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It would be excessively greedy of her if he were to monopolize Siwoo.
Hence why Sharon maintained a fairly healthy friendship with the twins despite their constant bickering, and even helped Duke Tiphereth, who was clueless about romance, to prepare for her dates.
But that didn’t an she was so kind of saint who’d just sit back and watch Siwoo getting cozy with another woman right in front of her.
Especially when that woman was the woman she was quite distant with, Alia.
Perhaps it was because she hadn’t spent much ti with her, or because she had seen how Alia had put Siwoo in danger firsthand.
Regardless, she had promised herself that she’d apologize to Alia at least once.
After all, when Alia had co to seek forgiveness, Sharon had acted childishly, rubbing her relationship with Siwoo in her face instead of just accepting the apology like an adult.
So, as a way of making up for it, not only had she planned to apologize, she also had gone out of her way to reserve a bottle of Alia’s famously expensive perfu.
But the second she spotted Alia leaning in to kiss Siwoo through the door crack, she couldn’t hold back her temper and barged in to interrupt them.
She didn’t even need a mirror to know that she must look downright pissed right now.
“...”
A thick silence hung in the air.
Sharon stepped forward and sat across from Alia.
Their gazes locked as tension between them grew sharp, as if they were about to square off over a Witch Board ga.
anwhile Siwoo, completely clueless about what was going on, stood awkwardly between them.
Even though both won had agreed to share him, getting caught about to kiss one woman right in front of another was bound to make him feel uneasy.
Neither of them lashed out at him, nor did they start raising their voices, but the pressure in the air was suffocating him.
It was Alia who broke the silence first.
Without even sparing Sharon a glance, she gave a curt, businesslike order.
“Assistant, prepare the scent-testing boards.”
“Got it. Sharon, let know if you want sothing to drink.”
“I’m good, thanks.”
Following Alia’s instructions, Siwoo retrieved a box from behind the counter and laid it out in front of Sharon.
Alia’s perfus were all custom-made.
She took everything into account in making it; her client’s usual style, their preferred colors, their natural scent, their skin’s temperature and pH balance, and even the subtle mana waves they emitted.
With so many factors in play, the possible fragrance combinations were practically infinite.
Just because Alia thought that a scent would suit soone it didn’t necessarily an they’d agree with her judgnt.
That was why the scent testing process was important. It allowed the client to rule out scents they disliked, narrow down the ones they liked, and ultimately create a perfu that truly fit them.
But for Sharon, who had been drowning in debt ever since inheriting her brand...
She had been living with the mindset that a splash of basic lotion was plenty for a woman, so she’d never bother with anything like this.
“...”
She took in the neatly arranged rows of small white handkerchiefs and tiny glass ampoules in front of her while tilting her head.
Siwoo handed her a pen and a grading sheet, explaining the process.
“I’ll spray different scents on each one. Just rate them from 0 to 20, depending on how much you like or dislike them.”
“Alright, thanks. I’ll give it a try.”
With Siwoo’s guidance, Sharon finally started the scent-testing process.
When she first walked in, she was ready to cause a scene, but now, surrounded by all these pleasant fragrances, she found herself unexpectedly calming down.
Perhaps she was experiencing the so-called aromatherapy.
Having done this countless tis, Siwoo moved with practiced ease as he sprayed different scents onto the small handkerchiefs and handed them to Sharon one by one.
First ca the Floral Bouquet, a blend of soft, classic flower scents.
Then, the Fruity Scents, carrying the lively sweetness of fresh-picked fruits.
Next was the Citrus Family, bursting with the crisp zest of li, orange, and tangerine.
The Green Category that had a base of grass and moss scents.
The Woody Category that carried the rich aroma of various types of wood.
The Chypre Category that slled like dew-kissed leaves that had been slightly scorched.
The Powdery scent, a favorite of Countess Yesod.
Then ca the Aqua and Oceanic Scent, filled with the refreshing scent of water or the salty tang of the sea.
There were also Oriental Scents with an exotic sensuality, Spicy Scents with hints of rich spices, Tobacco-Leather Scents that carried the musky aroma of tobacco and leather, and Gourmand Fragrances that slled like sweet desserts.
Other categories included Fougère and Musk.
By the ti Sharon had sniffed and rated every single scent, more than thirty minutes had passed.
“Siwoo, Orange P3, Bergamot R2, Li R22, Iris P2, Resin O4...”
Alia took the results sheet from Siwoo and recited dozens of scents back to him.
“...Prepare those ones, please.”
“Okay.”
Siwoo, confident in his mory, quickly morized the list and headed up to the storage room.
Only after Siwoo left did Sharon and Alia properly exchange greetings.
“It’s been a while, Ms. Sharon.”
“It indeed has, Ms. Alia.”
“Co, have a seat over here.”
Alia gestured to a chair behind the counter.
Sharon got up and did as she was told.
Behind the counter, rows of essential oils sat in delicate glass bottles, making the shelf look more like an alchemist’s lab or a bartender’s display case.
“You have a specific taste. What do you usually wear?”
What surprised Sharon the most was how calm Alia was toward her.
The last ti they’d t, she’d been eager to please but unsure, and there was a sense of urgency, like she was being chased.
But now, just a few days later, there wasn’t even a trace of that attitude left.
She t Sharon’s gaze head-on completely unfazed. Her gestures and tone oozed with great confidence.
It was like she had beco a whole new person.
Confidence always cos from sothing.
Since that was the case, what was it that made her change so much?
“As you can see, I’m just wearing what I usually wear.”
“The last ti we t, you dressed more casually.”
“That was because I was in class.”
Actually, the dress Sharon was wearing was the most expensive one she owned. She got it custom-made at Flora’s Tailor Shop just two days ago.
Of course, she wasn’t dumb enough to let that slip.
Instead, she kept her cool, carefully observing Alia.
“You seem like you want to ask sothing.”
Sharon snapped out of her thoughts, realizing Alia had been watching her the whole ti.
“You and Siwoo seem a bit distant. You call him ‘Assistant’ and talk to him so formally.”
Sharon knew Alia was more sensitive than she let on.
But Alia’s sudden change caught her off guard, and her words ca out sharper than intended.
Even her tone had a mocking edge in it.
Yet Alia remained unfazed as she continued jotting sothing down on a piece of paper.
“Is that how it looks?”
“...”
What the hell?
The Alia who used to get all flustered at the slightest jab was gone.
Leaving the Alia who seemingly unfazed by anything, making her feel like she was hitting a really thick blanket.
“What happened?”
Sharon could feel her heart pounding.
n and won could beco incredibly close in just one night.
She knew firsthand how even the smallest thing could shift a relationship completely.
Now she realized that playing passive without planning out anything might just have been a great mistake.
“Ms. Sharon’s advice last ti was quite helpful. Siwoo seed to like it a lot.”
“Advice?”
She didn’t rember giving any advice.
All she had done was bragging about her relationship with Siwoo, exchanging so rather shaless conversations with her.
About how he liked tits, how he was more than happy to fuck her with his face buried in her chest, how he’d do a lot of things, even fuck her outdoors...
Her reckless words jabbed at Alia’s insecurities, and in the end, Alia had practically run away.
The difference in their ti with Siwoo ant the gap between them was massive.
It wasn’t like Alia’s breasts had suddenly gotten bigger either.
So what exactly had she done in such a short ti?
“Excuse .”
At that mont...
Alia’s upper body leaned toward Sharon
“Wha...!”
Alia gently grasped Sharon’s wrist, startling her. She leaned in, drawing her face closer.
Even to another woman, Alia looked stunning, like a fairy
There was a dreamlike air about her, a mysterious charm woven into her calm deanor.
Her raw, srizing allure was so intense that even another woman could fall for her, and Sharon was no different as she stiffened in shock.
Is she maybe...?
Trying to kiss ?
But Siwoo is upstairs!
Sharon’s imagination spiraled out of control.
‘From the mont I first saw you, I fell in love with you at first sight. Siwoo? I forgot about him ages ago.’
‘Right now, it’s just the two of us here. Just for a mont... Let rest on your beautiful lips, just for a mont.’
It wasn’t that far-fetched of a thought.
Witches had a surprisingly high number of lesbians.
She had experienced it firsthand even with that crazy bitch who was lusting after her body for ages, Della Redcliffe.
But no matter how gorgeous Alia was, Sharon had Siwoo.
Alia hovered near Sharon’s neck, keeping her trapped in place.
The sound of her breathing tickled Sharon’s ear.
Just when she was debating whether to push her away, Alia let go of her shoulders.
“Ms. Sharon, your body is undeniably feminine and attractive. It has a charm that I don’t.”
Alia’s voice was a low whisper against Sharon’s ear.
“But I can give Siwoo sothing more. Don’t fool yourself into thinking things will play out the way they did last ti.”
After she muttered that near her neck, Alia straightened up and started sniffing Sharon’s wrist, hair, and other spots on her body.
Only then did Sharon realize that Alia was gathering information to create a custom perfu for her.
She had been caught off guard by Alia’s sultry move and lost the upper hand for a mont there, but she wasn’t about to just sit there and take it.
Sharon snapped back to her senses and shot her a sharp glare.
“What the hell did you do to get so damn smug? You’re practically itching to brag, so why not just spit it out?”
“Just a simple thing.”
Alia was about to go off about her accomplishnts like last ti but suddenly clamped her mouth shut.
“...”
She’d clearly found sothing Siwoo really enjoyed, and they’d done all sorts of things, but now, trying to explain it to Sharon, it felt like the most embarrassing kink imaginable.
If she’d just purred like a horny kitty or moaned ‘Ah, ah’ outdoors, she wouldn’t care about it that much.
But a cleaning demonstration, using her body as a sex ed prop, and professor roleplay?
How the hell was she supposed to explain that?
“...A-Ahem. This and that.”
“What’s that supposed to an? You told everything before! I told you all my stories too!”
“I just...did sothing incredible! Sothing so amazing that you could ne~ver pull it off!”
After making all anxious, now she wants to keep things hush-hush?
Now that’s just plain unfair!
Sharon could feel her irritation towards Alia rising.
She swept her bangs back roughly and said.
“Whatever. I’ll just ask him myself tonight.”
“What?!”
Alia’s jaw dropped at Sharon’s bombshell.
Ask Siwoo directly? At night?
Knowing Siwoo, Alia knew that he wouldn’t spill everything about matters that concerned her dignity.
It was Sharon’s extre idea that left her so bewildered.
“What’s with that response? I think I’ve been very accommodating to you, Ms. Alia. What, are you trying to monopolize him forever? Siwoo doesn’t belong to you.”
“I know that... But...! Siwoo and I already have plans tonight. Also, prying about another lover while you’re in bed? That’s sothing only a slut would do.”
“You’re one to talk! You’ve had him all to yourself for weeks. You should know when to back off!”
“You said you spent several months with him, Ms. Sharon.”
“At least I didn’t try to monopolize soone else’s share!”
The initial polite reconnaissance ended in an instant.
As their personalities clearly didn’t match well, the two won began to really heat up.
Alia quickly finished assessing Sharon’s scent before continuing.
“Alright, let’s settle it this way then.”
“What way?”
“Let Siwoo decide. We’ll discuss future arrangents later, but for now, let him decide who he’s going to spend the night with.”
“That’s way more in your favor, Ms. Alia!”
If Alia thought that was fair, she was truly stupid.
Sharon furrowed her brows and snapped.
“In my favor? What are you talking about? I’m just being fair...”
“You know Siwoo is trying to especially take care of you right now, don’t you? How dare you say such words to . Besides, who was it that made Siwoo go through all that hardship in the first place—”
When she noticed Alia’s expression stiffened, Sharon covered her mouth, realizing her mistake.
But it was already too late.
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