Impossible Romance - Chapter 56

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56.

I entered the Hotel with Kwon Seok-ha in broad daylight, the sun hanging high and bright in the sky. Even as the Front Desk staff offered their courteous explanations, my face burned with embarrassment.
As we walked toward the Elevator, Kwon Seok-ha gripped my hand firmly—more securely than ever, as though worried I might collapse.
“Are we really going?”
I asked quietly in front of the Elevator. My mind was still reeling from the bomb I’d just dropped, and I couldn’t help but worry if this was truly the right thing to do.
“What are you imagining?”
Kwon Seok-ha teased me with eyes full of laughter.
“What?”
“I ordered food sent to the Room. Your face is a mess from crying. Wash up, eat, and then we’ll head to the Company. If you desperately want something else, we can do that too.”
“What? No, when did I ever ask for anything like that?”
I shot him a bewildered look and tried to pull my hand away, ready to give him a piece of my mind, but the Elevator doors opened at that moment and I stepped inside instead.
Even as I glared at him with a pouty expression, Kwon Seok-ha kept smiling. My hand remained firmly clasped in his as the Elevator rose swiftly.

The Guest Room was a space Kwon Seok-ha used privately. He entered with natural ease and immediately wrapped his arms around my waist.
The Hotel view visible in the bright daylight was refreshing and clean. Yet simultaneously, the touch of the man holding me was scorching and sinister.
‘Is this the right thing to do?’
I wondered, watching Kwon Seok-ha gaze down at me.
My confession had been reckless and thoughtless. Even knowing that full well, I lacked the resolve to push away his touch. I looked at him with anxious uncertainty as he held me.
He stared at me intently. The hand gripping my waist burned so hot that the warmth seemed to reach my heart. He tilted his head and caught my lip with his teeth.
As our breaths tangled together, his hand at my waist grew rougher. Though I should have grown accustomed by now, his touch remained overwhelmingly stimulating, and I couldn’t help but exhale sharply.
Kwon Seok-ha, who knew every corner of my body, pressed his lower body flush against mine and kissed me deeply. My eyes widened before slowly closing.
All the thoughts that had occupied my mind during the Car ride here evaporated in that moment. I decided to postpone any judgment about whether this choice was right or wrong. For now, his kiss felt as urgent as necessity itself.
It was strange. I had declared to his mother that I loved this man, yet the sensation of our touching lips filled me with endless unease.
Kwon Seok-ha, who had been kissing me as though devouring my lips, lifted his head. He pulled my waist closer and led me toward the Bathroom. My eyes filled with confusion as I looked at him.
“We need to wash.”
“What?”
“We came here to wash, didn’t we?”
Kwon Seok-ha caressed my soft skin tenderly before positioning me in front of the sink.
Nestled against him, I looked into the mirror. Within the pristine glass and its elegant golden frame, a woman stained with tears stared back.
Standing before the mirror, the sight was pitiful. The realization that I’d come all the way to this Hotel while looking like this, receiving Kwon Seok-ha’s embrace on the Street, made me dizzy.
Perhaps that’s why Kwon Seok-ha had insisted on coming to the Hotel first. At least I hadn’t worn eye makeup—otherwise, the area around my eyes would have looked like a panda’s.
I turned on the faucet and washed my face with warm water. Kwon Seok-ha, standing directly behind me, buried his lips against the nape of my neck. The sound of water droplets splashing mixed with his kisses.
Even after I finished washing, his kisses didn’t end. His hand found the buttons of my blouse and moved with practiced skill.
Through the mirror, the man’s hand movements were utterly sensual. As his fingers moved slowly, the buttons came undone one by one.
As my soft blouse slipped away like a celestial maiden’s feathered robe, his hand moved again. He kneaded my exposed upper body gently, leaving me helpless to resist.
“Ah!”
A short moan escaped my parted lips. My legs weakened, and though I braced myself against the sink with both hands, it wasn’t enough. My upper body collapsed onto the cool marble countertop.
Kwon Seok-ha pressed his torso firmly against mine as his hands moved, slowly rubbing my soft skin as though savoring it while his hips thrust deliberately.
Swelling desire interlocked with mine, sending a tingling sensation through my entire body. Dizzying pleasure ignited within me as he quickened his pace.
I lay face-down, catching a glimpse of the mirror before me. Kwon Seok-ha stood behind me, driving into me with an intensity that felt as though he meant to consume me entirely. It occurred to me, almost absently, that his chiseled features—usually so composed—were coming undone in moments like this. Then, through the mirror, our eyes met.
“Jun-hee, you still have energy left?”
He smiled wickedly, his movements becoming more fervent as he gripped my waist with powerful intensity.
“Ah… ah…”
I trembled, gasping with effort. My legs weakened and my entire body grew languid, yet a heavy, intoxicating pleasure enveloped me completely.
Even as he moved with urgency, he seemed unsatisfied, biting at my lips—licking and sucking before releasing them, then rolling my earlobe between his teeth.
I felt as though every cell in my body had become his. It was as if he’d drawn out every last piece of me, leaving nothing behind. I didn’t hate it. No—it felt so exquisite I was nearly delirious with bliss.
My tear-dampened lashes trembled as I looked at the mirror again. Kwon Seok-ha gazed back at me with a smile, his eyes glistening with fine beads of sweat on his brow. In his pupils, I saw a love laden with desire.
“Jun-hee, we’ll need to wash again.”
He draped his body completely over mine and whispered mischievously.
“I hate you!”
I shot him a glare, but laughter bubbled up, making everything even more of a mess.

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In the end, I never made it back to the Company. After washing and taking an afternoon nap in the Bedroom, Kwon Seok-ha drove me back to my apartment.
When I insisted on going to the Company, he refused—yet he went alone himself. I was too exhausted to argue strongly against him.
Kwon Seok-ha had pressing matters that required his attention, so he couldn’t clear his entire schedule. As the center of the Company, it was only natural.
It was unusual for him to rearrange his schedule so suddenly, making this day feel more like his own indulgence than mine. When he returned to the Company, he left at his usual time.
Perhaps he’d wanted to come back sooner, but circumstances didn’t allow it. At the sound of the Entrance Door opening, I rushed out. Kwon Seok-ha’s arms were filled with red roses—easily a hundred of them.
The Foyer was completely saturated with the fragrance of roses.
“What is all this?”
I asked as I accepted the bouquet from him. My heart raced at something so completely unexpected.
“Today marks day one of us officially dating. I couldn’t just let that pass.”
He finished speaking and immediately kissed my cheek. In that instant, the rose fragrance came alive, filling my nostrils and flooding my lungs.
His large hand gently caressed my hair.
“How did you spend your day?”
“I slept a bit.”
I answered shyly. My entire body still seemed to burn with the warmth he’d left behind.
“Good. Let’s eat.”
He waved a paper bag that had been hidden behind the bouquet. The Sushi Restaurant logo printed on it was familiar—I remembered when he’d offered me sushi before, insisting I eat it in his place.
“Let me arrange these.”
I said, feeling guilty about merely receiving food. Lately, whenever I was with Kwon Seok-ha, I felt as though I were indulging in luxuries beyond my station.
“No. Let’s go together.”
He took my hand and led me to the Dining Table. As he set down the sushi set, I searched for a vase and arranged the rose bouquet. I considered letting them dry into preserved flowers, but the fresh, vibrant blooms looked far more beautiful alive.
What followed was remarkably ordinary and peaceful. After eating together, we naturally drifted to the Sofa without either of us suggesting it, spending time as we always had.
A light variety show played on the television. Kwon Seok-ha, unable to finish his work at the Company, was reviewing documents on his tablet.
I leaned against his back, eating ice cream. It was a rare, complete day of rest. Instead of complicated thoughts, I wanted to fill the time with lighter things.
“Should we shower together?”

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