In the imposing skyscraper that houses the influential Park Enterprises, Seonghwa serves as the ceo, a man whose authority and presence command respect and obedience. Known for his icy demeanor and unmatched business acumen, Seonghwa is a figure bot...
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: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐖𝐀 ༻⋆
The night had evolved into a vibrant blur of laughter and music, the mansion alive with the sounds of celebration. I watched from a distance as Hongjoong, immersed in the revelry, commanded the room with his infectious energy. There he was, doing shots at the counter with Wooyoung and Jongho, each cheer louder than the last. Something about the way Hongjoong laughed and moved was profoundly captivating—not in a way that suggested deep emotional ties, but in his sheer ability to be unapologetically himself. It was magnetic, his unbridled joy and the ease with which he interacted with those around him.
Just as I was about to divert my gaze, our eyes locked across the room. A mischievous smirk played across Hongjoong's lips as he teasingly called me over, beckoning with a pointed finger and a shot glass held tantalizingly between his fingers. The challenge in his eyes was clear, and the corner of my mouth twitched upward in response.
Pushing away from the wall where I had been a casual observer, I made my way through the throng of bodies, each step taking me closer to him. The sound of my approach was lost beneath the thumping bass of the music, but our eyes remained locked, a silent conversation flowing between us. As I reached the counter, Hongjoong handed me the shot with a flourish, his grin infectious.
"Trying to get me drunk, Hongjoong?" I teased, taking the glass from him. The close proximity allowed me to catch the subtle scent of his cologne, a mix of something crisp and inviting.
"Would I do that?" he replied, his tone playful yet edged with a hint of flirtation. He raised his own shot in a toast. "To a night of unforgettable moments," he declared, the sparkle in his eyes suggesting more than just the clinking of glasses.
We downed the shots together, the sharp burn of the liquor a perfect match to the electric atmosphere between us. As we placed our empty glasses down, Hongjoong leaned in closer, the noise of the party enveloping us. "See, not so bad being on this side of the fun, right?" he shouted over the music, his voice warm against my ear.
Laughing, I nodded, the proximity and the alcohol warming me more than I expected. "You might be right," I admitted, feeling the night shift around us, the party's energy infectious. "What's next on the agenda for tonight's ringmaster?" I asked, curiosity laced with a challenge.
" Didn't you say earlier that you'd give him the lap dance of his life?" Wooyoung chimed in, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Hongjoong's head snapped towards him, his cheeks flushing a deep red.
"He's definitely not ready for that one," Hongjoong retorted with a chuckle, trying to brush off the teasing.
"Oh, but I am," I interjected smoothly, leaning in with a playful smirk. "More than you think. And for the record, I'm more than ready to see you shirtless."
