Part 1

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Haein's POV

"Haein ah gwenchana?"

That's the first thing Hyunwoo asks me everytime he see's me feeling troubled or uneasy. Losing my memories has been an emotional roller coaster ride for me but regaining them was worse. Since it would only be fragments of my memories, sometimes I would have to relive the worst moments of my life from losing my unborn child to discovering that my husband, the only person who had ever cared for me wanted a divorce.

However, all those bad memories that continue to haunt me are all in the past now. Everytime I have questions about myself, Hyunwoo would always be willing to answer them for me.

He has done nothing but care for me since my recovery even after I continuously tried to push him away. Despite Eunseong's plan to erase every bit of memory I had with him. He stayed. Hyunwoo's love and determination never failed to amaze me.

We are currently at the Hong's private hunting ground together with the Baek family. My parents have grown quite close with the Baek family, when everyone turned their back on us. It was only them who welcomed us into their home without expecting anything in return.

A lot has happenend since then, my brother grew out of his shell, my parents realized that you can't buy everything with money and not all your friends are ready to provide you with aid in your times of need.

As for Hyunwoo and I, well we agreed to take things slow, however we're quite doing the opposite the first time "we did it". I told myself to give in just this once, but then it got more frequent. To the point that Hyunwoo and I got caught lost in exploration of eachothers desires by my own secretary.

I sit on the edge of the bed fiddling with my ring as Hyunwoo unpacked my things. He has a seperate room but he insisted on helping me unpack suggesting that I should rest instead. I notice the sweat dribbling from his forehead and his muscular arms while meticulously folding my underwear. Wait my underwear? I immediately got up and snatched it away from him.

"I was folding th-"

" Why are you touching my stuff? , these things are supposed to be private. You know"

I wave my brassiere in front of his face emphasizing my point.

"You're more concerned about me touching your underwear than me touching what it's supposed to cover?"

He crosses his arms flexing his muscles and gives me a playful smile.

Oh this bitch. I feel my cheeks getting red as I try to contain my flustered face.

"Yah! why are you such a pervert?"

I counter averting my gaze as memories from last night start to resurface.

"What? are you being shy now sweetheart? Well don't be, because the hickey on your neck tells me you had a great time."

He grins with a self-satisfied smug plastered on his face.

I run to the en suite bathroom, I roll down my turtle neck to check the hickey in question. Yes, I was wearing a turtle neck despite the scorching summer heat, to hide any evidence of our intimacy from our families. "Aish it's not even visible, it shocked me how huge it was, seriously how big is his mouth". Since we didn't make anything official between us yet I don't appreciate how he talks about us having sex in a casual manner, I mean call me old fashioned but I don't wanna date anyone without a label.Hell. are we even dating? my thoughts were interrupted by his hands enveloping my waist.

"Are you ready to go on our trip?"

"What if I'm not good anymore?"

I ask worriedly. ruining the moment causing him to pull away from his embrace.

"What do you mean?"

"You said that I always manage to bag the most game during our hunt trips, but what if I can't do that anymore?"

I asked, my voice tinged with anxiety.

"It doesn't matter you don't have to prove anything, your instincts will tell you what to do, just like how you navigated your way around the office and around me."

He teased with a sexual innuendo.

"God you are so horny, why do you always have to channel our conversation into something naughty."

I huff in annoyance, feeling a lot better, his words putting me at ease. Hyunwoo pulls me towards him grabbing me by the waist.

"Kidding aside if you somehow feel bad later, for not catching anything. I could always shoot some birds for you even a boar if you like, all you need to do is ask."

It felt as though a thunderstorm of emotions was brewing in my stomach. How does he manage to stand there yet I could explode at any moment. I genuinely don't understand how we grew apart last time.

"You would do that? For me?"

I ask stupidly knowing very well that he would wipe out the whole damn forest just to see me happy.

"Of course, I certainly don't mind helping a damsel in distress."

I poised my hand in mid-air, ready to deliver a resounding slap on his shoulder, he intercepts my hand just before it could make contact saving himself from my attack.

Before I could react he kisses me hungrily like a starved man who hasn't eaten in days, he lifts me up placing me on the edge of the sink countertop.

In anticipation of what might happen next, I place my hand on his chest causing him stop, before we continued, I asked him..

"What are we?"



Author's note: Hiii thank you for reading my previous story, should I continue? Or write a different one, 😅. Let me know what you think in the comments.

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