Hyeyoon's POV.

"Eonni," I was too focused on my laptop screen and then turned to the girl beside me upon her calling. "Lunchtime," she gestured and showed me her watch. It was 11.59 AM.

"Ah, right," I stretched my muscle a bit. Having been in this position for hours had stiffened my joints. I glanced at Kiyong's office. He won't ever move from his office if I don't remind him of break time.

I then faced Dahyun and Gunjoo to let them leave first for lunch. The two of them then went, followed by some other staff.

I walked to Kiyong's office and knocked on the door three times.

"Yes," I heard his answer from inside. I pushed open the door slowly and tried not to make noises. I peeked slightly and saw Kiyong was still working on his PC. I entered his office and approached him. I glanced at his PC and saw he was still working with the concept and a few renderings. His sketches were all over his desk. I walked toward his side and leaned my side figure to his armrest chair.

"It's break time, Mr. Manager," I sounded lowly, then moved my hand around his shoulder and brushed lightly to massage his stiffened muscle around his nape slowly. "You need to rest, too. So, stop working, please,"

He then diverted his attention from his work to me as he now stared at me with his tired eyes. Finally, he took off his glasses and put them on his desk.

"Your neck is stiff," I put a bit more pressure on the massage, and he shut his eyes to enjoy my massaging.

"Hmm... what time is this?" he asked.

"Twelve past ten, baby. Shall we eat outside? Or do you want me to order for delivery instead?"

He then grabbed my hand and stopped me from massaging. He then pulled me by my waist and put me to sit on his lap. "Come here," he said huskily.

I gasped and nervously put my whole weight on his lap. "I am heavy, babe," I laughed. "And we're at your office, too," I added and somewhat warned him.

He frowned and stared at me while he leaned his back to his chair rest. "No, you're not. And I don't care where we are right now. You acted so clingily last time we were at the plane, now you want to hold me from touching you again?" he leaned forward and moved his face closer to mine.

I giggled and tried to push him, but Kiyong grabbed me and prevented me from moving from his grip. "Don't avoid it, baby," he chuckled and caught my waist to pull it to his torso. "I want a kiss," he said.

I smirked and stuck out my tongue to him. "Do it yourself,"

Kiyong grinned and inched closer to my face, pecked on my lips once, and then parted away to stare intensely at me. His gaze was directed to my lips as he was targeting them. He cupped my face and kissed me softly.

Nibbled to the soft skin of my lower lip, he licked it to ask for more access. But I wanted to play around and refused to give in. He grunted in frustration. He moved his hand to the back of my nape as if trying to take over my will.

I started to kiss him back, and Kiyong caught the hint. He was about to deepen the kiss when the door knocked. Both of us froze, and after the second knock, I abruptly stood up and stumbled. I cleared my throat and tried to fix my messy clothes. Again, both of us looked awkward.

Kiyong wiped his face, calming himself. Then, after a few seconds, he sounded, "come in,"

I stood near his desk, one step back from his spot. Dahyun then entered and was shocked upon seeing my presence. Meanwhile, I was trying to control my pounding heart. The girl walked closer and nervously talked.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you. But we will eat lunch at the chicken restaurant near the office. Just wondering if you want to join us or—" Dahyun's words halted as Kiyong stood and reached for his suit and car key.

"Thank you Dahyun, but I think I'll go with Hyeyoon for lunch," Kiyong smiled at the younger girl and quickly reached out to grab me by the shoulder.

"Ah, okay," Dahyun said nervously.

Kiyong nearly dragged me from my frozen state as I couldn't find my balance to walk. When we reached outside his office, Kiyong grabbed my purse and walked to the elevator, passing by a few workers in the process.

We headed to the basement level along with two other people in the elevator. I recognized one of them from the Interior Design department.

The two workers bowed to Kiyong when the elevator arrived at the lobby and walked out. As the elevator door closed, I sighed in relief.

"Breath, baby," Kiyong smiled when he saw me loosen a bit.

I glared at him, to which he replied with grins.

"I told you, that's why we can't do it at work," I scolded him. But he just smiled and pulled me into his hug. Then, the elevator dinged again, and we reached the basement.

"Alright, I get it now," he caressed my left arm gently as we walked to his car. He opened the passenger seat for me, let me hop in his car first, and then he followed.

He put on the seatbelt and turned to see me, "seatbelt baby, don't force me to do it for you again or else you're going to scold me for giving you too much love," he chuckled again.

I sighed and did as he said. "I want hot spicy tteokbokki," I said out of the blue.

He frowned, "what? For lunch? No," he cut me off quickly.

"Why?" I whined.

"Not good for your digestion, honey. Eat something healthy," Kiyong turned on the engine and started to drive slowly out of the basement to the main road.

"I'm craving something spicy, though," I said as I threw my sight outside the window to see the traffic.

"Are you pregnant?" he said. I snapped and hit his bicep hard. He laughed out loud and seemed to enjoy his moment of teasing me.

"You're crazy," I blurted out.

"You said you're craving," he laughed again.

"Alright fine, I'm not eating then," I looked at him while raising an eyebrow.

He moved his hand to pinch my left cheek and proceeded, "I'll take you to an excellent restaurant," he flashed his eyes, smiled at me, and then focused again on the road.

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Kiyong brought me to a seafood restaurant around 10 minutes from the office. He grabbed my hand and held it as we entered the restaurant.

"Welcome..." the receptionist greeted us. "Dine in or take away, Sir?" one of the girl staff proceeded.

"Dine in for two persons," Kiyong answered, and by that, the staff directed us to the available table right near the windows.

"Is here okay?"

Kiyong nodded to the staff, "Perfect," the waiters prepared the table for us, and Kiyong pulled the chair for me.

"Thank you," I muttered lowly.

The staff handed us the menu. I scanned the lists and glanced at Kiyong as he thoughtfully selected the menu. I was okay with anything, so I closed the menu book and handed it back to the staff.

"I'll let you choose the menu, babe. I'm good," I said sincerely. He smiled and mentioned a few dishes to the staff, and after she repeated the order, Kiyong nodded.

"Your meal will be ready in a moment, if you need anything or something else to order, please hit the bell, and our staff will be here for help," the staff then retreated, leaving the two of us alone.

Kiyong caressed the back of my hand gently.

"Have you been here before?" I asked him as I scanned my sight throughout the restaurant. The place was quite good. Cozy and peaceful with the sound of water splattering from the mini bamboo fountain in the middle of the restaurant.

"Yes, once. When CEO Park and I had a meeting with the delegation from Microchip IT Company last month. Before they gave us the project,"

"Hyeyoon?" I was about to respond to Kiyong when someone called me.

I turned to see a man with his hair colored blonde standing a few tables away from us.

"Inseong?" I recognized him right away.

The man approached and reached out his hand enthusiastically for a handshake.

"Wow, you're Kim Hyeyoon, right?" he asked to make sure, to which I replied with a quick nod.

"Yes, it's me," I laughed. "Are you alone?" I asked.

"Ah, no, I actually with Eunwoo, Youngdae, Daniel Kang, and uhh..." Inseong hesitated for a moment, but he diverted the topic. "You change your hairstyle, huh?" he chuckled as he saw me cut my hair shorter.

Inseong then realized that I wasn't alone and awkwardly scratched his nape upon seeing Kiyong was watching the two of us.

"Ah, he's Inseong, my senior at Konkuk Uni," I said to Kiyong. He nodded slightly, "He's Jang Kiyong, uh, my boyfriend," I finally introduced the two of them.

There was a surprised expression on Inseong's face as I mentioned Kiyong as my boyfriend. I could sense he stiffened, but I didn't understand why.

"Okay, uh... Hyeyoon, I won't disturb you two," He excused himself, and I nodded. He then headed to another section and entered a private chamber that was only available for reservation.

A moment later, the food we ordered arrived. Kiyong ordered a complete seafood soup. It looked tasty, indeed.

"Wow," I exclaimed. And the man in front of me was showing a proud face.

"I told you," he smugly stated. He took my bowl, poured the soup, and cooked octopus cuts and fresh squid.

"Thank you," I took the bowl back and sipped the soup. The warmth went in through my throat. Felt indeed healthy and fresh.

Kiyong started picking a topic as we devoured the tasty meal. We talked about the design progress until he threw a question out of curiosity.

"Inseong that guy before, he's from Konkuk Uni? The same year as you?" he asked.

I finished chewing the oyster and answered, "no, he's a senior. Why?"

"The delegation from M.IT Company said he was graduated from Konkuk, too, but not sure what year he was,"

I raised my face to Kiyong. "Really?"

"Yeah, there's a possibility you might know him," he stared back at me.

I hesitated, "well, what year was he? If younger or older, I'm not sure about that," I tried to recall the small circle I knew from my undergraduate university. But not much.

"Oh, we're going to have a meeting soon with them," Kiyong finished the last spoon of his rice. "I think it was scheduled next week, we need to wrap all the material up before that,"

"Okay, I'm almost finished on my part," I put down my chopstick and wiped my lips with the napkin.

Kiyong then glanced at his wristwatch and gestured for me to go. I nodded, and we returned to the office after finishing the payment.

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Author's POV

"Welcome," the receptionist greeted as a tall man entered the restaurant. "Take away or dine in, Sir?"

"Dine-in," the man answered shortly.

"Do you have a reservation before?" the receptionist was checking on his tablet as the guest informed him he was here under the reservation name Kim Inseong.

The guy staff nodded, "This way, please," he directed to a private chamber. Few staff members who happened to pass by couldn't help but steal glances upon his arrival. Some even were seen stunned on their spot.

"Wow, so handsome," one of the girls exclaimed, and she got a slap from the other staff beside her. The man stared at the girl when he passed, which caused the staff to step aside and give him access.

They reached the chamber, and the guy staff knocked a few times at the door. They could hear the sound of a few people from inside. As the staff slid the door, the four men were stunned, and a sound of commotion followed after.

"There he is, handsome guy," Inseong stood and pulled the newcomer inside the chamber. "You're late huh, busy guy, welcome back," he slapped hard the taller man's back and pushed him inside to join the rest.

The others greeted him and quickly gave him a glass of beer.

"Hey, is it too early for alcohol?" his deep voice sounded. He was trying to avoid the beer Daniel gave him.

"Just one glass, come on. We're here for you, bro," Daniel insisted on giving him the glass of beer, and the taller man accepted it eventually.

As five of them raised their glass together for a toast, Inseong loudly announced the comeback of their member. "Welcome back, Kim Rowoon, cheers,"

The rest followed the direction and repeated. Finally, as the sound of glass clanking, five men took a shot of the liquid and encouraged Rowoon to finish his beer in one go.

"One shot, one shot, one shot!"

Rowoon smirked and took the beer literally in one shot. When he finished, the other clapped, and Inseong patted the younger man's shoulder.

"He's getting stronger," Inseong teased and lightly punched at Rowoon's arm. "Hey, look at those muscles, man. So you're bulking up?"

The latter smiled and took off his jacket. Showing off his other defined muscles on his chest and arms as he only wore a thin layer of black t-shirt under his coat. His action got reactions from the others.

"Stop showing off ass*ole!" Youngdae angrily threw a wood chopstick at Rowoon, which he dodged away. The others chuckled upon seeing their interaction.

As the others focused on other things, Inseong approached Rowoon and nudged him. "Hey," the older guy greeted first.

"Hey, Hyung," Rowoon smiled, and he sensed that Inseong was trying to say something. So Rowoon lowered his body and leaned closer. Inseong whispered something, and Rowoon couldn't help but stiffen as he heard the news.

"Didn't you see them outside? They sat on the table near the windows," Inseong asked.

Rowoon didn't answer right away. Instead, he took his chopstick, stabbed a dumpling, and chewed it slowly. Then, he looked at Inseong and stared at him blankly, "No," he replied.

Inseong cleared his throat nervously, "Ah, okay. Maybe they left already," he tried to change the topic and let the others join the conversation. Meanwhile, Rowoon stayed still on his spot. His mind diverted to something else—someone who didn't present here.

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A/N :

Hello~ ^^

I finally had gotten better. And able to finish this chapter in one day. LOL

Thank you for all your kind words, encouraging me and showing your support for me to continue writing.

But since I'm not a fast writer, I'm sorry I can't update faster.

I don't know if I could update the next chapter sooner or later, but, uh, let me carefully think about what's going to happen next. I'll publish the next chapter when I'm done writing.

This quick update was requested by @Danhalu and @NunikNunik413 :D

Should I add more intimate scenes? XD XD

The sweet scenes between Kiyong and Hyeyoon were added here to make things more interesting... :D

I hope everyone has a good day and stays healthy. I love to hear all your comments and thoughts. Some are even debating who is who. And I would like to say. It will be revealed as the story goes on. Hehe... so please anticipate.

I'll leave it here. And till we meet again in the next chapter.

Much Love~