Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games

Chapter 14

Post-meeting, Oner was on cloud nine. The acknowledgment from the CEOs and especially from Faker, who was well-known in the industry, had him walking on air. His steps were light, almost like he was dancing towards his table, reveling in his achievement.

However, his elation was soon to be overshadowed by the ever-mischievous Gumayusi. Noting the spring in Oner's step and the boyish glee lighting up his eyes, Gumayusi was drawn towards him, almost magnetically. There was something undeniably captivating about seeing this usually stoic man so animated.

"That was quite the performance back there," Gumayusi purred, sauntering closer to Oner with every word. "Brave move for someone so new."

Still basking in the afterglow of his success, Oner grinned, not quite catching onto Gumayusi's encroaching proximity. "Thank you! I just thought it could be a solution, didn't expect-"

Before Oner could finish, Gumayusi's arm snaked around his waist, pulling him close. The unexpected closeness made Oner's heart race, his words catching in his throat. "You know," Gumayusi's voice dropped to a sultry whisper, his lips close to Oner's ear, "I find intelligence quite... seductive."

Oner's body tensed, his naive nature flaring as he tried to muster a retort. "I-uh, that was just-"

But Gumayusi was not done. Distracted by the soft warmth of Oner's body and the faint scent of his cologne, he began to nuzzle Oner's neck absentmindedly. A shocked gasp escaped Oner's lips. In this intimate silence, Gumayusi mumbled, "You smell... intoxicating."

Just as the atmosphere grew thick with tension, an unexpected knock on the door jolted them back to reality. Like a cat caught in the act, Gumayusi swiftly retreated to his desk, adopting an air of casual indifference. "Come in!" he called out, voice steady.

Oner, however, was a mess. His face a shade of deep crimson, he tried to rearrange his disheveled state before sinking into his chair.

The door opened to reveal a staff member who quickly relayed a message about an upcoming appointment and then hurriedly left, sensing the thick atmosphere.

Once the door clicked shut, Gumayusi shot a sly glance towards Oner, observing his ruffled appearance. But what Oner couldn't see was the rapid pulse in Gumayusi's neck, or the subtle tremor in his fingers, revealing a surge of emotions even he couldn't fully comprehend.