Chapter 3

“A-all right… You win, Mr. Hyung Woo. I will be your partner in bed,” I stammered, unable to hold back my desire. I wanted to match him—to be with him.

Sh*t. I’m going to regret this someday. I can already feel it.

But right now, there’s no turning back.

My boss smiled, clearly pleased. He looked proud—maybe even satisfied. Meanwhile, I stood there, nervous and uncertain about everything.

“Then let’s go, Miss Lilith,” he said, his voice deep and calm.

His large hands lifted my body as though I weighed nothing, and he carried me into his car.

“Where are we going, Mr. Hyung Woo?” I asked cautiously, catching the intense look in his eyes. There was something wild in them, something that made my chest tighten.

He gave a small smile.

“You already know where, Miss Lilith.”

We arrived at the hotel.

I stepped into the room first, removing the small bag from my shoulder and placing it on a bench by the wall. His eyes followed me as I pulled the tie from my hair, letting it fall loosely.

Damn. I’m clumsy right now.

I stood frozen for a moment, not sure what to do. Slowly, I reached for the zipper of my dress and let it fall from my shoulders, revealing the deep red underwear I’d worn beneath. When I turned to look at him, I caught the surprise on his face.

“Huh? You want to do it now, Miss Lilith?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

His tone made the moment feel awkward, but I wasn’t backing down.

“Huh? Why wouldn’t I? Weren’t you the one who asked me to be your bed partner?” I shot back.

I reached behind to unclasp my bra, revealing more of myself than I’d ever shown him before. His face flushed instantly, and I could tell he was holding back.

“There’s no need to warm up,” I said quietly. “I had everything prepared before this.”

I climbed slowly onto the bed, positioning myself deliberately but nervously.

“I-I’m ready to be with you tonight… but maybe you need a little time to relax,” I offered, noticing how stiff he still looked.

He shook his head, clearly flustered. His face was red, his ears even more so.

“I already warmed up before coming here. So don’t worry about that,” he replied, voice softer than before.

I watched as he loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Only his trousers remained. My eyes widened slightly as I took in his form—his lean, muscled torso and that familiar confident posture.

God. My heartbeat sped up. My body reacted before my thoughts could catch up.

“Miss Lilith,” he said, looking up at me again, “I need you to know… I can be rough in bed. I’m warning you now. If you’d prefer to take it slow—”

“Don’t talk too much,” I interrupted, breath catching. “I’ve already prepared myself to handle you, Mr. Hyung Woo.”

He blinked, surprised, and then smiled faintly.

“F-fine… if you insist,” he murmured.

I swallowed hard. His presence, his words, his everything—was making me restless.

“I-I’m ready,” I said, though the nerves fluttered deep in my chest.

He stepped closer. The air felt heavy between us now.

“Could you bend your legs, Miss Lilith?” he asked gently.

“Y-yes,” I whispered, heart racing.

I did as he asked. His eyes never left mine.

Dammit, I get nervous at times like this. He’s going to be rough tonight. I bend my legs and spread them.

“D-do I need a lube?”

My face flushed after he asked such an intimate question. When our eyes meet, I get a passionate look from within his eyes.

“Miss Lilith?”

“No. It’s already very wet; just put it in.”

I saw him unzip his pants and show me the long, big thing that was underneath his pants. It’s fantastic, it is so long and extensive.

“W-wait, I didn’t think this would go in,” I said nervously.

I was very nervous, and his lips touched my ear as his body got closer to me.

“Don’t worry, Miss Lilith, if you keep bending and spreading your legs, this will go in,” he cooed.

I tensed as his skin touched mine. I could feel him slowly sinking his massive body into mine.

“Annghh… Slow down, please.”

“Do I need to kiss you and make you relax?”

“N-no, just put it in. Aaahh!!”

My boss put his holdings in quickly.

“Miss Lilith, I warned you.”

I bit my lower lip, enduring the pain and fullness on my bottom.

“You hold it, okay?”

My boss held my hips and increasingly took complete possession of them.

“Aaahh!!” I shouted back.

I clutched hard at whatever I could reach and felt his massive hands retract my hips forward, striking my lower half with the object of his possession.

“Annghh-aah… ah…”

“Miss Lilith, you can still endure it?”

“Just do it, sir. Aaahh. Just do whatever you want on my body… Aaahh…”

“Miss Lilith, if you want anything, please just tell me.”

“Aahh… please slow down, I’m going crazy. I’m going crazy if you keep moving my hips and attacking me like this, Mr. Hyung. Aaahh”

His hands lifted my body, he sat me on his lap, and he continued to attack my bottom hard. My hand gripped his hair tightly, and a hot sensation spread. This is intimate and romantic, looking into his eyes and showing my passionate face.

“Aahh… Aaahh… Mr. Hyung…”

His hands stroked my long hair, kissing my lips with his hands that kept moving my hips without stopping attacking my bottom with his hard, long object. I don’t know how many times I’ve released liquid.

“M-Mr. Hyung… aah…”

We stared at each other. The satisfaction inside me swelled. I was finally doing what I’d wanted for so long—the hidden desire I thought I could never act on. And tonight, I did.

“Your long, wet hair is beautiful, Miss Lilith,” he whispered.

I collapsed into his arms, his words echoing softly just before everything went dark for a moment.

“Thank you, Mister Hyung,” I murmured. My voice was faint, barely conscious, and yet I could still feel him close—undeterred by my weakness.

Slowly, I opened my eyes. My body was heavy, but his presence was still near—firm, constant, overwhelming.

“Aaahh… Nnghh… How long have you been… like this?” I asked weakly, breath catching.

“We’re almost there,” he said. “But Lilith… when we’re like this—when we’re making love—you don’t look me in the eyes. You always close them. Do you think that doesn’t affect me?”

His voice was quiet, but serious.

“It’s because…” I whispered, closing my eyes again—not from pain, but because I didn’t want him to see the truth written all over my face.

Because I don’t want you to know that I like you.

“What’s wrong, Miss Lilith?” he asked, concern softening his voice. “You look awkward all of a sudden.”

“No,” I said quickly, avoiding his gaze.

“I don’t think you’re in the mood to tell me what you’re really thinking,