LOGIN“She may or may not have called me gay and I may or may not have called her a piece of work, gaslighting, delusional baby who needed to date younger and foolish guys?” Seung-ho summed it up just about right. It still managed to make Min-a laugh again. “Sounds like Eun Hye but definitely doesn't sound like you…at least on that occasion. But I understand.” Min-a patted his shoulder, taking the now half-eaten donut from Seung-ho and sticking it into my mouth. “That was mine,” he pouted. “Finders keepers” Min-a shot back with a small smile. “You are not mad?” Seung-ho asked Min-a, a bit surprised he didn't play the family card on him. “At you? Well, you roasted my sister rightfully, so I have given you a bail offer.” Min-a sent him a smirk while drinking his iced coffee. The contagious smirk got Seung-ho. It felt like a load was lifted of his shoulder. “I was actually talking about your sister and the roasting...I know now that it wasn't right and I should have taken
Seo Min-a knew he would have been thinking about it if he didn't hear Seung-ho speak up. “He would probably be thinking we were doing something very different.” Min-a chuckled a little at that. It was such a Seung-ho thing to say because he hated awkward situations with his sister. He almost felt bad for him that he was dealing with the other side of his sister's persistence. . “He's not a kid. He has seen two consenting adults kiss before.” Eun Hye spoke in her infamous flirty voice. It wasn't even much of a flirty voice if you asked Min-a. If anything, he thought of it as her just pronouncing every word with extra enthusiasm. It didn't change the way Min-a's heart dipped at the mention of the word 'kiss'. Have they kissed each other? Were they about to kiss? None of these questions pleased Min-a. If he were low on self-control, he would have kicked the doors open this very moment and dragged Seung-ho out of the desperate claws of his o
“Hello...uh, you are rich people too. More money, more problems, and even stronger responsibilities.” She took in another drag, feeling warm in her chest as he stared long and hard at her. “When did you start smoking?” Seung-ho asked, after gesturing she passed the vape to him. “Uh-kind of like after Min-a's breakdown. I needed something to cope with. Alcohol wasn't really all that for me, so I-” She collected the vape pen back and took a quick drag. “So I, you know…started asking my fellow business school friends for some weed and they introduced me to a whole ring of them. I secretly own a farm outskirt of here but no one knows.” Eun Hye winked at Seung-ho. “Now I do…” He chuckled awkwardly. “Yea. I might have to make you sign a personal NDA…” Eun Hye drifted closer to him and with every reduction of space between them, Seung-ho grew more rigid. “What about you? When did you start doing hard drugs?” She chuckled at her choice of words. “I don't
“Mr. Kim?! Wow, I had no idea you still remembered where this hall was. Long time no see…” Eun Hye smiled courteously at him. His once inquisitive demeanor had now changed into a frown. “Good to see you are still acting CEO, I hope Mr. Jung Ju makes up his mind fast before you run this company to the ground.” Mr. Kim shot back. “Wear some glasses, and check the statistics, Mr. Kim. I'm doubling revenue and signing major deals. Your company is yet to pass this year's audit test.” Eun Hye shot back with an equal venomous energy. The other board members besides Mr. Kim couldn't help but stifle their laughter. “Mr. Kwan, can we have a word?” Eun Hye asked Seung-ho with a bright smile. He nodded without hesitation. “If you would excuse me, Gentlemen. I will be having a word with the CEO, it was refreshing talking to you.” Seung-ho cringed internally from his choice of words. Since when did he start using words like refreshing? He followed Eun Hye
Min-a's words got cut off by the warm mouth that hopped on his now semi boner. A moan escapes his lips as Seung-ho keeps on bobbing his head in an up-and-down motion. He thrust his head back, kneading on his bottom lip as Seung-ho showed him no mercy. Something about Seung-ho's more aggressive approach made him even more turned on. Seung-ho grabbed onto his hips, squeezing some part of it. “Fuck!!!” Min-a came into Seung-ho's mouth, holding the back of his head till he began to gag. Heavy breaths filled the living area till it quieted down into a more conducive style of breathing. They both sat side by side, a smile lingering on Min-a's face and the smell of cum lingering on Seung-ho's breath. The post-nut clarity finally caused him to recall their last conversation. To be honest, I don't trust you… “I'm leaving,” Seung-ho stood to his feet and walked himself to the kitchen. There was no reason for the sudden coldness but post-nut clarity just has a way of remind
Seo Min-a decided to go to the living room to watch some TV. He had it in his room but he couldn't watch it there, because then, he wouldn't be able to resist Kwan Seung-ho’s charms. The privacy they would be having there would only fuel the heat he started in the kitchen. How could he explain that he wasn't doing any of this with the intention of letting anything up his ass? Min-a still somehow had a portion of his mind that convinced him to a fault that he wasn't gay if he hadn't done anything to his ass yet. “We were having such a great time till you decided to flip the mood. What is it?” Seung-ho asked Min-a, quick on his heels behind him. Min-a replied by switching the Netflix account to his own and putting on a random show. Seung-ho dragged in a deep breath. For a moment, he considered going home. He thought he had studied Min-a's mood swing properly. At least now he knew he wasn't even close to resolving it. Quietly, he sat beside Min-a. Th
“Yes, but what use is an apology if I’m still facing the consequences of your self-centered actions?” Min-a accused, raising a curious brow at her. Eun Hye’s inability to speak properly gave him the reply he sought. He shook his head. Turning away from her, he searched the conference room for Kwa
Emerging from the bathroom, Min-a found Seung-ho sitting on the bed. He decided to ignore his presence, scrolling through his wardrobe and picking out casual black plaid pants and a white crisps shirt. “A gray blazer will go along with that.” Seung-ho pitched in. “I know,” Min-a replied curtly
Min-a edged towards Eun Hye. She probably was having a mini meltdown, now that she was going to have to present the earlier contract she drafted for him. Luckily enough for her, she had been working on it for weeks before they encountered the roadblock. She had it all in mind but something about
Eun Hye gave up clearing her throat. Clearly, that only worked for the male fictional characters. She tightened her towel so it didn't fall right when it wasn't supposed to before she moved closer. “Deonkeon?” She called out. “Argh!!” Duncan squeaked, managing to somehow push her phone on