Taekjun couldn’t help but laugh as he saw Seorin approaching him, holding a sprig of jasmine and attempting to kiss him.
He had expected her to respond effortlessly to his touch, but this clumsy attempt at seduction took him by surprise.
He could sense her uncertainty as he received no response from her. Yet, he couldn’t resist teasing her.
It was endearing to discover that even the renowned Baek Seorin had moments of clumsiness. It made her all the more lovable.
However, an intoxicating sweetness emanated from her. More than any seductive moves, it was her scent that drove him wild.
As Seorin leaned in closer to convey her passion, Taekjun realized that this was her natural fragrance.
How could someone exude such a sweet scent?
Moreover, as he felt every curve of her firmly pressed against his strong body, he could no longer maintain his composure.
It felt as if the taut bowstring had finally snapped.
As he did, the nerve cells he had barely suppressed rose in rebellion all at once.
“You smell incredibly good.”
An urge to make all her scents his suddenly arose.
“I… I’m going crazy.”
In the end, he began to move to turn that desire into reality.
He swept Seorin into his arms. As she flinched, he finally opened his lips and fervently kissed her, drawing in her warmth with all his might.
Then, the sweet scent that had driven him mad spread through his body, reaching even the peripheral nerves with its heat.
Tae Joon delved deeper into it, wanting to savor it even more. Ah, a small sound escaped from her throat.
A shiver ran through him at that slight response.
Each of Seorin’s small reactions turned him into a beast.
From the moment he first saw her until now, there hadn’t been a single moment when Baek Seorin wasn’t beautiful.
Even her attempts to reject him with a firm “no” were beautiful, but today, with her clumsy seduction, she was even more beautiful.
Why on earth did you have to catch my eye?
Not once have I looked at you with a clear mind.
Not in the past, not in this moment, and not in the future to come.
Is it because of that? My mind, which was so complex just moments ago, is now empty and white.
I can’t think of anything.
All he can see and feel is Baek Seorin right in front of him.
Comfort, you say? Well, if falling into this primal instinct without thinking of anything is comfort, then yes, it’s comforting.
At least for this moment, I could entrust everything to the electrifying sensation coursing through my entire body.
I don’t even know if Seorin intended this comfort from the beginning.
“Wanna shower together?”
He looked down at her lips, swollen from intense kisses, with eyes that had sunk low.
Eyelashes casting long shadows beneath his eyes. Beneath them, black pupils quivering slightly.
And beneath all that, her chest rising and falling gently due to the intense intimacy filled his field of vision.
He felt a strange satisfaction in her presence, much like a predator marking its territory with lingering traces.
Outside, they couldn’t even properly address each other as husband and wife, but at least for this moment, regardless of their marital status, he could savor the fact that she was his woman.
Seorin tilted her head without saying a word.
At her gesture, Taeyoon burst into laughter.
“But you’ve already showered.”
“I did. But Taeyoon, we can do it again together. We’re not just going to shower, are we?”
Unlike the clumsy seduction from before, Taeyoon felt his mind go blank at her straightforward words.
He wanted to maintain his composure, but his male instincts kept trying to overpower everything.
“Do you know that? If you keep doing this… I lose my sense of reality.”
The feeling of becoming a beast disguised as a human was not pleasant at all. In the moment of love, it brought unparalleled satisfaction, but afterwards, it was always followed by regret.
He wondered if his impatient and rough actions might have hurt her or if he had been too forceful.
That’s why he made the same resolution every time. Today, I won’t lose my composure. Of course, it didn’t always work.
But Seorin’s thoughts were different. At least for today, she hoped he would completely let go of himself.
The one who clings to reason and the one who tries to let go of it.
She realized that she needed a bit stronger temptation.
Temptation was awkward and scorching for a first-timer, but for you…
“That’s why I’m doing this. You had a tough day, didn’t you?”
She could endure this level of embarrassment without a problem.
“…So, just for this moment, escape from that reality.”
The moment she said those words, Seorin clearly saw it. His eyes, dense and deep.
Yes, that’s right. Kang Tae Joon.
Forget the hellish day. And focus on me.
His black pupils were filled only with her. Seorin didn’t miss the moment and pushed his chest away, distancing herself.
Tae Joon reluctantly let her go but still didn’t take his eyes off her.
Feeling the persistent gaze, Seorin stepped back a few steps from him.
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.
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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.”
