Impossible Romance - Chapter 9

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9.

My legs gave way beneath me, and I found myself leaning entirely on his hand for support. His large, firm hand gripped me tightly while his other arm wrapped around my waist.
When the rough, scorching kiss continued for a moment longer, I regained my senses and pulled my hand free from his grasp.
Yet Kwon Seok-ha paid no mind, deepening the kiss as he drew me closer.
His hot tongue explored the inside of my mouth with an intensity that made me tremble.
The delicate scent of roses lingered in Kwon Seok-ha’s breath.
Truth be told, he had wanted this since we were eating—ever since he watched my lips move as I chewed, or perhaps from the moment he saw me in the car.
No, that wasn’t quite right.
When he turned his head, drawn by something irresistible at the Hotel, he saw me in that Corridor dealing with some insignificant man.
Yes, from that moment on, he had wanted to hold me like this.
My small, soft body trembled against his firm chest. Even the way my shoulders rose and fell with each breath was so endearing it was intoxicating.
His entire body burned with desire for me, and his lower half made its own insistent demands.
“Haah….”
As the suffocating kiss continued, I struck his shoulder with my free arm.
Though my blow was weak, Kwon Seok-ha lifted his head.
“You wanted me to kiss you, didn’t you?”
He asked with a smug grin, barely releasing my lips.
“I never said that.”
I answered, my cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment. Even as I remained nestled in his arms, a tingling sensation spread through my lower abdomen.
“You pointed at your lips, so I thought you were asking for a kiss.”
Kwon Seok-ha chuckled lazily, making a joke that wouldn’t fool anyone.
“I was pointing at the wound beside your lip. I said I’d apply ointment to it.”
My face burning bright red, I huffed out the rest of my explanation.
“What should I do? I misunderstood.”
Kwon Seok-ha’s face showed no trace of genuine apology. The way he looked down at me with that playful smirk was exactly like the mischievous boy I had known at the Villa long ago.
Or rather, it seemed like he was barely suppressing the urge to exhale sharply—a rebellious defiance barely contained.
‘At this age, damn it.’
The brief kiss had left me frustrated rather than satisfied, as though it had only whetted my appetite.
Swallowing a curse, Kwon Seok-ha looked at me again and lifted one corner of his mouth. His confident smile naturally masked his desire beneath a veneer of playfulness.
“Would you like to kiss my lips instead? That way it would be fair.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
I pushed against his firm chest with a sullen expression. Kwon Seok-ha yielded easily to my gentle pressure and laughed lightly.
Ignoring his gaze, I hurried into the apartment, bustling about in search of bandages and ointment.
As though they were the only salvation that could resolve this awkward situation.
“Sit there.”
I pointed to the small chair I used as both a dining table and desk.
Kwon Seok-ha removed his shoes at the Foyer and stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room. The soft smile he had worn while looking at me faded, replaced by a subtle displeasure.
The flimsy door and windows, the walls that looked ready to crumble—there was nothing about this place that pleased him. It seemed as though any ruffian could break in without warning.
I barely suppressed another curse when our eyes met.
Though my apartment was cramped, it wasn’t dirty, so I had thought there was nothing shameful about inviting a guest inside. But seeing Kwon Seok-ha’s expression, my feelings were hurt.
However, if Kwon Seok-ha hadn’t been here, I couldn’t know what might have happened. Setting aside my discomfort, I gathered the bandages and ointment.
“Let me apply some ointment to your wound.”
At her words, Kwon Seok-ha remained seated quietly.
I dipped a cotton swab in ointment and applied it to the wound near his lips. I was relieved that it wasn’t bleeding heavily.

“Ow! Are you actually treating this properly?”
“I am treating it properly. Just stay still for a moment! Why are you being such a baby about this, a grown man!”
“I’m not fully grown yet.”

I recalled the first time I met him and applied medicine to his wounds.
Back then, when youth swelled as verdantly as the green foliage, Kwon Seok-ha would complain if a wound stung and throw a tantrum.
I had scolded him firmly back then. Since Grandfather wasn’t present, I had given him quite the earful.
Would Kwon Seok-ha remember that time?
As I gently dabbed near his lips with the cotton swab, our eyes met—he was staring intently at me. When I thought about how his deep, dark eyes and red lips had just touched mine moments ago, my hand faltered.
“What? Do you covet my lips?”
His languid gaze toward me enveloped my body and heart.
“No!”
I hastily tore open a bandage so my true feelings wouldn’t be exposed. Whenever I was with Kwon Seok-ha, I found myself becoming increasingly wanton without realizing it.
Yes, this was just that kind of feeling—nothing more than that.
After finishing the treatment, I put the ointment and bandages away in a drawer.
Kwon Seok-ha, who had taken in her small, delicate silhouette, also rose from his seat. The tall man standing in the cramped apartment filled it completely.
“Thank you for today, Executive Director.”
I bowed politely. It was both an expression of gratitude and a silent signal for him to go home now.
“Just words?”
“Ah… I’ll buy you a meal next time.”
“A meal? That sounds a bit presumptuous.”
“Why is that?”
“Anyway, it’s presumptuous.”
“I’ll buy you a delicious meal. An expensive one.”
I responded politely to Kwon Seok-ha’s baseless criticism. He was a man who never let anything pass easily, but today I had decided to overlook his behavior in many ways. If he hadn’t been here, tonight might have truly been horrific.
“Okay.”
“Then, goodbye.”
I was absolutely desperate to get Kwon Seok-ha out of my apartment. I said goodbye to him right away.
“Come down. We still need to finish discussing work.”
However, Kwon Seok-ha had no intention of parting ways now. Instead, he issued a curt directive and headed toward the foyer.
“Work discussion?”
“There’s something I forgot to mention earlier.”
“Then, wouldn’t it be better to do that tomorrow? It’s late today.”
Jun-hee took a step back and spoke, her flushed cheeks betraying her emotions as she rolled her wide eyes, oblivious to how they appeared in Kwon Seok-ha’s gaze.
‘That’s exactly why I can’t leave her outside.’
Kwon Seok-ha suppressed the intense heat rising from deep within his core.
He hadn’t realized it while staying in the United States, but now that he’d seen her face again, he couldn’t simply abandon her.
“You have to go to the Police Station anyway. They’ll need your statement as the victim. Come down.”
Kwon Seok-ha left the room without entertaining any further excuses.
“Then I’ll go to the Police Station separately.”
Jun-hee had already accepted his help, and the thought of becoming further indebted to him for the remaining matters felt deeply uncomfortable.
But Kwon Seok-ha’s expression grew even more troubled, his thick brows furrowing deeply.
“Damn it. You’re going to stay in this apartment after what just happened? What if that bastard gets released immediately? Stop talking nonsense and get down here now.”
Kwon Seok-ha’s expression was angrier than ever before, his resolve so firm that no argument Jun-hee could make would sway him.
In this moment, she had to admit he was right, and she could no longer insist on her own way.

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The car, which had been gliding smoothly, slipped into the Underground Parking Garage of the Luxury Officetel.
Jun-hee gazed intently at Kwon Seok-ha as he drove beside her, then turned her head away.
After filing her statement at the Police Station, Jun-hee had ended up at Kwon Seok-ha’s Officetel.
Just as he’d said, the Downstairs Neighbor was released after a brief investigation.
The injuries Jun-hee sustained appeared minor to the eye, and since the man claimed to be remorseful, he wasn’t taken into custody. There would be a trial later, but being in the same building as such a man posed a genuine danger.
In fact, the man’s physical appearance was far more battered than Jun-hee’s, and without Kwon Seok-ha’s lawyer, it would have been classified as mutual assault. Instead, it was settled as a matter of noise complaints and unauthorized entry.
The moment Jun-hee saw the man’s eyes, her entire body went cold. The Downstairs Neighbor, who had been docile toward Kwon Seok-ha, looked at her with an unsettling gleam—the kind of gaze that suggested immediate retaliation.
As a result, Jun-hee found herself needing to find a friend’s place or another accommodation for the time being. So she had no choice but to first listen to what he had to say about business matters.
“Let’s go. We need to discuss business.”
Kwon Seok-ha smiled softly at Jun-hee, as if he’d already forgotten what had happened at the Police Station moments before. His gaze held a fresh, captivating light.
“Yes.”
Jun-hee answered briefly and followed Kwon Seok-ha out of the car.

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