Tuk, Tudung, Tuk. The rhythmic sound of rain hitting the window was soothing.
The heavy downpour had subsided, now drizzling with a charming and romantic rhythm.
“I miss Yoo Si-woo.”
Jung-hyuk murmured, looking through the window as the evening faded into blue.
Dajeong, diligently sipping hot chocolate, raised her head to look at him. He seemed somewhat melancholic.
Dajeong never thought he would love the child so much. Perhaps it was the influence of the rain’s sound, pushing them into a realm of sentimentality.
“Mr. Cha Junghyuk seems to really like Siwoo.”
When Dajeong asked, Jung-hyuk, who had been staring out the window, turned his gaze.
“Yoo Si-woo is cute.”
Saying so, he sighed, and the sigh carried a heavy sense of longing. Sensing the sudden gloomy atmosphere, Dajeong quickly tried to lighten it.
“Well, I gave birth to him, but our Siwoo is quite adorable, isn’t he?”
She boasted with a proud tone. As she did, he, who had been sulking, approached with a much-improved expression and placed his lips close to her ear.
“Dajeong is cute too.”
Playfully whispering and moving away, Dajeong chuckled. She couldn’t understand why he suddenly sent mischievous glances while saying she was cute.
The intuition was correct. His lips, wandering around Dajeong’s earlobe, the nape of her neck, and below her ear, began to mark territory.
His touch, gripping her waist and thighs firmly, and the peculiar transformation of his breath made Dajeong shiver.
Eventually, lips gliding along her cheek, tinged with the warmth of hot chocolate, circled around Dajeong’s lips.
The smell of chocolate from the exhaled breath was sweet. It felt like the taste would be sweet and piquant once lips met.
Almost touching, Jung-hyuk gently brushed the tip of his nose along with the sweet breath.
Like a predatory beast contemplating how to eat a rabbit it had just caught in the mountains.
Then, as if devouring a hunted rabbit, he engulfed it in one gulp, gulping it down.
With tightly closed eyes, Dajeong tightly gripped the mug floating in the air.
Their lips, conforming to the intricate shapes, pressed together. Sealing tightly and blending, the lips slightly parted as they changed angles. Dajeong didn’t miss that moment.
“…Wait a moment, I’ll spill it.”
Dajeong held the mug and struggled helplessly. At that moment, he reached out, gently taking the mug from her hands.
The untouched hot chocolate was discarded somewhere on the side table, trembling and abandoned.
The sticky and sensuous sound of their breathing settled low in the guest room.
As their moist lips intermingled, the scent of chocolate from each other’s breaths blended strongly.
When the tender flesh inside the lips was gently stimulated, Dajeong shivered, her shoulders trembling, making a moaning sound through her nose. Meanwhile, her arms pulled him more tightly around his neck, with more force.
With their lips still attached, Junghyuk chuckled. Contrary to his stubborn and thick beliefs, Yuda-jeong, who was weak to desire, was nice. It seemed that every time they confirmed their affection, she clung to him as if she were about to die. Despite the difficulty in breathing, whenever there was a gap, she clung even tighter to him.
Perhaps these sloppy moments made her feel more adorable and lovable.
When he released the persistently restrained lips, Dajeong’s chest rose sharply. Her cheeks were alluringly red, and her blurred pupils shook towards him with desire. Without hesitation, Junghyuk lowered his lips again.
Dajeong’s still-damp hair scattered on the sheet. As his substantial weight covered her, his smooth hand reached inside the T-shirt, which hung on her thighs, just below the waistband.
Her body couldn’t help but tremble with each gentle and delicate movement of his touch. The clearer the tremor was transmitted, the more intensely his chest throbbed.
Junghyuk raised his upper body. Kneeling with one knee, he gripped the waist, turned the shirt inside out, and then, as if collapsing, overlapped his lips with hers. The matched body heat felt even hotter. The passionate touch of hands and lips explored each other tirelessly.
At that moment, a faint mechanical sound brushed their ears.
Ding-ding-ding…
While their lips were being forcefully separated, Dajeong’s eyes opened brightly. During the moment of thinking it might be the sound of unlocking the door, the front door opened and closed.
The guest room was close to the entrance, so she might have vaguely heard it. If it were Junghyuk’s bedroom, she wouldn’t have heard it at all.
In the midst of excitement and passion, Dajeong was startled and struggled.
“Uh, someone seems to be here. Just now, I heard a sound…”
“You probably misheard it.”
Whether he wanted to believe it or not, he continued to press his lips. However, they couldn’t pretend not to hear the sound of knocking on the door.
Knock-knock.
“Mr. Jeonmu, are you inside?”
Someone outside called him desperately.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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