Why Is This Room So Bright?
The room was blindingly bright with sunlight pouring in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
This was the morning after a wild night of intense sex—the awkward, embarrassing kind that made the stomach twist.
“Fuck… that wasn’t a dream.”
Eun-geon muttered the curse in his low, gravelly voice. Even he looked dazed as he pressed his fingers hard against his temples. Memories of last night were resurfacing.
Somehow the sensation had felt too real. The woman’s moans and demands had been unnaturally lewd, like something out of a fever dream.
He’d only heard the ridiculous things she was saying, so he’d dismissed it as a hallucination of a horny succubus that looked like Yusom. The kind of crazy vision that made no sense. Until he realized it was real Yusom.
A wave of disgust crashed over him along with the shock.
That was when Yusom, who had been biting her lip in silence, finally opened her mouth with determination.
“…Just pretend it never happened, Oppa.”
“What?”
“We made a mistake. Both of us.”
She wanted to get out of this hellish situation as fast as possible. Her eyes darted nervously toward the door, full of fear.
If Ha Gang-bin or Han Teo burst in right now… she’d rather die.
“You’re kidding me. You were the one who got fucked, yet you decided everything yourself and passed out.”
Eun-geon frowned, clearly disgusted, and ran a hand through his platinum-blond hair. He sounded irritated, like he was replaying last night in his head.
Yusom blinked in surprise, her big eyes wide. Eun-geon, who usually had a strong sense of self-preservation, had actually handed over the final say. But he had no real choice. This was all he could say.
She had known from the very beginning that riling up this foul-mouthed, temperamental guy like Eun-geon would only lead to long trouble. But she had no better options.
“Shh! Quiet. Lower your voice, Oppa. The other Oppas are going to wake up.”
Yusom whispered urgently, grabbing his arm.
“You’re worried about getting caught by those idiots while we’re in this situation?”
“…Nothing.”
Yusom was left speechless by his sharp question.
Did this guy not feel the slightest bit of embarrassment or shame?
She couldn’t remember clearly, but last night she had definitely cried out in a way she couldn’t control.
The penthouse had thick walls, so soundproofing was good, but the fear of someone overhearing lingered.
“…Fuck, this is ridiculous. I feel disgusting.”
Eun-geon muttered under his breath. It was clearly the alcohol. He had never taken a woman like this before—especially not Yusom, the one he had known since childhood. And Yusom’s sexual preferences were somehow so extreme and perverted.
Eun-geon sank into deep confusion along with a pounding headache.
“Fine, fine. Just do something before Teo Oppa and Gang-bin Oppa wake up…”
Yusom answered almost in tears. If they made even more noise, she might not even have time to put her clothes on before the two of them barged in.
“I told you to stop worrying about those guys.”
She hadn’t realized that was his final warning. Just as he tried to cover her twisted lips, his eyes flashed with a dangerous glint.
It was the crazy look Eun-geon got when he was about to lose his mind.
“Ha! Gang! Bin! Get up!”
Yusom was horrified. What the hell was this madman doing? Had he decided to wake up the entire neighborhood? Eun-geon’s voice echoed off the high ceiling as he shouted with all his might.
Yusom panicked and lunged at him to cover his mouth, but he grabbed her wrist and yanked her toward his body.
“Aah!”
Yusom lost her balance and fell straight onto his hard chest. At the same time, the thin blanket that had been barely covering her body slid down to the floor with a soft whoosh.
In the bright morning sunlight, her pale skin was completely exposed—her neck and shoulders still marked from last night, and her full, perky breasts standing high and proud.
“…”
Yusom froze. She felt his scorching gaze sweeping over her body. The soft, full weight of her breasts pressed against his solid, muscled chest was so vivid it was almost painful.
Her face burned with embarrassment as she desperately tried to cover herself with her arms, but one arm wasn’t even enough to cover half her chest.
She didn’t know that the way she was barely covering just her nipples made the sight even more lewd.
“…There. Boring. Get it off.”
Eun-geon said it shortly. His voice was unnervingly calm.
He didn’t push her away or touch her again. Instead, he stood up from the bed without a care and walked to the other side of the room.
Baek Eun-geon was completely naked.
Not a single ounce of fat on his perfectly sculpted back muscles, firm ass, and long legs. His body in the morning light was more sensual and overwhelming than any art piece.
Yusom stared at his back in a daze, barely remembering to breathe.
She had thought he was heading to the closet, but he opened the door to the room without a single stitch on.
“Wait, Oppa, the door…”
Yusom cried out in panic, but Eun-geon didn’t even look back as he left the room. Through the open doorway, the living room was clearly visible.
Yusom screamed inside her mind. What if Ha Gang-bin or Han Teo were in the living room?
She couldn’t even try to close the door and just crouched on the bed, holding her breath, terrified.
Please, please, let no one be there. Please let the Oppas still be asleep… or be out training. She prayed desperately.
How much time had passed? She heard the refrigerator door open, the sound of water being poured into a glass, and then the cup clinking as it was set down.
“Please, just close the door and leave.”
Yusom screamed inside her head. She felt like her heart would stop if she stayed like this. She lowered her body as much as possible and crawled under the bed. Then she slowly approached the open door and tried to close it.
Right then, Eun-geon’s deep voice echoed from the living room again.
“Yo, Yusom!”
Yusom froze in place, thinking her heart would truly stop.
“There’s no one here. Come out!”
His voice carried irritation and a hint of mockery. Yusom stared at the gap in the open door with a blank, dazed expression.
No one? So did that mean the entire wide penthouse belonged to just her and Eun-geon right now?
A flicker of relief hit her, but it was gone in an instant. If anything, the realization made her feel even more trapped.
Yusom sat down on the floor, unable to decide what to do. She was caught in an inescapable trap.
She quickly grabbed the clothes that had fallen to the floor and put them on. They were yesterday’s outfit, so they felt weird, but there was no choice.
Somehow dressed, Yusom went out into the living room.
“You… usually greet me like this?”
Eun-geon was chugging carbonated water, staring at her with suspicious eyes.
He was wearing an open robe that showed off his muscular upper body in full.
“What? What do you mean…”
“You weren’t yourself last night. Did you take some kind of drug? Or do the men you meet have that kind of taste?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about or who I meet. What does it have to do with you, Oppa.”
She couldn’t bring herself to admit she had been so lost in her 19+ webtoon that she thought it was just a lewd dream.