Eungoo covered his mouth as he muffled his cries. He couldn't move. He couldn't breathe. His eyes glued to the intense scene before him. He didn't even realize that he was already being embraced by a smaller frame.
The person was calling out to him, but he couldn't respond. He could only hear the ringing sound as his vision began to blur.
Irene had to drag the other out of the hallway despite of the built differences. She always had a hunch ever since she was smelling a different cologne on their master's dress shirts; it became frequent for the past few days.
She had only become aware of Yejun's secret guest that he had been entertaining late in the evening, when most of the staff had already fallen asleep. She never thought that the head of this household would succumb to temptation.
