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“I don’t know what you think you are doing. I am really letting it go just this time. You understand?” “……” “Hurry and get out.” At Lee Doyoung’s cold words, Woojeong quickly stepped out of the car. When he closed the door and stood awkwardly, the window slid down. Lee Doyoung, with his head slightly lowered, greeted someone beyond the window. “Ijun-ssi, you were already here?” “Yes, hello.” Woojeong saw that Yoon Ijun, whom he hadn’t noticed, was standing in…- 161.7 K • Completed
- Woojeong covered his mouth from the nausea and he ran to the bathroom. As soon as he entered he opened the toilet lid and he bent over. “Haa….” He hadn’t eaten all day so he couldn’t even vomit properly. When he groaned for a long time from the queasy feeling and stepped out of the stall, Yoon Ijun was waiting at the sink. “Hey. Are you okay?” “…Yeah.” Woojeong answered weakly and he turned on the water of the sink. He scooped water into his hands, rinsed his mouth…
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- Whenever Lee Doyoung brought Han Jaegang up in a conversation, Woojeong felt as if something pricked inside his chest and he felt uncomfortable. It was fortunate that his phone had gone missing. He could use that as an excuse for why he didn’t receive his call. Han Jaegang would regret the mistake from that day as well, so maybe he would want to treat everything until now as if it had never happened. “Thank you for helping. Hyung has been waiting for Executive Director to come. Please hurry and…
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- Woojeong entered the building called Yoon Gallery, and Lee Doyoung muttered quietly, “Isn’t he a crazy bastard?” He sneered that a person must be lacking somewhere if he used a building built on such expensive land for this purpose. “What’s this now?” The cafe on the first floor, where they had felt there were too many flowers and flowerpots, had a sign that said “Flowers, Coffee.” Woojeong’s gaze was caught for a moment by the pretty flowerpots of modest size, and then he moved…
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- Woojeong was trapped in Han Jaegang’s arms. He was so startled that he forgot to close his lips, a breath slipped in without hesitation. He bit Woojeong’s lower lip, and with the tip of his tongue he swept between Woojeong’s lips. Even when he gave a signal to open his mouth quickly, Woojeong kept it tightly closed, so he grabbed Woojeong’s cheeks with both hands. He didn’t miss the moment Woojeong opened his mouth and gasped for air, and he pushed his hot tongue inside. His tongue dug in as…
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- After finishing his duty as host and leaving the banquet hall, Han Jaegang first pulled out his handkerchief. He wiped his hands thoroughly and only then slipped the handkerchief into the inner pocket of his jacket. Joo Yeongmo, who was walking behind Han Jaegang, glanced down at his own palm for a moment. As a beta, Joo Yeongmo still found Han Jaegang’s habit of recoiling at invisible traces curious. “So, you left that intruder alone in the room?” “Yes.” “You should have sent…
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- Han Jaegang turned around, exhaled smoke, and put out the cigarette. The main house building that he saw in the quiet parking lot had a calm atmosphere. It was true that the sight from afar was beautiful regardless of what was happening inside. “Jaegang-ah. How is your body these days?” Han Jaehee was in the place where he turned at the familiar voice. Her figure that sat calmly in the wheelchair was something he never got used to even after years passed. Han Jaegang turned his head toward the…
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- The box that was big enough to cover half the table had high-class desserts neatly packed inside even at a glance. It was a gift that Han Jaegang gave to the people who came to the villa. “Oh my, this looks so luxurious. He really has good taste.” Kang Eonju, who opened the wrapped box, fussed in excitement. She liked desserts in general, but the fact that it was a gift sent directly by Han Jaegang seemed to make her even happier. “So, how was it yesterday?” Kang Eonju, who had been…
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- The next morning, Woojeong opened his eyes on a bed that was unfamiliar. The bed across, where Lee Doyoung had slept, was empty. He thought maybe he had gone to the bathroom, so he waited for a while, but the room stayed silent without a sign of anyone. Woojeong turned his body and lay face down on the bed. He pressed his cheek into the soft sheet and only blinked quietly. Whether it was because the place to sleep had changed or because of the alcohol, he had barely slept, so his head felt blank. He…
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- Yoon Ijun, who had his hands stretched out toward the bonfire, lifted his glass and held it out. Woojeong put the last piece of roasted marshmallow that was stuck on the long skewer into his mouth. He clinked glasses with him, but he didn’t drink more. “Do you want another glass?” Woojeong, whose face had turned red, shook his head. His stomach churned, so it was hard to drink more. Yoon Ijun was more easygoing than expected. After Lee Doyoung and Han Jaegang left their seats, it was he who…
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