When Yoo Ha-Rin, a passionate yet struggling food critic, gets fired after a scathing review backfires, she stumbles into a new job at Korea's top food conglomerate, Daehan Foods. But there's a catch--her new boss, Kang Ji-Hoon, is none other than the cold, calculating CEO whose beloved family restaurant she unknowingly destroyed with her last review.
Ji-Hoon is ruthless in business but secretly obsessed with recreating the perfect taste from his childhood--one that no chef has ever managed to replicate. Despite their rocky history, he strikes a deal with Ha-Rin:
- She'll work as his personal taste tester,
- In return, he won't fire her yet... yet.
What starts as a tense, reluctant partnership soon turns into something else entirely. As they argue over flavors, challenge each other's palates, and share late-night cooking sessions, the lines between work, rivalry, and romance blur. But when old secrets about Daehan Foods' hidden past start to resurface, Ha-Rin realizes she might be more tangled in Ji-Hoon's life than she ever expected.
Because love, just like food, is all about balance--the perfect mix of sweet and salty.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....