“It was a joke. I’ll get you something else. Just a moment.”
Seol Ji Oh disappeared for a bit and returned with another set of pajamas. It was identical to what he was wearing.
You had a decent one and didn’t give it to me?
Yeo Woon looked at Seol Ji Oh with a bewildered expression.
“I quite like how you look now. But if you want to change, go ahead.”
Yeo Woon snatched the pajamas from his hand and entered the first room she saw.
A moment later, after changing, he was no longer in the living room.
Where did he go?
“Ji Oh, where are you?”
She searched the expansive first floor but couldn’t find Seol Ji Oh anywhere.
Is he upstairs?
Yeo Woon headed for the stairs. Upon reaching the second floor, she saw the back of Seol Ji Oh.
He was standing in front of the folding doors leading to the terrace, looking outside.
“Ji Oh, what are you doing?”
Hearing Yeo Woon’s voice, he turned around. Sensing she might be cold, he closed the folding doors.
“Just cooling off.”
“Cooling off? Is it hot?”
The heating seemed adequate, but it didn’t seem hot enough to warrant cooling off.
As Yeo Woon approached, he gazed down at her.
“Yeah, because of you.”
“Me…?”
“When I look at you, it gets hot. Sometimes it even boils.”
Yeo Woon blinked.
What is he saying?
However, when she met his dark eyes and felt the heat emanating from them, Yeo Woon unwittingly parted her lips.
The atmosphere around them seemed to change instantly.
Yeo Woon felt as if her throat was constricting and swallowed.
Her body started to heat up, and a feverish sensation surged. It was a feeling she was all too familiar with.
Every so often, when she touched him, or when she was held in his arms, she felt it.
Her knees would go weak, her extremities would tingle, and her head would become fuzzy.
Yeo Woon took a deep breath and looked at him.
“I…know.”
Then Seol Ji Oh, without taking his eyes off her, took a step closer.
“You know?”
At the narrowed distance, Yeo Woon’s heart gave a jolt. The rapid beating didn’t feel normal.
Yeo Woon averted her gaze from his intense stare and mumbled.
“I feel the same.”
Seol Ji Oh lifted the corners of his lips, perhaps catching her soft mumble. A fleeting smile graced his face before he frowned, as if anxious.
Seol Ji Oh reached out to cup one side of Yeo Woon’s cheek. He gently lifted her face to look at him.
“Then there’s no need to hold back.”
His husky voice moistened her ear. The moment their eyes, dark as the night, met, his lips closed in.
Soon, a fiery heat spread across their lips.
Yeo Woon closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
It wasn’t their first kiss, yet she couldn’t understand why her heart felt like it would burst.
But rational thought began to feel like a luxury, breaking off bit by bit.
Their tightly pressed bodies, the hands that held her flawlessly, and his breath wreaking havoc within her overwhelmed all her senses.
“Yeo Woon.”
He called her name between their locked lips. He clung to her more deeply, as if pleading, sucking softly on her delicate skin.
“…Shall we move to the bed?”
His voice, tinged with their mixed breaths, was sexier than she could have imagined. Yeo Woon felt short of breath hearing just that voice.
He pulled back for a moment, foreheads touching, as if asking for her response.
For a moment, Yeo Woon considered teasing him.
Should I say no?
But she soon dismissed the thought. She wasn’t the only one who couldn’t afford to take things lightly.
Nodding her head, he quickly scooped her up in his arms.
Yeo Woon naturally entrusted her body to him.
Even as they moved toward the bed, their lips remained engaged, the sound of wet skin meeting filling the room.
Eventually, her back touched the soft bedsheet, and Yeo Woon opened her eyes. She looked up at the man who stood before her, exhaling ragged breaths.
“Ji Oh…”
His eyes, heavy with longing, met hers. Yeo Woon couldn’t help but tense up at that unfamiliar gaze.
To soothe her, he said,
“You’re beautiful…”
He softly swept a long finger across Yeo Woon’s cheek.
“I can’t believe this is happening.”
It’s like a dream, Yeo Woon bit her lip at his additional words.
Her heart pounded so loudly she felt like it would reach her ears.
Seol Ji Oh planted a kiss on her forehead.
“I love you.”
He whispered, covering every part of her face with kisses.
“I love you.”
Yeo Woon closed her eyes, her body melting at his sweet confession.
She had never felt so completely loved before, an unexperienced sense of fullness spreading within her.
That unfamiliar yet warm sensation was something only Seol Ji Oh could give her.
His love.
The raw, scentless emotion transmitted itself directly to her.
Yeo Woon felt she could hold back no longer. Swallowing her dry saliva, she opened her eyes to a full view of Seol Ji Oh.
“I love you, Ji Oh.”
So please… hold me now.
Yeo Woon decisively reached for the top button of his pajamas.
Her trembling fingers fumbled on the tiny button.
“…”
Seol Ji Oh watched Yeo Woon’s actions quietly, then finally took her hand.
“I’ll do it.”
He stood up and began to unbutton himself, his gaze fixed on Yeo Woon.
She bit her lip at the directness of his gaze. Though his fingers moved slowly while unbuttoning, Yeo Woon’s mouth felt parched for some reason.
His hand unfastened the last button, revealing his sculpted muscles through the wide-open front of his shirt.
Her lips involuntarily parted at the irresistible visual stimulus.
This was the first time confronting it so directly…
He reached over to the side of the bed and pressed a button.
Immediately, all the lights in the bedroom went out, and only the soft blue moonlight pouring in through the large window illuminated the two of them.
Their gazes met under the moonlight. Only then did he let the emotions he had been suppressing show on his face.
“I’ve never felt this urgent before.”
“…”
“I’ll try my best. So you won’t be startled.”
But contrary to his words, the lips that approached were rough. The hot breath brushing against the surface of her lips was so impatient it was unlike the usual Seol Ji Oh.
That’s why her heart pounded fiercely.
Because she could feel how much he wanted her.
“Will you say my name?”
“Ji Oh. Seol Ji Oh…”
He wrapped his arms around the back of Yeo Woon’s head and breathed more deeply. Their lips pressed against each other as if not allowing even the slightest gap, exploring each other tantalizingly.
His tight breath slipped past Yeo Woon’s lips and glided down her slender neck. Yeo Woon became light-headed at the breath that swam smoothly over her delicate skin.
Eventually, when she regained her senses, everything about Yeo Woon was filled with Seol Ji Oh.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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