"Y-You scared !"
I knew that a Upsilon Alpha had beast-like physical abilities, but I never imagined they could approach so silently, without sound or presence, even in the dark. At this point, it’s less like a beast and more like an actual beast.
"I wasn’t asking that."
Yoon Taeo’s chest touched my back. Perhaps he hadn’t dried his hair properly, as the damp strands brushed against my cheek as he stood too close. He gripped my wrist a little tighter and started muttering strange things.
"Wait, wait a minute...!"
I struggled in the uncomfortable position, but the forearm blocking my waist and his body behind , like a wall, completely restricted my movent. In fact, with every attempt to move, it felt like Yoon Taeo’s body pressed closer, so I stopped trying.
"What were you doing?"
"...I ca to check the bedding, but the lights suddenly broke..."
I was still holding a cylindrical lamp in my hand.
"Are you asking to believe that? You didn’t turn it off on purpose?"
Crazy bastard. Before I could rebut, Yoon Taeo’s hand, which had been gripping my wrist, began to move. Slowly, like a bug crawling, it slid across the back of my hand, past my fingers. At the sa ti, the dim light from the lamp I held illuminated the room.
"Just press one button."
"...I usually control it through an app, but... I don’t have my phone right now..."
"Your words, Secretary Baek, aren’t very credible in this area."
Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise. Yoon Taeo shifted his position, which had made feel uncomfortable, and turned around by my wrist to face him. The lamp in my hand was snatched away and thrown onto the bed.
"I don’t know what misunderstanding you have, but I really ca to check the bedding, okay? It’s sothing I do every day..."
I was right about my earlier thought. Yoon Taeo had just finished showering, his hair still wet. His damp hair was disheveled, and it didn’t look good at all. Under the faint light, his face seed to cast deeper shadows than usual, and his eyes looked darker. His nose was sharply defined, his lips full and moist without a wrinkle... Ha, let’s skip the details.
"Well. Honestly, I don’t believe you. Didn’t you try to solve things with your body three tis already?"
"Stop saying I solved things with my body!"
I did try to argue, but I understood what Yoon Taeo was saying.
"Han Yejun was the one who developed feelings on his own, and I already told you Wonk Gyuil wasn’t like that."
"There’s more than just that."
"...That... isn’t like that, I swear..."
I was frustrated. So frustrated that I could jump up, but my mouth wouldn’t move. Well... Yoon Taeo was right. The reason I ended up here was because I tried to resolve things with my body. And the reason my mouth won’t move...
"And right now, isn’t it the sa? You seem like you’re looking at so intensely that I feel embarrassed."
It’s his chest... What the hell? Why did he co out without even wearing a shirt? His body, just out of the shower, was fully exposed. Just as I expected, his shoulders and arms were packed with muscles that looked like they could tear through anything.
His chest was the sa. The sensation in my hand wasn’t an illusion. The large muscles on either side spread apart beautifully. And between them, his nipples... Ha... I swallowed, my throat dry, and turned my gaze away.
Bastard, after all that exercise, he was hiding this. What a national treasure.
"I didn’t see anything."
"I didn’t know Secretary Kim was this bold. So daring to sexually harass your boss."
"S-Sexual harassnt?!"
"There’s a history of it, isn’t there?"
"That’s all a misunderstanding, I told you! I’m not like that!"
Listening to him, I got angry. Yeah, I did enjoy a little bit with my eyes, but does that an I’m being treated like soone who throws their body around? Han Yejun and Wonk Gyuil were both clear misunderstandings, and when I snuck into Yoon Taeo’s villa during his rut cycle, I was full of anxiety. That bastard doesn’t even understand that, and now he’s making up weird misunderstandings.
"How shaless."
Yoon Taeo’s overstep made my sanity snap. That’s it. I’m going to kill this bastard and go to hell.
"Even after seeing this, you’re still saying that...?"
"I told you, I haven’t experienced anything yet...!"
Yoon Taeo’s mocking voice mixed with the anger in my voice. As he spoke, he grabbed my shoulder and spun around. My mouth froze when I saw what he had directed my gaze to... What the hell is that...?
"...What do you an you haven’t?"
"Why... why is that here?"
The problem was the half-open drawer in the nightstand. It probably opened when I bumped into it earlier, but what was inside was strange. I wasn’t sure if I was seeing it correctly, so I picked up what was inside with my hand.
"XXXL... condoms... and gel..."
Let’s ignore the fact that the size was XXXL. There were dozens of condoms and gel bottles as big as a water bottle in the nightstand drawer. Seeing this, so of what Yoon Taeo said earlier started to make sense. If a secretary sneaks into a room and rummages through a drawer next to the bed with this stuff in it...
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I did sneak a peek at your... at your nipple... no, your body for a mont, but I had no such intention!"
My back of the neck beca cold. The anger I had been holding evaporated instantly. But Yoon Taeo’s state, frozen as if he wasn’t listening to , seed to be getting worse. I realized it was wise to escape right now, as he wouldn’t listen to any further argunt.
I took slow, deliberate steps backward, trying not to move too quickly. Even when I took three steps toward the door, Yoon Taeo still didn’t budge. I thought now was the ti to run, turning my body to rush toward the door.
Three steps, two steps, one step...!
"Good night!"
I grabbed the doorknob and said my evening greeting. As I was about to open the door and leave, a large, hot hand wrapped around my neck, stopping my movent.
"What did you just say?"
"Y-Yes...?"
The sudden question caught off guard. Yoon Taeo’s hand was so tight, and even though it wasn’t pressing on any vital points, it gently cupped my neck, sending a chill through my body. My hand that was holding the doorknob froze in place.
"Good night...?"
"Not that."
"Condom...?"
"You’re not trying to joke with ."
What the hell did I just say? Listening to Yoon Taeo’s voice, which didn’t sound like a joke at all, I desperately tried to think, but it was impossible to recall what had been said. The conversation from before had already vanished from my mind.
"Did you just say there was nothing?"
Yoon Taeo let go of my neck and turned around. His face was strange. It seed like he was angry, but also smiling. Considering he doesn’t usually show much emotion, it was hard to read.
"...What? I’ve got so many things, what could you an...?"
"That’s true. Now that I think about it, you’re not cautious at all. You’re especially reckless."
Before I knew it, my back was pressed against the door. Yoon Taeo had blocked the space in front of like a wall, placing his hands on either side of my head to make it impossible for to move. Naturally, his upper body was completely exposed.
...So you’re not the only one with nothing. You have no sha, either. It’s a blessing the room lights are dim.
"I thought you said you hadn’t experienced anything yet."
"Th-That...!"
...Right. I think I said that. I got so angry at Yoon Taeo for pushing in this direction that I ended up spilling a secret that wasn’t really a secret. My vision spun in every direction. My eyes couldn’t focus on one spot, trembling and unsure where to land.
"I’ve never done anything like that. I an, I’m what, my age? I definitely have experience... a lot of it."
"Really a lot? Why does your voice sound so shaky?"
I tried to speak calmly, but the words coming up my throat broke off like a lagging video, rising and falling with my unsettled emotions. I tried to calm myself and spoke again.
"Of course not, but if I did, what does that have to do with being a secretary?"
It seed like I could finally read Yoon Taeo’s emotions. His face, which had been stiff, now had a clear smile on it. His eyes even crinkled with the smile... so beautiful. He looked down at for a long ti.
"You’re doing sothing cuter than I thought."
With a voice full of laughter, Yoon Taeo’s hand slipped through my hair, ssing it up. His long fingers ruthlessly ruffled my hair. I imdiately thought, is he trying to rip my hair out?
"Go away now."
What a bastard. Like his house dog, he ruffles my hair, then tells to leave. But I was just glad I could avoid an uncomfortable situation, so when I left the room, I heard his voice from behind.
"Sleep well, Si-eon."
"...CEO!"
That bastard. I wish he would stop calling that.
I went into the room and threw myself onto the bed. Every ti I’m with Yoon Taeo, it feels like my energy is drained. He’s the only flaw in what used to be a relaxing lifestyle. But then sothing in my pants pocket caught my attention. I reached {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} into my pocket and pulled out what I had found.
"Why is this here...?"
It was the sa item that had been in Yoon Taeo’s nightstand earlier. I fiddled with it, curiosity getting the better of . I tore open the packaging, and as I unrolled it, I realized it was endless.
"What is this, is this even for humans...? What’s going on...?"
Jokingly, it seed like it could cover my forearm up to my elbow. After all... Yoon Taeo is an Alpha, and with his build, it's obvious.
I only saw one condom, but as more ridiculous thoughts flooded my mind, I shook my head. No. This grotesque thing needs to be put away quickly. As I tried to sit up, ready to dispose of it, I heard a voice.
"Secretary Baek, if nothing’s wrong, you should leave tomorrow..."
As I opened the door and stuck my head out, I t Yoon Taeo’s gaze. His eyes moved rapidly, alternating between my eyes and the object in my hand.
...I just want to die.
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