I want my first kiss to be with you, Oppa.
For the first time in my life, I feel a desire for a man. Taking off that chaste suit, stripping off the knit that so blatantly reveals his decadent chest…
“Ha. I’m going crazy.”
“Who said anything about doing anything else? I just want to bury my face in your chest and sleep.”
At first, because of the painting. Then, to secure my right to sleep. Next, because I liked the scent that stirred my distant memories.
Jiwoon needed this man. But now, she feels like she would die without him.
???
‘How can I make this man mine?’
Thump. As the mattress bounced with the weight of both of them, her heart began to ride the waves. His black eyes stared at her intensely. Without avoiding his gaze, Jiwoon opened her lips.
“Put me to sleep.”
In her clear eyes, there was an unwavering determination.
