As So Yeon’s back touched the wooden desk’s surface, the inevitable occurred. The force and weight of the larger man made it natural for the smaller, delicate woman to fall backward. Although the atmosphere hinted at more to follow, So Yeon turned her head aside, placing her palm against Seo Jun’s immovable chest.
“Why…”
“Stop… please.”
His dark eyes, glaring down at her flushed face, were filled with discontent.
“Do you think you can stop now?”
Seo Jun’s lips glistened with moisture. The way he spoke was dangerously seductive. Gasping for breath like a drowning person, So Yeon barely managed to muster her self-control to express her intentions clearly.
“See. It wasn’t just practice. You were trying to sway me.”
“Ha…”
The woman who was sharing heated breaths with him moments ago had swiftly changed her stance.
This stubbornness was one of So Yeon’s charms, but how did that man, who abandoned her, make such a firm woman fall for him? If she happily bore his child, how much must she have loved him?
And what about me?
Am I nothing compared to him?
Struck by a sudden wave of jealousy and relative deprivation, Seo Jun let out a hollow laugh.
“You promised.”
“What did I?”
“That we’d do it when we both wanted. And that it was okay for me to use you.”
That was the condition So Yeon had set when they decided to come here together, and Seo Jun had agreed. While he was supposed to keep that promise, the intense thirst he felt was unbearable. There had to be a compromise.
“So Yeon, you’re really tough. Then, when will you give in?”
“What do you mean? When did I say I would? Who was the one who told me to resist?”
“That was just to persuade you. In reality, I hoped you wouldn’t resist.”
“…”
Does he really like me?
So Yeon questioned herself, and the answer was affirmative. The sincerity in his tone and his more serious-than-ever expression felt genuine.
After a moment of contemplation, So Yeon made a decision. She decided to get closer to Seo Jun, but not now. That was something to consider after experiencing more of him.
“How about tomorrow evening?”
“For what?”
“I’ll come to your room.”
“Do you understand what you’re suggesting?”
Misinterpreting her words, Seo Jun seemed to think she meant something else. So Yeon quickly clarified.
“I know it’s like entering a tiger’s den. I just mean we should have a serious talk about us.”
“Ha…”
This woman, always doing things her way.
Sighing, Seo Jun looked at So Yeon lying beneath him and helped her sit up.
Dizzy from the sudden movement, So Yeon combed through her disheveled hair, regaining her composure.
“Is it like a meeting?”
“Consider it building rapport? I can’t deny being drawn to you. But you need to give me time to understand who you are. Eating too fast can lead to indigestion, after all.”
So Yeon loved Tae Seo Jun. His confession of liking her had thrilled her. But was that enough for the two to progress as lovers?
However, for So Yeon, that alone wasn’t sufficient. She couldn’t blindly trust his words. Maybe it was the inevitable anxiety that comes with having something to lose.
Was his affection just a fleeting interest? How far could their relationship go even if they became lovers? Could he give her child the love of a father and willingly accept the sacrifices that come with being a parent?
It was crucial for So Yeon to see how much Seo Jun could meet these expectations.
Her decision could entirely change Seo Jun’s life. That’s why she was cautious. She wanted to know if he could handle it. She didn’t want to shatter everything he had built with an unwanted truth.
So, what she sought was genuine conversation to build a connection. Joining him on the trip to Spain was also for this reason.
Only then could she ensure her precious son’s safety and, if Seo Jun didn’t meet her expectations, she could keep the memories as beautiful souvenirs and return to her routine.
Pushing Seo Jun slightly away, So Yeon got off the desk.
But as she retreated, Seo Jun advanced, trapping her within his arms against the desk.
“Considering you devoured a whole steak without a break, I don’t think you’re one to talk. But why specifically tomorrow evening?”
Despite his intimidating gaze, So Yeon responded unaffectedly.
“As you know, we don’t have much time. It’s just a few days. So let’s focus on understanding each other. We can share our day’s stories in the evening.”
“So, you might change your mind by then?”
“Even if not, I’ll give you a definite answer on the last day.”
Just a few days. It wasn’t hard to endure that long.
He thought so, but his body disagreed. Ever since the kiss, his excitement hadn’t subsided. Without having her in his arms, So Yeon’s mere presence was torture.
After escorting her to her room upstairs, Seo Jun urged her to go inside quickly.
“Sleep well.”
He turned to leave when she called out.
“Are you going to bed now?”
She had just rejected him. She knew it was selfish, but she didn’t want to part from him.
“…”
Seo Jun paused, raising an eyebrow, looking back at her blocking his door.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
