Sizzle.

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but I was getting pretty hungry. Both she and I felt it—it was enough to disrupt the flow of our sex.

Perhaps sensing this, Kang Hyeyoung, the chief secretary, walked over to a shed-like structure in the garden, retrieved some meat, and began grilling it.

“…Shall we eat first?”

“…Yes.”

Go Minyeong, who had just been enduring my relentless thrusts, kissed my forehead. I returned her kiss with a deep, passionate one of my own.

For a moment, the fire almost reignited, and we nearly fell into another round of sex, but I held back. We had all the time in the world.

Better to fill our stomachs and pound even harder afterward.

Sizzle. Sizzle.

I walked over to where Kang Hyeyoung was grilling the meat and sat down at the small, round table she’d set up. With only two of us, the table was just the right size—small and cozy, like the kind of place where you’d expect to share soju.

But, of course, here it was wine instead.

With smooth precision, Kang Hyeyoung began slicing the meat. Her skills were exceptional as she worked the sharp knife, effortlessly cutting large chunks into perfectly cooked slices and then meticulously portioning them.@@novelbin@@

“You’re pretty good at this. Isn’t this something chefs usually handle?”

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