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After a lingering kiss, Joo-eun raised herself and sat on Min-hyuk’s lap.
“Are you really going to do this?”
“Your words and actions feel different, though?”
Min-hyuk asked in a playful voice.
“Someone said they get excited just from hearing my breathing, so I wanted to check.”
“Check? How?”
“Like this?”
As if waiting for this, Joo-eun bit his earlobe.
She sucked on it like candy, then blew air into it, causing Min-hyuk to raise an eyebrow in surprise.
His lower body, unable to endure, twitched involuntarily between her legs.
He wanted to enjoy her advances more leisurely, but his desire, surging too powerfully to suppress, made him exhale a deep breath.
“Ha... where did you learn such naughty things?”
“Naughty?”
Joo-eun pulled her lips away from his ear and looked at him. She seemed to be wondering if he didn’t like it, despite her efforts.
His slightly flushed face didn’t seem to indicate dislike.
As she blinked and stared at him, Min-hyuk stretched one corner of his lip into a long smile.
“It’s naughty because it drives me crazy.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he laid Joo-eun down on the sofa.
He found her adorable, seeing her flustered after provoking him, and raised one corner of his lip into a grin.
“Now it’s my turn to repay you, isn’t it?”
Min-hyuk parted her lips and plunged in.
She had no time to stop him as he pushed in urgently.
Joo-eun’s head tilted back.
Just the kiss was making her melt so blissfully, she wondered how much more overflowing the night would be.
Every place his touch landed felt as hot as if it had been burned.
As if he knew exactly where she liked it, he targeted one spot.
“Hah...!”
With each surge of stimulation, Joo-eun couldn’t help but bring her legs together, but he used his knees to block her.
“I’m trying to make you feel good. Why do you keep avoiding it?”
“I-I don’t know. It feels good, but it’s too hard to endure.”
“Endure it. It’ll be worth it.”
“Hah!”
With the moans and breaths flowing out involuntarily, her throat would likely be in bad shape again tomorrow.
Suddenly, he lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder.
“Mi, Min-hyuk...!”
When had she been the one seducing him?
With his hard muscles pressing against her urgently, Joo-eun couldn’t even finish her sentence.
The force of his thrusts was so powerful and intense today that she couldn’t think straight.
Even amidst the rough friction, he whispered in clear pronunciation.
“Did you attack without this much resolve?”
I don’t know why I did...
“Haa...!”
The stimulation from all sides drove her to the extreme.
Unable to scratch his back, her fingertips reddened as she scratched the sofa.
If it came to naughty things that drove people crazy, Min-hyuk seemed to be a hundred times superior.
As a consequence of provoking a dangerous man, Joo-eun was shaken without a moment to gather her senses.
The night, which began with playful breaths tickling her ear, continued endlessly with unrestrained, passionate cries.
From the sofa to the dining table, from the desk to the bed.
The night was long and hot.
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Joo-eun, her body still limp, didn’t fully lie down as she reached for the book.
Min-hyuk frowned, clearly displeased that she was reading so late into the night.
“You’re really going to read it now?”
When Min-hyuk asked, Joo-eun weakly nodded.
“I was so embarrassed last week for not finishing it… I have to read it this time.”
The company book club was something Joo-eun led. Last week, just like tonight, she’d ended up tangled in his arms, falling asleep before she could finish.
This week, she’d resolved to complete it no matter what.
But this man—this man gave her no breathing room.
So here she was, reading in the middle of the night.
Buried under the blanket, Joo-eun struggled to turn the pages.
“Your eyes are practically closing. How do you expect to read like this?”
“Ha… Right. I wonder who made my eyes so heavy?”
“Was it me?”
“How about we save it for the weekend…? Weekdays are just too exhausting…”
She tried negotiating, but Min-hyuk didn’t budge an inch.
“You can’t ‘save up’ love. Does that even work for you?”
It probably would, but…
If she said that, he’d look at her with such disappointment.
One moment he’d be ferocious, attacking her without restraint, and the next, he’d cling to her like a puppy, begging for affection. She still hadn’t gotten used to these extremes.
“I’ll express my love for you every day, all the time. Don’t even think about saving it up.”
“Alright…”
Seeing how pitiful she looked trying to respond, Min-hyuk snatched the book from her hands.
“Give it here. I’ll read it to you.”
“It’s fine… You’re tired too.”
“Not at all. If you asked me to go another round right now, I could.”
“Read. The. Book.”
Joo-eun pointed at the book firmly with her index finger.
He sat up, leaning against the headboard, and opened the cover.
“Humanities, huh? Critical philosophy. Nice. Sounds interesting.”
With genuine curiosity, he flipped to the bookmarked page.
Min-hyuk began reading slowly and clearly, making sure she could understand every word.
Who would’ve thought critical philosophy could sound so sweet?
His deep, rumbling voice vibrated through his chest, tickling her ear.
She briefly wondered if she’d ever wished for happiness like this—but quickly shook her head.
No, she had never dared to dream of such joy.
She was so grateful, so thankful, that each day felt precious.
It was an overflowing happiness she couldn’t possibly save up for later. Her eyes fluttered closed, succumbing to the warmth.
Sleep crept over her little by little.
‘Thank you… Thank you for coming into my life… For staying by my side…’
The soft murmur of his voice mixed with the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat, lulling her like a lullaby.
It was the perfect ending to a flawless day.
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DK Electronics CEO Office
Min-hyuk showed no signs of fatigue despite the string of meetings that had started at 8 a.m. Instead of looking weary, his sharp gaze grew more intense with each document he reviewed.
“What’s the status on TPU Electronics’ owner risk?”
At his quiet question, the gray-haired executive sitting across from him hurriedly responded.
“It’s not good. The U.S. and Germany, worried about the situation, are flooding us with requests to increase semiconductor production.”
“We’ll need to speed up funding for the new factory construction.”
“Perhaps we should consider a rights issue…”
“No.”
Min-hyuk immediately rejected the cautious suggestion, prioritizing shareholder-friendly policies above all else.
“Lower the prices on the Gangnam and Gwanghwamun buildings and proceed with the sales. What we need right now isn’t bloated real estate—it’s factories to produce our products.”
“Yes, understood.”
Just then, a sudden crash of thunder echoed, followed by raindrops pelting the windowpane.
The droplets quickly turned into a torrential downpour, drenching the city.
For the first time since the meeting began, Min-hyuk’s gaze lifted from the documents.
“Hmm. It’s raining. Was there any mention of rain today?”
“No.”
After the curt reply, an awkward silence filled the room. The executive chuckled nervously.
“Well, whenever it rains, I crave makgeolli and kimchi pancakes. Heh. I should call my wife and ask her to make some.”
“Make them yourself.”
“…Pardon?”
Still staring out the window, Min-hyuk shot back coldly.
“If you want them that badly, make them yourself.”
Blink. Blink.
The executive blinked repeatedly, unable to say anything other than “Yes…” before falling silent.
Min-hyuk spoke again, his tone low.
“Secretary Byeon.”
“Yes.”
Jangwook, who had been quietly standing in the background, stepped forward.
“Cancel the rest of my meetings.”
Jangwook’s eyes widened slightly.
He had a hunch why Min-hyuk was doing this, but wasn’t the chairman scheduled to arrive soon?
Jangwook lowered his voice and asked carefully.
“What about dinner with the chairman at 6 p.m.?”
“Cancel it. It’s raining.”
“Ah… Yes.”
It wasn’t unusual for Min-hyuk to cancel all meetings when it rained.
Though visibly dissatisfied, Jangwook bowed his head, knowing there was nothing he could do.
The executive who had been listening to their exchange stared in disbelief, his eyes wide.
Canceling a meeting with the chairman because of rain…? He desperately wanted to ask why.
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“Did you see Director Park’s expression earlier?”
Jangwook grumbled, but Min-hyuk answered with a blank face.
“I didn’t see it.”
Of course he hadn’t—he’d been staring out the window with a worried expression the entire time.
“Sigh… Is there any other CEO who cancels meetings to bring their wife an umbrella? And with the chairman, no less?”
“Have you ever considered that maybe the reason our economy feels so stagnant is because there aren’t enough CEOs like that?”
Ah… So that’s how it is…
Jangwook was momentarily stunned by Min-hyuk’s bold response.
Chuckling, Min-hyuk lightly patted Jangwook’s shoulder.
“Call your girlfriend while you’re at it. How long are you going to drag things out with Lee Se-young?”
His eyes seemed to say, You should get married too, just like me.
The man who used to take Jangwook’s advice so seriously was now giving him pointers from a higher ground. Jangwook couldn’t help but feel a pang of resentment.
As Jangwook glared at him, the elevator doors opened.
“I’m heading out. Go home whenever you’re ready.”
Min-hyuk waved casually as he stepped inside.
Jangwook nodded approvingly at his words but then gasped, noticing something odd.
“Why are you only taking one umbrella…?! You need to bring one for your wife too!”
Min-hyuk clicked his tongue, shooting him a look that said, Don’t be ridiculous.
“One umbrella is enough. Tsk tsk.”
With that crooked smirk, Min-hyuk disappeared behind the closing elevator doors.
Jangwook stood frozen, trembling with frustration.
“Ugh, Jeong Min-hyuk, seriously…!”
But even as he complained, Jangwook pulled out his phone and dialed Se-young.
“Hey, babe. It’s raining. Want me to come pick you up?”
Hearing her cheerful response, Jangwook’s lips stretched into a wide grin.
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BOOM—CRASH!
The thunder startled Joo-eun just as she was about to step out with her umbrella.
“Momma…”
She muttered, instinctively stepping back.
“Sigh… That scared me.”
Every time thunder struck, she couldn’t help but remember the tree that had split and collapsed right in front of her eyes. Shivers ran down her spine.
Looking up at the sky, it was far darker than it should have been for early evening.
This rain didn’t seem like it would pass quickly. What to do?
“I guess I’ll wait until it lets up a bit…”
She sighed softly, but then heard the sound of an umbrella being opened beside her.
“Would you like to share, Song Joo-eun?”
Joo-eun slowly turned her head.
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