My body is so sore. Mmm...the water feels good on my skin.
His hands glide gently stroking every part of me.
The softness of his lips on my shoulder make me shiver.
"Hmmm….hmm...hmm.." That humming sound echoes off the walls of the bathroom. I've gotten used to hearing it since I've known him.
I rest my head against his chest. I sometimes forget that he's a few inches taller than me. Hahahaa...I laugh at myself for always deluding myself into thinking that I would ever reach his height. I'm not short, but compared to his 187.96 centimeters . ..I might as well be.
How did I wound up in his arms?
Walking out of my office I ask my assistant for the documents on the new suppliers for our chip parts.
"Yessir, right away Vice-President."
"Just hand them to me once you have all of them in hand."
I turn quickly to head back inside my office when I hear his voice.
"Jung Woo."
I freeze on the spot. My shoulders are pulled up tightly, my entire body tenses up.
"Uh..Mr. President...Good afternoon." I turned around lowering my shoulders and straightened my posture back. Did my voice crack? Is it trembling when I speak?
From the way the three of them are looking at me, you would think that I was crying right now.
He walks swiftly over to me. His hands are on my biceps. "Are you okay?" Such a concerned and caring voice.
"I'm…..fine…" The gulping noise is the only thing I can hear in this room. My throat hurts.
"Have you had lunch?" That grin appears as he removes his hands and pats the hem of his blazer.
The calmness of his voice slowly calms me down. My breathing slows as the scent of agarwood feels my senses.