BOOK 1: The Heir Series; Choi Seungcheol

39: SENTIMENTS

Seungcheol silently watched Taerin as she slept soundly beside him, her body warm and pliant against him. She was tucked into him, her breath soft and steady against his chest, and one slender leg was thrown over his. He took a second to feel his own heartbeat and it seems like their hearts were beating together.

But he still wasn't sure if they beat the same rhythm. If what happened a few hours ago will make everything change for the both of them?

He leaned down to touch a gentle kiss on top of Taerin's head. He doesn't want to wake her up. He tired her out that she slept immediately after their action. She was a virgin when he took her and he was sure she was still sore from taking him.

A virgin. Honestly, he was surprised to know his wife was a virgin. But nevertheless, he had never doubted Taerin Dominique. She's not like those girls. Even before, she's not just a so–so. She's a woman with pride, brain, and class. She's worth a billion. And it fed his hot-blooded male pride to know she was his--only his.

A smile curved on his lips at the memory of his wife's body under his, so responsive, hot, wild, and beautiful. For the first time in his life, he was feeling sated-complete. And as time goes by, he feels like his feeling for her is deepening.

Now that he had a taste of paradise, he was plunged into a darker hunger, craving, and aching desire to want more. He had never experienced this kind of feeling before – after steamy monkey sex. Yes, he felt satisfied, but never his heart. There's always that something that is missing. And always afterward, he never let those women sleep through the night with him. He was always the one leaving first – the one in control.

But with Taerin, he found he had broken his rules – not one but all of them.

Maybe Taerin was the only exception to his rule because she's different. She had his heart right in the middle of her palm – four years ago up until now.

"Seungcheol." He turned to Taerin when she suddenly moved. "You're at it again." She mumbled hoarsely.

That earned her a chuckle. He didn't know that she'll wake up because of that. "I'm sorry. It's daybreak. It's cold."

"Then I'll keep you warm." He smiled when Taerin snuggled closer to him, reminding him of her glorious body, enough to set him on fire. Well, that was fast.

He looked at the closed curtain and sunlight was starting to stream in the window. Another day has come. But this was the best morning he had after that nightmare of his life. He tightened his hug on Taerin, thinking, what a great way to start his day.

Taerin slightly stirred in her sleep when she felt that bed creak. She felt bone-tired and exhausted that she couldn't even lift a finger. She feels like her body is covered with bruises. She wants to sleep more but she remembered why she feels like this in the morning.

Automatically, a smile formed on her lips, and her cheeks flamed. Choi Seungcheol was insatiable last night. She was still recovering from their first intense encounter and yet Seungcheol couldn't wait to have her again. He tortured her with slow, gentle lovemaking. He would bring her over the edge only to pull back and make her want more.

Taerin squeezed her thighs when she felt an ache starting to creep up between her legs in response to the memory of last night.

Damn, but Seungcheol was turning her into a wanton woman.

"Wife, wake up." A hand moved up to her waist, caressing up to her neck and back down. She's lying on their bed with her back facing him and a thin piece of cloth covering her naked body.

Sleepy eyed, she opened her eyes only to be greeted by the face of his handsome husband.

Husband. Yes. Choi Seungcheol was no doubt her husband in every word.