It was an unexpected event, neither anticipated nor expected.

A warm and thick breath intruded between the tender flesh. Taejun, who had let go of her hand, now held her graceful jaw and enveloped the small of her back.

It unfolded slowly, as if giving her a chance to escape, but Soeun couldn’t avoid it. Her heart was beating intensely, yet her body felt stiff, as if paralyzed. The intense heat Taejun brought with him seemed to paralyze her body and mind more than the summer day. Only her senses remained intact, becoming a hostage to this large man. His lips and fingertips seemed to melt into the areas they touched.

The taste of tangy cinnamon pushed out the lingering scent of apples in Soeun’s mouth. Taejun’s breath swallowed the candy-like piece that was playfully turning inside her. She hoped it wouldn’t be taken away, but it crumbled away without mercy.

With a twitch, Soeun’s fingers, floating in the air, spread out and delicately wrapped around his arm. An amalgamation of a sigh and a light laughter, mixed with what seemed like pleasure, erupted from between her lips near his. It somehow felt mocking, and Soeun twisted her body.

“Why. It’s true that I like it, but not this?”

Taejun, pulling away his lips, playfully asked.

The words uttered near her tingling lips sounded polite, yet they were overtly audible.

His smiling face dominating her field of vision seemed incredibly at ease. I have no ease. It’s so hard to swallow my breath like this.

“I thought about going to my place, but not for a kiss?”

“No. …So I didn’t go.”

“I’ll take you with me.”

Continuing the dense kissing, he murmured.

“I don’t play childish pranks. I’ll make it clear.”

As if implying that she should get used to it.

“If you don’t like it, stop it now.”

If you don’t like it, why don’t you stop it!

Finally done speaking, Taejun’s kiss deepened again. The corners of Soeun’s eyes became moist. The desire to lean on him more, as all the energy drained from her body, surged within her.

Really, this was the first time for something like this, a kiss like this. It was a kiss she had never experienced before. A kiss filled with a man’s concentrated desire, which seemed to touch everything, tender in some ways, yet rough in others, with no room for resistance.

Is this feeling real? Despite the fear and anxiety, every sensation felt good. Although it made her shiver as if her breath would be swallowed up, it was dizzyingly ecstatic.

He apologized for bothering her and said he would apologize a lot more in the future. If that’s the case, there shouldn’t be anything to apologize to me.

From the beginning, it felt like she didn’t have a choice. It felt like losing in this tug-of-war, yet it still felt good. The rope seemed to lift her body gently into the sky.

Seokhwa, who had met Taejun, was lost in thought.
Actually, there was no promise. Taejun had the idea of having dinner together if he had time, but Seokhwa tactfully excused himself.

As they entered the apartment parking lot, Taejun was spotted in the distance. It was right after he answered a call about his whereabouts. Taejun wasn’t alone; he was definitely holding a woman’s hand. However, he answered his phone, took the woman with him, and went back into the car.

He had a girlfriend.

Director Song Munkyeong hesitated, wondering if she should ask if she knew something. Soon, she put down her phone and shook her head horizontally.

How disgraceful is it for an aunt to interfere in her nephew’s love life?

‘When the time comes, he’ll tell me. If it’s just a casual relationship, they’ll break up soon.’

She had been curious why he didn’t have a girlfriend, but it turned out he had one.

It would be stranger if there was nothing missing from that face.

Although it had been a bit disappointing when she asked before, and he said he didn’t have a girlfriend, maybe she got one in the meantime. Either way, she thought it was fortunate that he was healthy.

Seokhwa was confident that whoever Taejun brought home to marry would be warmly welcomed. If it was her nephew bringing her, the girl had to be a good one. If there were any conflicts due to the father or opposition from the surroundings, Seokhwa was ready to stand by Taejun’s side and fight. Taejun might have his own thoughts, but Seokhwa considered him like a son.

The hot day quickly passed, and it was Tuesday morning.

Soeun went to work wearing the lenses Taejun had bought for her. Perhaps because of the newly adjusted prescription, her eyes felt brighter.

When she arrived at the office, she saw Taejun. He seemed to have stopped by on his way to work. Taejun, who was earnestly discussing work instructions with the team leader, glanced at Soeun and gave her a subtle smile.

Thump, thump. It had been a while since her first relationship ended in failure. Turmoil surged in Soeun’s chest. It had been a long time since she felt this excited in the morning. Soeun restrained her lips from rising to control the end that wanted to spring up and walked briskly to her seat.

Bobaeng, who arrived first, greeted her.