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Wed, 01 Jul 2026 14:42:05 +0000

Bohyun kicked the door shut behind him that evening, tie already loosened, the faint smell of whiskey and expensive cigar smoke clinging to his suit. Tae was on the couch in nothing but one of his oversized dress shirts—unbuttoned to her navel, legs tucked under her, scrolling her phone. The shirt rode up just enough to show the curve where thigh met ass, and Bohyun’s eyes went straight there like a heat-seeking missile.