so many people. The music was also incredibly loud. Would Kongal have been surprised? Let’s just go home, rest, and come back after the wedding.”
Such a tender way of speaking. He completely returned with the appearance of the man who once loved himself.

Rona smiled with a noticeably relaxed expression.

“It’s a promise. After our wedding, we’ll definitely come back, okay?”

“Oh, well, what’s so difficult about that.”

Rona laughed as she nestled into his arms.

“Got it. Let’s go home, Mr. Jaemin.”

“Oh, but…”

Jaemin slowly released Rona from his embrace.

“I’ll go down first, and you come out slowly. Don’t forget to wear the mask.”

“What?”

“You saw earlier, right? Hee-joo is there. If you catch it, it’s over. I’ll go to the parking lot first, so you come out carefully, don’t catch anything. Got it?”

“Mr. Jaemin!”

Jaemin hastily pulled up the mask and went outside.

Rona, who had stopped with a blank expression, soon tightened her lips.

Even though her chest was warming up, the name Kim Hee-joo coming out of Jaemin’s mouth didn’t feel pleasant.

Simply loving him, she didn’t like the sight of Jaemin seeking forgiveness as if committing a crime together.

“Kim Hee-joo, Kim Hee-joo! That darn Kim Hee-joo!”

Clutching her fist and trembling, Rona called the matchmaking agency owner again.

“I’m leaving the hotel now. Stick close and don’t lose sight of them. Tell Kim Hee-joo that there is definitely a man.”

Yes, don’t worry. We’re closely monitoring them now.

As Rona was about to end the call, she suddenly felt that the voice of the matchmaking agency owner she was talking to was too clear.

If he was still at the full party scene, it should be very noisy with the music, but there was no background noise as if he were at home.

Thinking curiously, Rona asked in a cautious voice.

“Hee-joo wore a green bikini today. She’s not following someone else, is she?”

Yes, yes. She’s still wearing a green bikini. Don’t worry; I’m closely following her!

It’s a lie. He’s spreading false information. Realizing this, Rona’s forehead slowly wrinkled.

While Yugeon went to take a shower, Chaewon, who was sitting gracefully, opened her bag.

Feeling strange just waiting blankly, she thought it would be better to do something.

Although it was just one night, she took out neatly folded clothes and hung them on the hanger, placing cosmetics on the dressing table.

When she finished roughly and her hands got bored, she saw a luxurious menu placed next to the bed.

Chaewon unfolded the menu and looked through various menu items.

She wasn’t hungry, but if Yugeon came out, she thought it might be nice to order a simple dessert through room service and spend some time.

“Ah, right. We should take a photo, shouldn’t we?”

While pondering on the best background for a photo, she heard the click of the door and Yugeon emerged. Dressed in comfortable black pants and a top, he wiped his wet hair with a towel.
While holding the menu, Yugeon looked at Chaewon, draped a towel casually around his neck, and approached.

“What are you doing?”

Chaewon had never particularly paid attention to the bodies of men who worked out, but looking closely at his tan skin and finely sculpted body, she thought that someone could be enchanted by such a body.

“Just organizing things. Wasn’t there a gown inside?”

“There is, but it’s short.”

Ah,” Chaewon made a sound and, as if estimating his height, looked up at the top of his head.

What on earth did he eat to become this tall? Upon closer inspection, the gown did seem short.

He was definitely in the late 180s, maybe around 190.

As Chaewon lowered her gaze a bit, she noticed the disheveled wet hair that was slightly messy.

Even though it was a mess because she didn’t touch it properly, it combined with his elongated eyes to create a more charming atmosphere.

Suddenly feeling that her gaze was too lingering, Chaewon quickly opened her lips.

“Well, we can take photos in the living room over there. That way, the fact that we’re in a hotel will be obvious.”

“We’ll take pictures later.”

With a slow blink, Chaewon opened her lips again.

“Well, then, should we order room service? I saw the menu here.”

“That too, later.”

About to show the menu she was holding, Chaewon hesitated.

All the lists she had thoughtfully prepared for what to do when Yugeon came out had been deleted.

Half-lowering her gaze, Chaewon, who had been thinking, slowly raised her eyelids.

“So, what about now?”

“Now.”

Yugeon grabbed Chaewon’s arm and wrapped his waist.

“Like this.”

Naturally tilting his head, he gently covered Chaewon’s slightly parted lips.

With a slight sound, Yugeon, who had slowly separated his lips, looked at Chaewon again through the parted lips.

“And like this.”

Once again tilting his head, Yugeon’s lips touched Chaewon’s white neck.

As her shoulder-length hair touched Chaewon’s shoulder, he looked down at her, and then raised his eyelids to meet Chaewon’s eyes.

Chaewon’s eye movements, like someone undecided, moved as if her tense pupils were filled with various thoughts.

Yugeon gently wrapped Chaewon’s cheek with his hand.

“And now, you just have to look at me.”

When he grabbed Chaewon’s limp wrist and lifted it to his neck, Chaewon soon raised both arms to wrap around his neck.

With the gaze towards each other, Yugeon, who had lowered his lips, pressed against her, starting to kiss deeply.

Unable to grasp the situation, her heart, which had been uncertain, followed Yugeon’s lead, and Chaewon awkwardly accompanied his movements.
As his touch and lips rested on her sensitive skin, Chaewon’s rapidly rising breath became even faster. Due to his increasingly forceful actions, the messed-up underwear was gradually sliding down somewhere, one by one. Once again, Yugeon’s lips clung to the already reddened skin. “Ah.” Chaewon’s waist instinctively twisted at the unfamiliar sensation, and her eyebrows tightened. Moving as if unable to endure, they repeated the cycle of seductive pleasures. Chaewon, unsure of what to do, looked at him, and Yugeon pulled her waist closer, kissing her lips. Chaewon, feeling the intense desire in Yugeon’s gaze and breath, was lost in the deep abyss as their entangled bodies sank deeper into each other.