The sensation, unfamiliar at first touch, made her anxious hands wander aimlessly and then encircled his neck. Gaeul couldn’t figure out what action she had taken.

Gitae, who had momentarily paused due to the hands around his neck, intensified his impression and delved deeper.

Suddenly, she felt the cool touch of the ground against her back as his body leaned over. However, Gaeul couldn’t regain her composure. Just following his breath mixed with hers was overwhelming.

‘…Yoon Gaeul.’

The blood vessels swelling on Gitae’s arms as he looked down at Gaeul twisted prominently with the clenching of his fist. The arm on the ground involuntarily tensed.

For a moment, with her eyes closed, a warm touch reached her lips and left. When she woke up, the pale Gaeul was trembling.

The contact was Gaeul’s lips; that much was immediately evident.

It didn’t matter how it had come to this. In her field of vision, only the soft lips that had touched hers remained.

Unknowingly, she pulled him closer and pressed her lips again. She couldn’t let go.
I had known for a while that my hands kept reaching out involuntarily. Sometimes, I found myself sweeping his hair when I came to my senses. There were also times when I naturally wrapped my arms around his waist. But now, the feeling of losing control made my forehead furrow. Approaching me first and now coming to me, enveloping me tightly with his arms, ultimately blurred my senses.

Gradually, I felt my strength increase as Gaeul, who had quietly accepted my touch, received more of my body. Gitae, who had been looking down at Gaeul with passionate eyes, soon closed his eyes.

It felt like my entire body was melting away. In the deep kiss, Gaeul barely lifted her dazed eyes. The urgent kisses that had started gradually slowed down, as if considering Gaeul.

When she lifted her eyelids, she saw him closing his eyes and furrowing his forehead. Chin, chin, chin. At that moment, the sound of footsteps on the stairs echoed in Gaeul’s ears. Intoxicated by the sweet sensation, Gaeul momentarily stopped thinking. However, when she heard the footsteps stop at the door, she suddenly snapped out of her daze.

Gaeul pounded Gitae’s chest with her fists when she heard the footsteps. She had hit him a bit forcefully in response to the surprising sound, but now, such things didn’t even register in her eyes.

“He came to call you, Mr. President! Are you insane?”

Still sluggish, Gaeul shook her shoulders and pushed him away when she heard the footsteps stopping in front of the door. As she easily moved away from him, the door suddenly opened. Her heart pounded. It was unclear whether he had seen or not; it was a moment so close that it was ambiguous.

The person who entered the room was Mijeong. Fortunately, her face looked peaceful as if she hadn’t seen anything.

With a sense of relief, Gaeul, now fully aware of what she had done, bit her lower lip.

Meanwhile, the breath, which had been as rough as possible to choose, calmed down. Mijeong, with an inquisitive look, asked straight away.

“Gaeul, you told Kitae to come, why isn’t he coming down?”

“I’m sorry. It’s just that…”

‘Will the food get cold?’ Mijeong murmured, and Gaeul briefly glanced at Gitae. Unable to continue the conversation, Gaeul bit her lower lip in earnest.

During this time, the breath, which had been rough, subsided. Mijeong, not hiding her puzzled expression, asked directly.

“Gaeul, you asked Kitae to come, why isn’t he coming down?”

“I’m sorry. That’s…”

‘Will the food get cold?’ Mijeong murmured, and Gaeul briefly glanced at Gitae. Unable to continue the conversation, Gaeul bit her lower lip in earnest.

‘Will the food get cold?’ Mijeong murmured, and Gaeul briefly glanced at Gitae. Unable to continue the conversation, Gaeul bit her lower lip in earnest.

“Exhibition talk led to some other things. We were about to come down soon.”

“Oh, really? But both of you are sitting on the cold floor. Put out some chairs.”

“Just, things led to talking, and it happened that way.”

“Sitting on the cold floor for a long time can catch a cold.”

In response to Mijeong’s sarcastic remark, Gaeul flashed a faint smile. Thanks to the remaining warmth in her body, she couldn’t feel the chill. The heat still lingered on her cheeks. Gaeul became uncomfortable, wondering what actions she had taken.

In the end, Gaeul stood up abruptly.

“Then, I’ll go now, Mrs. Kim.”

“Yoon Ga…”

Gitae urgently called Gaeul, opening his mouth.

However, Gaeul, pretending not to hear the voice calling her from behind, quickened her pace without looking back.

“Han Gitae!”

“Why.”
“I’ve been calling since earlier, but there’s no response.”

Suddenly coming to his senses, Gitae, in response to Hyeong and Gijeong’s words, replied briefly and looked around. Everyone, from Grandfather to his sister-in-law Jian, was looking at him.

“What did you say?”

“Well, I…”

At the company, he addressed his brother formally, even attaching honorifics, but outside, they were comfortable having a casual conversation.