Pregnant for the straight CEO Chapter 18

Yu jin’s POV

Shit, I can’t believe I let myself get caught up in this ss. When I was on my way to Park Min’s office, Park Min’s assistant ca to him and said he’d found sothing in Yu Jin’s background check, I should have known better than to ask what it was. But I was curious, dammit.

So I went to Park Min’s office, ready to hear whatever dirt his assistant had dug up. But I wasn’t prepared for the look on Park Min’s face when he saw . He looked guilty as hell, like he’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. So I walked in anyway.

"What the fuck is this?" I demanded, holding up the file his assistant had given him. "You had investigated? What the hell for?"

Park Min stamred and stuttered, trying to co up with an excuse. But I wasn’t buying it. I could see the truth written all over his face. He was interested in , in a way that went beyond just business.

"Co on, Park Min sir," I said, leaning in close to him. "You don’t need to hide it. I know you want ."

"Leave," he ordered his assistant.

I went close to him and put my hand on his chest and I slid the docunt away. His jaws went red then, looking away from , "That’s not true," he insisted. "I’m just trying to do my job."

I scoffed. "Your job? Is that what you call it? Because it seems to like you’ve got a bit of a personal stake in this whole thing."

He glared at then, his eyes flashing with red and his brows furrowing. "You don’t know anything about ," he snapped. "Or about what I want."

I leaned in even closer, my lips brushing against his ear. "Then why don’t you tell ?" I whispered. "What do you want, Park Min?"

He shuddered then, his breath coming fast and shallow. "What the hell is wrong with you? I don’t even know," he admitted softly.

I pulled back then, smiling at him. "Liar," I said. "But that’s okay. We have all night to figure it out."

He looked at then, his eyes wide with surprise. "What do you an?" he asked.

I pointed out the window, where the rain was coming down in sheets. "The storm," I said. "It’s flooded the roads. We’re stuck here overnight."

His eyes widened even more. "Here?" he said. "In this place?"

I nodded. "Looks like it," I said. "Just you and . In this tiny little office."

He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. "I don’t know if that’s a good idea," he said.

I laughed then, shaking my head. "Too late now," I said. "We’re committed. And I for one am looking forward to getting to know you better."

He didn’t say anything to that, just stared at with those big, wide eyes of his. But I could see the desire written all over his face. He wanted , just as much as I wanted him, but his homophobic ass won’t accept it.

So I did the worst thing any body would ever do, I risked it all, at this mont I was either going to get fired, beaten and driven out or this would be the first step into taming him.

So I started to take off my clothes, right there in front of him. I could see his eyes following my every move, drinking in the sight of my bare skin.

"You can look," I said, throwing my shirt at him. "I know you want to."

He caught the shirt reflexively, his fingers brushing against my skin as he did. I shivered at the contact, my body already heating up with desire.

He looked at , his left eye getting smaller as his right brow was being raised but imdiately I looked down at his dick, it was raising against his trouser. "Coward" I said.

"What?!"

"Coward." I repeated.

"We’re both straight, so helping each other isn’t a problem. Or do you have feelings for .?

And I guess that was the trigger word.

He was undressing too, his movents quick and efficient. And suddenly there we were, naked and alone together in a small office, the rain pounding against the windows outside.

"You know...," I breathed, looking at him. "You look amazing."

He went red again, looking away shyly. "You’re not so bad yourself," he murmured.

I moved closer to him then, until we were inches apart. I could feel the heat of his body, the way his breath hitched in his throat as I got closer.

"Park Min," I whispered. "What are we doing here?"

He looked at then, his eyes dark and intense. "I don’t know," he admitted.

"If you want I can help you." I said

"But I need you to say you want ." I continued.

"It hurts"

"What?"

"I said it hurts, why did we undress if you weren’t going to do anything anyway."

"Because I wanted to see you beg . And until you do, I’ll not help you."