𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘆 • 𝘀𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗵𝘄𝗮

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chapter twenty-four
"dress sexy"

how many months has it been? seola lost count. but what she can say is that she has whooping million of dollars name under her and a property she never would've thought she'd own. she tried refusing the 20% share seonghwa has given her but apparently, he's more naughty than her. he won't listen to her. he completely disregarded her when she's speaking about the matter. his word were "it's just money. i have my own, you have yours" she tried arguing with the fact that it's originally his but he just won't listen.

so now here she is, at the garden of the house seonghwa bought 2 months ago. her laptop is on the table as she scrolls on nothing. seonghwa has been the same, still very supportive so she's fine. "aren't you cold?" seonghwa enters the garden, a wooden tray on his hand. the tray was filled with a bowl of dish he cooked and a beverage. "were you cooking?"

"yes, i can't let you in my kitchen again"

"that was one time" she argues. "yes, we just bought the house 3 weeks ago during that time you were saying" seonghwa pulled out a chair, sitting and crossing his legs. "seonghwa, i was thinking. should i start a business?" she leans on the table. "i mean, i need to use your money. you gave it to me" she added. "you can. just nothing that involves cooking. i don't think you'll have any customers if that happens"

"i'm being serious"

"so am i. i'm a business man, seola. i know how business works. if you're not good at one particular thing, don't bother making a business that involves it. it's as simple as it sounds. i'll call someone to help you out, you'll need more than those hands" seonghwa stood, planting a kiss on her forehead. "where are you going?" she raises a brow. "to the company. i need to sign a few papers and meet some partners. i think i'll be back before 8pm"

"no, scratch that. go to the company at 6pm, we'll have dinner together"

"i'm fine waiting" she stood, following seonghwa inside who grabbed his coat and slipped his arms in. "i'm not. i did not bring you here to wait for me everyday. i'll spend as much time as i can with you. i'll be waiting, alright?" she nods, touch at his sweet words. "oh and seola"

"dress sexy"

•

"will that be all?" seonghwa asked, closing the folder after signing the contract. "you've asked five times already, is someone beautiful waiting at home?" wooyoung teases. "i am the one waiting for her. that's all, right? i need to go" he stands up, turning to his mirror and fixing his hair. "i think it's time you color that hair. every time i see it it reminds of shits you've gone through"

"i will. soon. i think i like it"

"alright. i've booked the restaurant you've said and it seems seola is there now. you should go" wooyoung informs. "alright. thanks man. i'll leave everything to you now"

"alright, have fun. not too much though!"

seonghwa got off his car, closing the door and handing his keys to the valet. he entered the restaurant, the dark ambiance welcoming him. he walked in further until he spotted a familiar back. the back is way too familiar for him to not recognize. it's the back of the woman he would casually kiss and tonight he plans to not just kiss her. he needed her. after all, it's been so long. seonghwa sighed. his thoughts is getting to him.

he looks down on his pants where his visible crotch is. he clears his throat walking towards the table. "hi, did i keep you waiting?" seola lifts her head at his voice. "not really" seola answers. "you dressed well" he grin, grabbing the menu. "you told me to dress" seola avoids his gaze. "i'm surprised you listen to me. these days, i feel like you're the one in control and not me. i never would have thought i'd submit to someone. though, i'd willingly do so for you"

"let's just order, shall we?"

"will you pay?" he jokingly asked. "i can. that way, i'll be able to spend your money" seola opens the menu. "if your ego can take it, i will pay" seola puts the menu down. "you win. i won't let you pay. my ego won't let me" seola chuckles, making him do the same before he calls for the waiter.

"we're ready to order"

•

as soon as they got home, seola's back was met with the wall and she stared at seonghwa wide eyes. she was surprised at his actions. "i've been holding back" he speaks before his lips devoured hers. seola accepts him, opening her mouth slightly and letting his tongue play with hers. his tongue tangles with her, body pressed against her that she could feel the heat of his own. his hands grip on her thighs, pulling it to his hips. his other hand on the back of her head as he kiss her senselessly.

pulling back, he looked down at her state. her hair disheveled and the dress almost lined up with her hips. he gave her a grin before sliding her dress up and revealing her white thongs. his grin grew wider feeling her soaked. his eyes fell shut before groaning and pulling her into another heated kiss. she lets him do her. she misses him as much as he do to her.

his hands roamed all over her body until it landed on her ass, his fingers finding her heat. a shudder ran down her spine upon feeling his fingers on her soaking heat. he groaned at her state before lifting her and forcing her legs to wrap around his waist. "i don't think you should cook food in my kitchen"

"but i'll eat in you either way"

she shudders at his words while they walk to the kitchen, her butt was met by the cold counter island. seonghwa stood between her legs as she wraps her arms around his neck. their lips meeting again in a sensual kiss. a lewd moan escapes her as seonghwa press his hips on her aching entrance. the obvious throbbing of his shaft too much for her to take. "seonghwa"

seonghwa leaned down, placing his face between her legs. seola has long lost control of her own body and she just felt her legs opening wider for seonghwa. he slid his tongue inside her, growling at the taste and the sensation of her suddenly tugging at his locks for support, something he hates but he surprisingly likes it because it's seola.

he slides his tongue deep inside her, he licks her juices, then moves to put her clit between his lips, working his mouth across her folds, earning another lewd moan he didn't know seola could let out. he felt her thighs tremble under his touch and he felt her tug his locks. indicating she's ready for him.

seonghwa took her invitation, taking his belt off along with his pants and underwear. his shaft was springing free. seonghwa slid inside her without a warning, a loud moan escaping her. she immediately covers her mouth at that. seonghwa was too occupied. his dick aching since he had the thought of sinking inside her. his hips move, thrusting. sweat dripping down his forehead, his hands g
ripping on seola's hips as he moves in and out.

he tugged her up, holding her in his arms and kissing her. making her taste herself. his tongue moves inside her, playing with her own. seola's moan became muffled, his hips never stop moving and he moaned feeling seola tighten around him. at this point, he wanted to ruin seola. make her beg and damn he can have multiple orgasm just by the thought of it.

he could not imagine someone else seeing this. someone being other than him. this view is for him only. he doesn't want to make seola feel like she belonged to him but she is. he knows she is his and seola knows that, too. the thought of another man seeing seola this miserable makes him mad and he surprisingly rock his hips, earning a cry from the woman. but her cry slip in and out of his ears and he's too focus on the thought of someone else seeing her like this.

maybe he wanted seola to him only.