A Madman in Love-Chapter 53

It’s fascinating.

How everything always seemed to unfold in Seo Jaehee’s favor.

Even back when she’d tried to expose his schemes to Chairwoman Woo Ilhwa, circumstances had aligned for him. And now, of all times, why did Professor Seo Sung-yeok have to call?

“Let’s go.”

Having no choice, Suin stepped out of the car, and Jaehee wrapped an arm around her shoulder as they walked.

His tilted chin and arrogant air annoyed her, so she promptly shrugged him off.

“I’m only helping you pack your things.”

Though they hadn’t exactly argued, she felt defeated, and that made her even more irritable.

Suin radiated frustration as she threw in a warning.

“Don’t you dare touch me.”

“I never said I would, but... are you hoping I will?”

He mocked her instead.

Infuriating man.

“Not a chance.”

Feigning composure, Suin straightened her posture, but Jaehee’s gaze sparkled with mischievous intent.

He looked like someone who was biding his time, preparing for something.

“Well, we’ll see.”

“See what?”

“Whatever happens.”

Suin knew full well she was at a disadvantage, but she didn’t back down.

Perhaps it was pride. Or perhaps, deep down, there was something else—a subtle and treacherous curiosity.

Her heart, however, betrayed her. The sound of Jaehee’s shoes clicking against the marble floor synced with the rhythm of her quickening pulse.

By the time they entered the elevator, her heartbeat accelerated even further. And when they arrived at room 2304, it was pounding uncontrollably.

Beep—

The unlocking sound alone made her feel like she might burst.

“Aren’t you going in?”

Jaehee’s voice snapped her out of her daze as she froze in front of the door.

“Uh, yeah.”

Trying to mask her nervousness, Suin walked in first.

Her steps faltered when the bed in the open bedroom came into view.

Her mind became chaotic.

Images and sounds—explicit and vivid—invaded her thoughts.

“Lee Suin.”

Jaehee brushed past her, and his hand suddenly moved upward.

“Yeah?”

Startled, Suin flinched as if expecting him to reach for her. Instead, he shrugged off his suit jacket and casually tossed it onto the sofa.

“Just pack the clothes from the dressing room into the suitcase. I’ll take care of the smaller items.”

“...Alright.”

The bold advances she had braced herself for didn’t come.

Instead, Jaehee rolled up his shirt sleeves, giving the impression that he was genuinely focused on packing.

For some reason, she felt embarrassed.

“Shouldn’t we empty the fridge? Your grandmother’s food is still in there.”

Feeling awkward, Suin hurriedly removed her own jacket.

Now that she thought about it, they hadn’t even touched the short ribs she’d warmed up last night—not that they’d had the chance to.

“I told you, didn’t I? Kwon Jongin ate breakfast here. He polished off the short ribs this morning. That guy eats like a bull.”

“Well, he’s a big guy.”

As their conversation turned mundane, Suin’s heart, which had been racing with anticipation, gradually calmed.

Jaehee emerged from the bedroom with casual clothes in hand.

“I’ll change and take a shower.”

“Okay.”

Suin nodded and made her way to the dressing room.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of his broad back as he disappeared into the bathroom.

What the hell? Acting like you’re going to pounce, then doing nothing...

Without realizing it, she was pouting in disappointment at how uneventful this was turning out to be.

Shhh—

The faint sound of water running reached her ears as she unzipped a suitcase in the dressing room.

The moment the sound registered, her senses heightened.

Vivid images of a bare body, smooth and well-toned, teased the edges of her mind.

Get a grip, Lee Suin!

She scolded herself, shaking her head to dispel the inappropriate thoughts.

He’s not even thinking about that, and here I am daydreaming like an idiot.

Maybe it was the lingering embers from the previous night.

One night, and I feel like I’ve been utterly corrupted.

Disgusted with herself, Suin focused on packing.

Most of the clothes were suits he wore to work. She carefully placed them in garment bags before neatly arranging them in the suitcase.

Thud!

“Ah!”

A Sudden Noise from the Bathroom.

Amidst the sound of rushing water, a loud crash echoed from the bathroom, accompanied by what sounded like a desperate cry.

Despite his claims that his wound had healed, it seemed like Jaehee’s hand might have slipped due to the lingering discomfort.

“Did you fall?”

Alarmed, Suin sprinted toward the bathroom.

Behind the closed door, there was only the faintest hint of movement.

“Are you hurt badly? Can you not move?”

She imagined him in so much pain that he couldn’t even speak, and carefully reached for the door handle.

Just as she was about to turn it—

The door swung open, and a hand shot out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her inside.

“Got you.”

“Ah!”

With a short cry, Suin stumbled into the bathroom as though being sucked into a black hole, landing squarely in the arms of Jaehee—who was entirely naked.

His legs were perfectly fine.

“What the hell! I thought you were hurt!”

Her cheeks flushed as she panted in shock, and Jaehee, looking down at her affectionately, pulled her even closer.

“This is the only way to make you come running so quickly.”

“Let me go.”

Irritated, Suin struggled to free herself.

Unfazed, Jaehee wrapped both arms around her, firmly securing her in place.

“Not a chance. You’re the catch of the day.”

Her protests were futile.

Realizing there was no point in fighting against his overwhelming strength, Suin gave up and sighed in frustration.

“My blouse is soaked now. I don’t even have a change of clothes...”

“Then just take it off.”

“Your tactics are so shameless.”

Her anger, having briefly subsided, flared up again. She huffed in annoyance, but her complaints were drowned out by his laughter.

The rich sound of his laugh echoed off the tiles, amplifying her irritation. As she glared at him, he cupped her chin and leaned in, capturing her lips in a slanted kiss.

“Mmph.”

His tongue, unyielding and assertive, slipped between her teeth and delved into her mouth.

With one arm tightly wrapped around her waist and the other firmly gripping her chin, he kissed her deeply, leaving no room for resistance.

“...”

Suin tried to push against his chest, but her resistance was weak at best.

The slick, damp skin of his chest felt impossibly smooth under her hands, making it hard to maintain her grip. As her hands slid downward, Jaehee released her chin and caught her hand, intertwining their fingers.

At the same time, his skilled tongue teased hers, drawing it out as though he wanted to devour it entirely.

Her small hand, dwarfed by his, trembled as a sharp thrill coursed through her.

“Mm...”

Her feeble attempts to resist faded as she succumbed to the fervent kiss.

Eventually, she surrendered, parting her lips to fully accept him, her body instinctively leaning into his.

Then, she snapped back to reality.

“Ah!”

Breaking the kiss, she managed to pull away and almost shouted, her voice a mix of embarrassment and urgency.

“My skirt—my skirt absolutely cannot get wet!”

Anything else can, but not that?

Jaehee smirked, glancing down at her skirt before undoing the hook without hesitation.

“There’s a simple solution.”

With the zipper undone, the skirt slid down in an instant, pooling at her feet.

Jaehee swiftly picked it up, leaving Suin no choice but to step out of it.

Now, she stood there in nothing but her blouse and panties, her vulnerable state making her face burn even hotter.

“Ah...”

“You look sexy.”

His gaze was predatory as he took her in, even licking his lips slightly.

Then, as if to draw a comparison, he gestured toward himself with confidence.

“What about me?”

She couldn’t deal with him.

As usual, Jaehee stood tall and proud, showing off his imposing physique without the slightest shame.

Her eyes involuntarily lingered, her lips catching between her teeth as she bit down nervously.

A lump formed in her throat, and Suin had to swallow hard. Human instinct, after all, was brutally honest.

“...”

Her cheeks, already red, turned an even deeper shade as she stared at him.

Jaehee, unable to hold back any longer, swiftly removed the rest of her clothing.

Before she could even react, she found herself entirely bare.

Without missing a beat, he scooped her up effortlessly, as though she weighed nothing more than a doll, and carried her into the shower booth.

Lowering her gently onto her feet, Suin placed her palms against his broad chest, mumbling softly.

“We need to shower.”

Her breath was warm and unsteady, a mix of anticipation, excitement, and nervous energy.

Even though he had done nothing but hold her, her body reacted as though it had been ignited. Her chest tightened, her lower abdomen pulled taut, and a soft, tingling heat spread through her.

“Then let’s shower while we’re at it.”

His voice was as heated as hers, his breath brushing against her face.

Their gazes locked, unflinching.

The humid air of the bathroom clung to them, thick and suffocating, as though stealing the oxygen from their lungs.

The tension in their eyes was palpable, wrapping around them like a binding cord.

“Ha...”

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From Suin’s slightly parted lips, a breathless moan escaped.

One second.

Not even one full second had passed before Jaehee’s hand cupped the back of her neck and pulled her forward.

Her lips parted, meeting his without hesitation as they bit down on each other’s mouths, fully giving in to their mutual need.