I wish I had a dog. A dog that looks only at me and lives only for me. "Woo Tae-kyung, lend me to you. If you don't, you won't be able to build that resort there, Jang Hee-jo." Just like that, Lee Do-hee borrowed a dog. A 6-month bodyguard contract—at the end of it, will what remains be a leash, or a heart? *** "I'm thinking, so wait." "What are you thinking about?" Sensing trouble, Woo Tae-kyung asked similarly to how Lee Do-hee would ask what kind of answer she wanted. Her playful smile vanished, and Lee Do-hee's eyes half-closed as if pondering something. Those plump, red lips rarely parted. "Woo Tae-kyung. If I told you to wait, you wait." Lee Do-hee spoke as if taming a disobedient dog, closing her eyes. Only when they reached the front of her house did Lee Do-hee's voice call out to him lazily, like someone who had not just been resting her eyes, but had even taken a short nap. "You asked me what I was thinking about, didn't you?" Woo Tae-kyung did not answer. Chairman Lee's mansion was visible not far away. With less than a minute's distance left, if he opened the car door right now, his role would be over. "I was thinking about what I could do to make you miserable." ...What a real psycho of a girl. "We both seem like we're going to get exhausted with each other." "I love being exhausted, Tae-kyung." Licking her lower lip, Lee Do-hee smiled brightly with that greasy madness smeared on her lips. Only then did Woo Tae-kyung realize he had pushed the wrong button. Illustration: Michelle