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Her eyes keenly followed Dan-Han as he dutifully packed her bag and his. He packed all she needed, from her clothes to her toiletries, just as she directed. Watching him pack her underwear was somewhat cringing, and the suggestive yet teasing smiles he darted at her made her blush and look away.

Seeing him in his casual wear doing homely stuff like this made him feel different from the plutocrat he was known to be. He looked and felt like an ordinary guy with enhanced beauty.

“Just so you know, Mr.Lee, you look beautiful.” She giggled and turned away before he could look at her.

Dan-Han slightly blushed at her praise. He found it amusing seeing how Eun-sun could still be shy around him after being together for months.

He watched as she fumbled with her phone in an attempt to avoid his gaze. Watching her act that way, he couldn’t help the feeling that suddenly twirled inside him. He put her stuff down and sauntered towards the bed, making Eun-sun surprisingly glance at him.

“What are you doing? You’re not done.” She told him, even as her cheeks heated up when he snatched her phone away and crawled up the bed.

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“You’re becoming a tease, aren’t you?” Dan-Han asked with a dangerous smile curving his lips.

“I’m not a tease. You’re the one who’s so tease-able. Are you sure you’re still president Lee? The tyrannical boss who made my days hell?” She teased and playfully raised her brows at him.

“Am I now?” He asked and tickled her side while she squealed and giggled at his touch.

Eun-sun jerked when she felt his palm crawl up her dress. “Dan-Han, what are you doing?” She alarmingly asked when she saw the dark and suggestive gleaming in his eyes.

A wicked smirk curved his lips as he lowered himself to her, his hands holding his weight up as he loomed over her. “You’re bothering me a lot, and I can’t seem to focus when you do that.”

“Do what?”

“Smile.” He replied as he kissed her cheek while Eun-sun blinked confusedly.

He was the reason why she was blushing and smiling. Why was he making it seem like her fault?

Eun-sun was about to voice that out when his lips swallowed up whatever words she had in mind. He kissed her with torrid intent, which left her speechless and breathless, but she quickly matched his passion as her uninjured arm traveled around his neck.

His lips were moist, hot, and demanding in a way she hadn’t felt them in a while. Since the incident, she had noticed how careful he was with her. His touch had changed, and so did his kisses, but this kiss was nowhere tender and gentle. It showed the possessive man that had always demanded all of her.

Eun-sun felt a fevered blood course up her veins when his fingers gently trailed up her legs, teasing her skin and sending feverish waves all over her. Her skin felt overly sensitive, and a moan tore off her lips when he kissed and sucked on her neck.

“I’ve missed you.” He hoarsely whispered into her ears, and Eun-sun couldn’t lie she didn’t feel the same. She had missed him in ways she felt too shy to admit, but seeing the molten heat in his eyes as he lustfully stared at her, Eun-sun couldn’t help but admit it too.

“I missed you more. I miss you every time.” She said as she raised her head and claimed his lips, sensuously luring his tongue into a tango while his fingers freed the robe she had on. She hissed in pleasure when his moist lips traveled over her, leaving a trail of sensual destruction as he nibbled on every inch of her skin, and his fingers traced the front of her panties, teasing the folds of her core.

Dan-Han paused when his eyes fell on the healing wound on her stomach. His body stiffened on its own accord.

Feeling how stiff he had suddenly become, Eun-sun raised her head to look at him, sensual emotion glowing in her eyes. “Is something wrong?” She asked, oblivious to what had caused the change in him. Every trace of dark desires that had lingered in his eyes was gone.

He shook his head as he trailed his finger around the wound, which was healing pretty quickly, and she finally realized why he stopped.

“I’m fine.” She breathed out.

She softly hissed when his kisses traveled down her stomach to her thighs, missing where she wanted to feel him.

She cried out when he suddenly kissed her between her legs. The exploration of his mouth and the wicked ministration of his hand against her breast made her eruptive with pleasure. His thumb rolled around her nipples, slightly flicking them and sending jolts of fire through her.

“Dan-Han, please.” She begged as his tongue kept teasing her against the thin fabric of her lingerie.

He pulled away and returned to her lips. “Not today, love.” He said, making Eun-sun’s drooped eyes fully open with sheer confusion and displeasure. She tried to pull him down so she could feel his body against hers, but he didn’t budge. He used his hand to bear his weight up. It has been forever since she last felt him so closely.

Dan-Han chuckled at her countenance. “You’re still healing.”

“But I’m fine. You’ll be careful.” She confidently told him as her hands traveled through the mop of his mussed hair. She could see the desires in his eyes just like he could see in hers.

Dan-Han leaned in and kissed her lips. “I can’t trust myself to be careful with you. I’ve missed you, and I might be unintentionally rough.”

“But-”

“No love.” He interrupted her with a shake of his head, making Eun-sun frown. If he knew he wouldn’t go through with it, why did he torture her like that?

“Lee Dan-Han, you’re mean. Take it from me, you’re mean.” She glowered at him. Dan-Han chuckled at her angry face, which he found extremely cute.

“I’m sorry, I turned us on.” He tried to kiss her again, but she avoided his lips, and he laughed. “I couldn’t help it, but I promise to make it up to you when I know you’re better.”

“Just go.” Eun-sun pushed him off her, but he didn’t budge; rather, he amusedly smiled and stole a kiss.

“I’ll get your clothes ready. Jae-Hyun will come to do a quick check on you before we leave for the airport.” He told her, but Eun-sun glared at him.

“Whatever.” She rolled her eyes at him. Dan-Han ignored the glare in her eyes as he tied back her robe and intently stared at her.

Eun-Sun noticed the awkward way in which he was now staring at her. He had been doing that since he returned from work last night. He kept looking at her like there was something different about her.

Eun-sun touched her face. “Is there something on my face?” She asked.

“No.”

“Then why have you been giving me that look since last night.”

“What look?”

“Like you’re seeing me for the first time.”

“Maybe I am. You’re like a different person every day. You give me a daily thousand episodes of Ms. Eun-sun.” He smiled.

“That’s not it, Dan-Han. You’re looking at me differently.” She said, and she was sure of it.

“Maybe I am.” He pecked her cheek and picked up his phone, which was currently ringing. “Jae-Hyun is here.” He told her as he rolled out of bed.

“Dan-Han.” She called, but he sauntered towards the wardrobe to bring her clothes.

He looked at the bulge between his pants, and he sighed.

What was he thinking trying to torture her when he knew he would likely suffer more?

He answered Jae-Hyun’s call as he picked up the clothes she’ll be wearing to the airport.

“I’m at your gate,” Jae-Hyun told him the moment he answered the call.

“I’ll be downstairs in a minute.”

Despite Eun-sun’s urge to interrogate him, she kept quiet and decided to get the answers out of him at the right time.