"I was never that much into guys, let alone posers or vamps.
But he was the real thing and a force to be reckoned with.
And I surrendered without a fight."
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The evening after the Gala I find myself at Hyunjin's villa.
Under the guise of showing him some real estate – I know, I wouldn't believe it either – we sit in the first-floor living room he uses as a study, poring over photos and floor plans.
It's a pretty chilly night in early November. The fireplace is lit, making the atmosphere cozy.
"I think that is enough for tonight." He says softly, leaving the portfolio on the desk. He takes his mug and goes to the sofa in front of the fireplace. I follow suit. Without even realizing it we end up snuggled up to each other, sipping the spice tea Ms Park brought us earlier.
Speak of the devil, Ms Park appears at the door, quiet as a mouse. I think I caught a wordless exchange between them earlier. "If that is all master Hwang, I'll take my leave for the night." "Yes, thank you Ms Park." He answers. "Have a good night." "And you too, gentlemen." She retreats as quietly as she came and I'm left staring at Hyunjin who looks back at me with siren eyes.
I know that look. It promises all kinds of sensual pleasures.
"Would you like to stay the night?" He asks in a smooth yet light tone.
"I would." I reply eager to see where this takes us, the memory of him beneath me sighing in pleasure still fresh in my mind and tantalizing. But, I can't take things for granted now, can I?
He gets up from the sofa extending his hand towards me. "Come." His low voice now sounds more sensual. I take his hand and follow him into his bedroom.
The room is full of burning candles, emanating the familiar scent of roses mixed with something more spicy, filling the space with their glow, creating soft shadows. The ambience is everything Hyunjin, I won't lie: soft, sensual, a little dark...
On the bed, I notice a long black silk scarf placed above the red satin sheets.
I try not to think that Ms Park has prepared the room for us.
"What is all this?" I give him a questioning look. "What do you have in mind?"
"A little play with sensations." He slowly runs his fingertips over the sliver of bare skin below my collarbones towards my chest, sending a shiver through me. "Seeing how cold my touch is, I thought I'd use hot wax to make it interesting." He looks at me, his gaze softening. "That is if you agree to try it."
"Hot and cold?"
"Mhmm. These candles..." He motions to the nighstand. "...they don't burn as hot, you don't need to worry. They are designed for the purpose of pleasure through this game." His eyes are again ruby. "When we are done, I can use the wax for massage." He turns to me again. "It has essential oils suitable for a relaxing massage afterwards." His voice caresses my lobe as he whispers seductively in my ear. My eyes half close at the promise of his hands on me.
