Impossible Romance - Chapter 20

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20.

Once the hot water cascaded over my neck and soaked my entire body, I finally felt alive. The thought of finishing my wash and drifting into a peaceful sleep made the tension melt away, lifting my spirits considerably.
After drying myself with a towel, I realized I hadn’t brought a change of clothes. Since this wasn’t my own apartment, I’d acted out of habit without thinking—a careless mistake.
‘What do I do?’
I hesitated for a moment. I could wear my outer clothes, but my undergarments were the problem. I’d washed them by hand out of habit, and they were still damp—unwearable.
I was startled for a moment, but surely I wouldn’t run into Kwon Seok-ha at this hour. He must be exhausted and already asleep after his shower.
I wrapped the large towel around myself and tied it firmly at my chest. Then I carefully opened the bathroom door. No matter how I thought about it, this was the only way.
My bedroom wasn’t far from the bathroom, so if I just went straight there, everything should be fine. But as always, my expectations fell short of reality.
Kwon Seok-ha, fresh from his shower, stood in the living room drinking water—and he was looking directly at me.
“Are you seriously trying to seduce me like this?”
He spoke with a mocking tone, but beneath the soft lighting, his eyes glimmered with unmistakable desire.
“…Please don’t joke.”
My neck flushed crimson.
“A joke? If I fall for you, it’ll become the truth, won’t it?”
He gazed at me more intently and took a step closer.
“I simply forgot to bring a change of clothes. That’s all.”
I spoke with my lower lip slightly caught between my teeth, standing motionless. If we were to live together, moments like this would happen far more frequently. Just thinking about it made my face burn and my chest ache.
“Is that so? What a shame.”
Kwon Seok-ha’s eyes expressed disbelief as he began to scrutinize me from head to toe.
The sight of my wet hair, the glistening moisture on my cheeks, my unusually pale and delicate neck, and my rounded shoulders made his body tense with longing.
Though wrapped in a white towel, under the soft lighting it looked as though I wore a simple dress.
My legs stretched out beneath the towel that fell to my thighs, and even my fidgeting toes appeared endearingly cute to him.
“Hah.”
A scorching desire rose through his lower body with such intensity it made him ache. He began walking toward me slowly.
His mind filled with shameless thoughts—licking my eyelids with his tongue, caressing my cheeks, biting my lips—yet outwardly he maintained a facade of composure as he approached with deliberate slowness.
My pupils dilated as I watched Kwon Seok-ha before the bathroom entrance. Like a butterfly caught in a web, I was held captive by his relentless gaze, my legs refusing to move. A bold thought even crossed my mind—the desire to draw closer to him.
This was the boundary between reason and instinct. Perhaps the courage came from knowing we were alone in this space, with no one else around.
Han Seon-young’s warnings and insults from just hours ago echoed in my mind, but I wanted to ignore them.
‘No, I can’t. This isn’t right.’
I barely managed to steady my crumbling resolve and attempted to move forward. Or rather, I tried to.
“Jun-hee.”
He called my name in a husky voice, unusually deep and resonant today. It was too sweet, too sticky—impossible to pretend I hadn’t heard.
I stopped and looked at him.
“Want to play with me? Not seriously—just starting light and easy.”
He asked playfully, his eyes narrowing with amusement. Yet his dark pupils seemed more serious than ever.
Could it be that he, too, was hiding behind a thin mask, feigning cruelty just as I was?
Pretending to hate and torment when in truth I couldn’t let go of my old feelings?
The question lingered, but I quickly dismissed the thought.
“What do you…?”
Jun-hee threw a small question at me, overlaying my erased thoughts.
Kwon Seok-ha, who always loved to play around, could never be this serious—so this moment must be a misunderstanding.
He stared at her intently.
Jun-hee, with her pristine face and widened eyes, drove Kwon Seok-ha mad instead.
“What do you mean? I’m saying you and I should roll around together. You’re not thinking we’d play some childish game like we used to, are you?”
Kwon Seok-ha stepped closer to Jun-hee and spoke. A sweet fragrance emanated from her, fresh from the shower—like a newly bloomed rose.
“The director warned me. About you, sir…”
“I know. I heard it all. But she said she doesn’t mind if we roll around in bed, didn’t she? You heard it today—don’t you remember?”
He gently lifted Jun-hee’s chin.
Jun-hee’s eyes trembled violently. Kwon Seok-ha had been listening from the very beginning.
Should I push him away and retreat to my room?
Or should I repay the humiliation Han Seon-young gave me this way instead?
Your son came to me of his own volition.
So I’m not at fault.
But the moment I’d be held in his arms, the sharp resolve I’d hardened against him would crumble.
“You look hesitant. Our kiss before wasn’t bad, was it? Did you not enjoy it?”
Kwon Seok-ha laughed as if he could see right through Jun-hee’s true feelings.
“No…”
The instant Jun-hee tried to deny it, her lips were drawn into his mouth. Kwon Seok-ha, closing the distance between them, bit her soft lips fiercely.
The sensation of tender flesh pressing together and being roughly kneaded sent a sharp thrill through her entire body. Feeling that sensation fully, Jun-hee closed her eyes and embraced his back.
A passionate pleasure rising from within shook her. Yet as always, Jun-hee couldn’t easily accept this pleasure that had come to her. Tangled in pride and guilt, she simply pressed her lips together.
As their lips slowly parted, Kwon Seok-ha’s hand caressed her delicate cheek. The movement of his rough, large fingers was so delicate, as if she were a jewel about to shatter at any moment.
His hand, which had touched Jun-hee’s cheek and caressed her neck and shoulder, pulled her waist closer. Even as she was drawn toward Kwon Seok-ha, Jun-hee’s attention barely clung to the towel she’d hastily knotted.
Compared to her slender frame, her full breasts looked precarious, as if they might slip free from the towel and be exposed at any second.
Whether Kwon Seok-ha knew this or not, he gently caressed the waist now in his grasp.
“Mmh.”
Hot breath escaped Jun-hee’s lips.
It was because he lowered his head again and bit her lips. Her soft lips began to press together and be roughly kneaded. Boldly and without restraint.
Jun-hee moved in response, following his kiss. Without realizing it, a burning passion filled her lips, and she nearly forgot herself.
‘This won’t do. I can’t let this happen.’
A thread-thin thread of reason held back her desire. Barely escaping the waves of emotion, Jun-hee managed to pull herself from his embrace.
“Please don’t do this.”
“Wasn’t this what you wanted?”
Their lips had parted, but Kwon Seok-ha’s eyes were filled with desire.
“No, it wasn’t. Sir.”
Jun-hee completely withdrew from him, stepping back.
“Are you really sure?”
He looked extremely confident, as if he was certain Jun-hee wanted him.
“When you said I should stay here as collateral, did you mean it like this? Are you trying to test it out?”
I turned to head back to my room, but then I stopped and looked at him squarely.
“What do you mean by that?”
Kwon Seok-ha tilted his head slightly as he answered, his voice still carrying that heated edge.
“If that’s what you mean, then I’m worth more than the collateral you put up, sir. You’d need to offer at least double.”
As I finished speaking, I clenched my teeth hard. My fists were so tightly squeezed that the veins on the back of my hands became visible.
“I’ll give you double. Actually, triple is possible too. For Kwon Seok-ha’s collateral, that much is only fair. So, shall we head straight to the bedroom? Or here works too. I’ve always had a fantasy about the dining table.”
He was not one to back down from my provocation. He took another step closer.
I glared at Kwon Seok-ha in silence. Indignation mixed with sorrow, and my eyes began to glisten. I held back the tears that threatened to spill, but the trembling pupils beneath the light could not be hidden.
“You still have a long way to go. If you provoke your older brother even once more….”
Kwon Seok-ha, now close enough to touch, gently caressed my cheek with his palm. His eyes were filled with an inexplicable tenderness.
“…”
What on earth was he trying to say?
My heart pounded harder than it ever had.
Kwon Seok-ha, gazing down at me quietly, opened his mouth wide.

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