When his gaze stopped at the lounge in front of the hallway, he remembered Han Bomi’s appearance during the call in the afternoon.
“Won…ssi.”
The first day, she called him Won. That name, called out desperately as if she missed it.
Who could it be? Not Hasooyoung, not Hwang Minjoon…, another man.
He might be her lover. If he resembled her enough to cause confusion with himself…
Thinking about Han Bomi again.
Jaekyung moved his steps down the dim hallway. The security company’s patrol should have ended by now.
Turning left, he reached the office of the Paradisus augmented reality team. In the dimly lit corridor, only one place emitted light.
Did they work overtime yesterday, or is it again today? Whether it’s because there’s a lot of work or the work efficiency is low.
Jaekyung tried to pass by without paying attention, but he heard a strange sound.
It seemed like the noise of a shredder, but along with a more rhythmic humming sound, there was a quacking noise, as if a bird were flapping its wings.
Let’s not worry about it. Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with Jaekyung.
“I won’t lose courage!”
As Bomi’s voice rose, Jaekyung eventually stopped and opened the door to the augmented reality team’s office.
Unaware that Jaekyung had arrived, Bomi, carried away by the excitement, was singing and dancing, waving her arms and legs.
What on earth is that? Regardless of whether the melody is right or not, even Bomi’s absorbed expression was delightful.
Jaekyung burst into laughter.
It’s been years since I laughed like this.
What is that dance, and why can’t she sing properly? Foolish and… hmm… a bit cute.
No, quite a lot.
“Um, if you’re with good friends. I’m not afraid!”
The sound of her singing between her lips tickled Jaekyung’s heart.
Suppressing his laughter, Jaekyung approached Bomi, who was singing and dancing in high spirits.
“……. Wonhee.”
The name Bomi called belonged to another man. Tears welled up in the rabbit-like innocent eyes.
That rascal again. Jaekyung’s lips stiffened.
“Miss Han Bomi, who do you think I am confusing you with?”
“Director… If you had come, you should’ve said something.”
Bomi recognized Jaekyung as she took off her headphones. Her cheeks turned pink, like well-ripened peaches, as if she understood the situation.
“I just arrived. It seemed like quite a pleasant time.”
“Well…”
As Bomi pressed her cheeks with the back of her hand, Jaekyung, who was observing her finding her place, inadvertently twitched his fingertips.
“At night… The office is quiet. If you’re alone, it’s a bit…”
Bomi swept her neck, avoiding eye contact.
“Scared?”
“A little… just a little.”
Bomi joined her thumb and forefinger, separating them. It seemed as if Jaekyung’s cheekbones were caught between her fingers and then disappeared. How’s the chairman’s mood today?
“Representative Han Bomi, do you have more work left?”
“Ah… it’s almost done.”
Bomi turned off the monitor, and in the cluttered desk, she busily rummaged through it, looking like a squirrel gathering acorns. Jaekyung found her cute today.
“If you’re scared…”
Maybe that’s why, a word that he would never have brought up casually came out.
“Shall I stay with you?”
“What?”
He didn’t mishear, did he? As Bomi turned around, she accidentally hit the pen holder with the back of her hand. Rattle, thud.
The sound of the pen dropping woke up the silence in the office.
Hastily bending down to pick up the pen, she looked up at Jaekyung, who was confidently standing in front of her.
If it were paradise, wouldn’t Bomi have picked it up before bowing down? Even though he knew it was someone else, he felt a sense of disappointment.
As Jaekyung reached for the pen rolling away, his hand coincidentally overlapped with Bomi’s hand, as if it were a lie. Despite Jaekyung’s seemingly cold demeanor, Bomi was surprised by the warmth of his hand temperature and looked up.
“Director.”
Bowing, Jaekyung raised his index finger to his lips.
“Hush.”
Jaekyung’s scent intensified. Even though she knew it wasn’t him, Bomi’s heartbeat quickened at the familiar scent. Jaekyung reached out and embraced Bomi’s round shoulders.
“Di…”
Blocking Bomi’s lips with his palm, Jaekyung enveloped her, sliding under the desk.
Close. The proximity was so overwhelming that Bomi couldn’t even breathe properly. Whether Jaekyung sensed her forced breath or not, he released his hand.
In the moment she tried to scream, [Sorry], his lips clearly moved that way.
Bomi stiffened, becoming a mere form in his arms. The scent of the forest, which made her feel comfortable every time they walked together, invoked longing in Bomi’s heart.
The same face, the same voice, the same scent as her lover. There was no inclination to resist. It felt like being in the arms of paradise returned to life.
When heavy footsteps echoed in the corridor, anxiety surged.
Was someone supposed to be in the Strategic Planning Headquarters at this time?
Jaekyung felt an eerie sensation, thinking that someone might be targeting him again.
The sound of solid footsteps reverberated in the corridor at the time when the security patrol was over.
Instinct warned that it would be dangerous if they met. Unconsciously, Jaekyung pulled Bomi under the desk. It was a hurried choice in the darkness, and Jaekyung soon regretted it.
In the darkness, the sweet scent of peaches spread with each breath Bomi took.
Every time Bomi rustled, a warm heat rose.
Ha… This is really…
Jaekyung, get a grip. He couldn’t blame Bomi; he brought her in.
Thud, thud. The footsteps grew louder.
In the darkness of the augmented reality team’s office, where even the monitor’s light was off, the door opened with the sound of powerful footsteps entering.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
