The walk home was a blur of shame and coiled arousal. That night, curled against Jeongguk’s warm chest in bed, the guilt became a crushing weight. His steady heartbeat against her ear felt like an accusation. Enough. She couldn’t betray his gentle love anymore.

Yet… her treacherous body clenched at the phantom memory of Jungkook’s brutal thickness splitting her open. There has to be a way… An idea, dangerous and desperate, bloomed. Keep Gguk… keep Kook’s cock… both. Her pulse quickened. She needed the perfect moment.