Bound by a Ruthless Contract - Chapter 61
Though she felt empty, being alone was better.
With him nearby, she feared he might notice these feelings that refused to settle.
Still covering her face with both hands and steadying her breath, she heard the door open.
“Mr. Kwon Si-heon?”
Turning her head, she saw Si-heon approaching.
“Why…”
Si-heon lightly brushed up his hair.
“Am I not allowed to enter my own room?”
“That’s not it, but…”
Just moments ago, he had withdrawn from her with a displeased expression.
He’d turned and left as if he’d never return.
The afterimage of his retreating back still lingered, yet here he was, returning so quickly.
“Your first request was to shower. And you said ‘just one more thing, I’m sorry,’ but I couldn’t hear the rest.”
Because we were having s-x.
Ga-eun blushed at the unspoken words written on his face.
Sometimes even this man’s clinical gaze made her body heat up.
Like now.
Though he showed neither lust nor greed, her heart felt ready to burst from the feeling of his gaze devouring her mercilessly.
“I was wondering if I could borrow some clothes. The ones I took off earlier aren’t really suitable to sleep in…”
The clothes she took off earlier must refer to the blouse and skirt scattered carelessly on the sofa floor.
Perhaps including the bra and damp underwear, torn stockings that traced a path from the sofa to the bedroom.
Indeed, sleeping in those wouldn’t be practical.
“Would that be difficult?”
Watching Ga-eun wait tensely for his answer while gauging his reaction stirred a subtle sadistic pleasure in him.
He wanted her to be even more conscious of him.
He wanted her attention completely focused on him, hanging on his every word.
So deliberately, Si-heon stared at her without answering right away.
When an anxious Ga-eun unconsciously bit her lower lip, Si-heon reached out to gently stop her.
“You’ll bleed.”
“Ah…”
“I don’t like the taste of blood.”
Gazing at her cheeks that were as flushed as her bitten lips, Si-heon reached out and lifted her gently.
“Mr. Kwon Si-heon.”
His brows furrowed.
She’d already reverted to the formal address.
Of course. There was no need to act intimate where no one could see.
So it was natural. It should be natural.
Then why did it feel so unpleasant?
What did it matter whether she used his surname or not?
Si-heon truly despised how such a trivial thing could sway his emotions.
It should be the woman who was swayed, not him.
“Put me down.”
“I’ll grant your requests.”
Slow, whispered words rippled with dark desire.
“I’ll wash you, lend you clothes. And if you want, I’ll do other things too.”
***
Ga-eun lay on her side with her eyes tightly shut, as if dead.
Soon after, she felt arms embracing her from behind.
“…Liar.”
Si-heon’s soft chuckle briefly broke the silence at her words.
“You said you’d grant my requests.”
“I did.”
No, Kwon Si-heon hadn’t granted any of her requests at all.
“I asked to borrow the bathroom, not for you to wash me.”
