Yeon-woo’s eyes widened at the unexpected proposal. Their gazes locked intensely.
“Secretary Seo.”
“…Yes, President.”
“Do you know you’re pretty?”
Her heart felt like it had sunk to her stomach.
Yeon-woo looked at Tae-han, feeling as though she was in a dream.
A chill ran down her spine at the realization.
Falling for Tae-han in this situation could lead to something perilous.
She might fall too deeply in love with him and not be able to withstand the depth, potentially plunging into an abyss anytime.
“That’s why you sometimes bother me.”
Yet, Yeon-woo couldn’t bring herself to shake off Tae-han’s hand from her nape.
It wasn’t a submission born of their hierarchical relationship. She, herself, didn’t want to break free from his hold.
Tae-han had never properly looked at her before.
He had always focused on documents or monitors during reports, and never genuinely nodded in response to her greetings.
But those fleeting moments, those brushes of glances, they all accumulated.
And she couldn’t believe that experience wasn’t solely hers.
“Do you dislike it?”
Tae-han, who had casually suggested a kiss, now asked her for an answer amidst her stunned silence.
How could she respond?
The word ‘dislike’ couldn’t exist in the myriad of words associated with Ki Tae-han.
Even if she regretted it a minute later, or even immediately, there was no will within her to push him away.
“I… I…”
Yeon-woo gasped for air like a fish out of water, overwhelmed with emotion.
“I don’t understand why you’re doing this, President.”
Even in the darkness, her flushed face must have been clearly visible in his eyes.
“If this is just a curiosity for you, please don’t.”
“Does my curiosity hurt you?”
Only after he asked did Yeon-woo realize she had no answer. There was only one truth.
She was more than just curiosity.
Unlike Tae-han, whose interest might fade once satisfied, her feelings were something she’d carry and sustain for a lifetime.
“I do like you.”
Tae-han smiled silently. Yeon-woo couldn’t decipher the smile, but her heart began to race.
“We’re going to kiss.”
“Don’t…”
She couldn’t bring herself to say no, not out of fear of falling out of favor with her superior.
Ki Tae-han and a kiss.
A scenario she never dared to even fantasize about while secretly adoring him.
Her hesitation lingered. Tae-han’s gaze began to shift as they stood close.
“If you don’t like it, push me away.”
He closed the distance swiftly, grasping her hair that had fallen onto her cheek.
“President…!”
Before she could fully utter his name, her lips were sealed by his.
Yeon-woo had no choice but to yield her lips defenselessly.
Tae-han’s strength was overpowering. A simple, light touch immobilized her.
Yet the fleeting contact sent shivers down her spine, making her knees wobble.
“Gasp!”
As her body jolted, Tae-han, without hesitation, pulled her closer and deepened the kiss.
Like a person desperate for hydration, he eagerly sucked on Yeon-woo’s lips, exploring her mouth thoroughly.
For Yeon-woo, who had lived with only her mother and knew nothing of men, the sensation was astounding.
But she didn’t want to push him away or hesitate.
The bitter taste of alcohol eventually turned sweet.
Unable to breathe, Yeon-woo followed Tae-han’s lead.
“Hah, hah.”
But it was too much. Yeon-woo felt like she would pass out from lack of oxygen.
When she pushed him away, Tae-han surprisingly backed off easily.
She was panting heavily. Tae-han watched her with half-closed eyes, then bit his wet lips and met her eyes as she raised her head.
“Caught your breath?”
Yeon-woo sensed from his gaze, his voice, and the energy he exuded that this night wouldn’t end with just a kiss.
She had to stop it now.
Going any further meant she, not Tae-han, would end up getting hurt.
Yet, Yeon-woo nodded, as if entranced, not pushing him away.
As expected, Tae-han leaned in for another kiss.
Lips that only gave work orders were unexpectedly hot, soft, and exhilarating.
The kiss continued, and Yeon-woo felt herself collapsing into his embrace.
She felt like crying.
Overwhelmed by an experience she had never had, her emotions weren’t her own anymore.
She was swaying, about to burst under Tae-han’s grip.
When the long kiss ended, her breath was at its end.
Panting, she felt dizzy under his too-close gaze, an emotion close to instinct.
Tae-han, still squinting his eyes, murmured, “I’ll take you home.”
His speech and voice didn’t sound intoxicated, making her heart race more.
“…It’s okay.”
She didn’t have the nerve to get in his car nonchalantly after such a heated kiss.
Still dazed, she needed time to sort out her thoughts.
Tae-han stared at her intently, then slowly caressed her delicate face.
“Seo Yeon-woo.”
Her name sounded surreal in his mouth.
“Do you have to go home tonight?”
The way he asked, his gaze was more than just a man seducing a woman.
Knowing what he wanted, yet unable to answer, Yeon-woo hadn’t disliked it.
Scared and frightened, but she couldn’t refuse him.
“…No.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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