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"Love is like wildflowers; it's often found in the most unlikely places."-

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Both Pov's

The couple so emerged into each other in the tranquil, secluded park and because of Namjoons' frenzied touches, your entire body felt warm. His presence was intoxicating. Both of your breathing got rough and your kisses were demanding.

Namjoon hesitantly lifted his swollen lips away from yours as he hovered over your warm body.

He looked deeply into your desire-filled eyes with his soft eyes, but he also knew that he needed to remain calm and focused. Even while his body aches to be near you, he must resist letting passion cloud his judgment because you are still a very innocent girl.

As your arms tighten around his neck and pull him back to your face, he sighs, "Sweetie, as much as I would love to kiss you senseless here in this tranquil park...I cannot lose control."

"Joons, please don't stop Per favore non-smettere di baciarmi (I want you to keep kissing me) "You gently plead against his luscious lips. The sensuality of your Italian accent made him hold his breath.

Namjoon sighed as he gave your neck a few light pecks, which had already left little traces of his mouth attack. As Namjoon gives you a gentle kiss on your delicate neck folds, you moan softly. You enjoy his touches. You've never experienced being so close to a "genuine" man before, and you realize that trying to deny your feelings now will only make matters worse. Your eyes were only fixed on this man. You like him a lot.

Namjoon was aware that if he didn't stop, he might get to a point where there won't be any turning back and he'll have to decide for the two of you. You felt his muscular arms dragging your body closer to his as he fixed his intense gaze in your soft, adoring eyes while you were gently stroking his shoulders. You were hot and bothered for him.

Your hair was disheveled where his fingers were entangled and your flushed cheeks were damp from the heated make-out session, but Namjoon flashed his seductive dimpled smile and gave you one final, delicate kiss on your swollen lips.

"You might not go with your virtue untainted if I don't demonstrate to be the bigger guy. I'm sorry, but I can't treat you that way." He lifts himself with his arms, hovering over your trembling body, his arms outstretched at your sides.

You sigh deeply as his chest is softly caressed by your palms as you murmur quietly. "But I am still afraid, and I do understand Joons. If this day was over, would you still notice me? Do you regret kissing me? " You seem to be sad that your day is coming to an end. You don't want this "new" awareness to end. Smirking, he said, "Sweetie, how can I forget you? You are such a beautiful girl." He moved away from your body and lay quietly down next to you on his back, pulling you in his arms as he began to softly stroke your hair.

"Can... can I please see you again... only if you want to?" you ask as you lift your innocent eyes to meet his while enjoying cuddling under his arm. Namjoon averts his gaze. "My schedule is full. It will be challenging". How will he make it through another day in her company when she is such a distraction?

"Come on Joons!..please give me one week with you...maybe you will like me so much that you would want to spend another week with me," you pout as you stare at him.

When Namjoon seems to be engaged in an internal battle, you pout cutesy and grin mischievously as you slide your hands beneath his sweater to show his rock-hard abs. You feel him tense up as you playfully begin to tickle his tummy with delicate pecks.

Namjoon squirms, chuckling and pleading with you to stop the sensual torturing," Please, sweetie, OK, OK, STOP!" trying to pull away, but you were relentless as you grip his waist tightly with your arms. As you continued to kiss him, you smirk and ask, "OK what?"

Namjoon clasped your face in his palms so that his intense eyes could meet your dazzling ones. " Okay, your week is now mine".

Suddenly, you leap up and squeal, " "glorious, oh my! Would you please let us explore some of Seoul's beautiful sites?"

As Namjoon stood up and ran his fingers through his hair, he laughed "Okay, but only for one week. Deal"

"Deal," you exclaimed with enthusiasm. To close the deal, he gave a handshake.

The joyous expression on Frosty's face makes Namjoon a little apprehensive, and he wonders how in the world he would manage to keep his "new" friendship with this girl a secret from his mother, Mi-Young, and Shanchai.

It was well past noon. They drank the remaining beverages as you told Joonie more interesting stories about your life in Verona and all the exotic places you visited with your mother. Namjoon was pleasantly surprised by your broad general knowledge. You were wise and intelligent for your age.

He couldn't deny that this girl is more than meets the eye. She is innocently sexy, frank, and brutally honest. But he likes that about her. She's an open book. She knows what she wants, and he is afraid she wants him. He realizes she has the ability to ruin him because she has already lured him to make out with her. He knows she's a playful little seductress, and if he doesn't focus, he'll find himself in a very unlikely entanglement.

He cannot promise her a relationship with him. He hasn't dated seriously since his breakup with an American girl a few years ago.

If his mother finds out, she'll be absolutely livid. He told her last night at the family dinner that he will reconsider the arranged marriage with Shanchai because he wants to bring happiness to his mother after she has lost the love of her life. He wants her to be happy, and he promised her that he would always look after her and never cause her pain. But...now that he's spent time with Frosty. He cannot see himself in an arranged marriage. Right now, he and Frosty have chemistry, but she will never be his mother's ideal choice for him.

He promised himself that he would only give his platinum beauty friendship and that he would not invest emotionally in this 'new' adventure. He doesn't want to break this girl's, fragile heart.

Later they started to take playful and cute pics of them together in the park after they'd packed their stuff. Frosty even asked to take a picture of herself getting into his car, looking cool. He was just laughing softly at your antics.

"Please send me the images, Joons. It's absolutely stunning." as you look at the pics he took of you on his ridiculously priced Samsung flip phone. Your feelings for him are growing rapidly.

Namjoon transferred all the selfies and photos to her before they left the park. You were ecstatic. You can't believe you had the most fun with the object with your affection.

While driving, you listened to soft classical music, smiled, and gazed at the serene face of Namjoon.

He briefly locked eyes with you as he senses you want to say something but really shouldn't. In a surprise, he raises his brows. This is a first.

"Ask whatever you want to ask because I see you want to burst," he teases.

You chuckle nervously and ask, "Joons...are you in a relationship?"

Namjoon smiled. "Er...not now, why?"

"The woman with the red hair is in your office. When she and your PA caught us together, she looks really sad. I thought she was your girlfriend, and...I was feeling guilty right now because I pushed you to cheat on her." You say this with caution. You will never be guilty of kissing him. You wanted more time in his arms, especially his gentle caressing.

"Don't worry, Mi-Young is my best friend. She's more like a sister to me. I'm aware she has feelings for me, but I tried to tell her she can only be my friend. He does seem sad because he realizes he is the source of her emotional distress. But he can't help but feel how he does right now. He doesn't want to get emotionally involved with anyone. He once loved and does not want to reinvest in a relationship, which is why his mother took matters into her own hands.

"Oh, you don't want a relationship right now? Even...even with me?" You ask, a little deflated. You felt your heart drop painfully. You don't stand a chance with him after those hot kisses.

Namjoon pursed his lips and sighed regretfully, 'I'm sorry Sweetie...I can only promise you friendship, and that after today, we will not fall victim to the kissing temptation again. I'm just a normal guy, sweetie, and I don't want to hurt you. Please keep that in mind." he looks at you with regret.

"Can I ask you something?" you sadly nod.

Namjoon nods, "Yeah," sensing her quiet demeanour.

"You said we couldn't kiss again after today? Will you....let me kiss you one last time today? "You bit your bottom lip, bashfully looking at him.

Namjoon cast a quick glance at your defeated expression and nods...wordlessly, knowing that what he just allowed will cause them both more pain or anguish.

It was nearly 2 p.m. when he came to a halt in front of the Kwon residence. They finally returned in relaxation.

Namjoon quickly assisted you with the blankets and the two baskets.

You unlocked the door and sighed with relief that the house was still standing.

Namjoon placed the items on a chair and looked around. As you led him into your living room, you locked the door.

Ms Kwon lives alone, but now that You are here, she has at least some company.

"Er...are you in a hurry, Joons? Can I offer you something to eat...maybe a piece of cake?" You cast a hopeful glance up to where he has come to a complete standstill in the long hallway.

He smirked, "I'm fine, thank you. Thank you for a wonderful morning and my beautiful sketch..." When you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, his breath caught in his throat.

"Joons...I don't want you to leave...please stay with me a little longer--" you look up into his eyes.

"I'm afraid I can't, sweetie...I had a meeting that must be rescheduled. My PA has already called me several times. I must attend this meeting. I m sorry...." He turned around and cupped his palm around your face, stroking your cheek with his thumb. When he leans down and kisses your lips with a soft peck, a serene smile passes your face.

Your lips moved in unison with each as you opened your mouth to allow him access to the heat of your tongue. Your legs started to tremble, and with one movement, you were scooped up and pinned against the hallway wall, your legs intimately around his waist, you didn't care...you were courageous as Joons began to passionately kiss you back, stroking your thighs under your skirt with feverish moments. You felt like you were drowning in an ocean as you clung to his broad shoulders as feverishly kissed your neck fold and relish every touch.

It feels like you've been smooching for hours, but you've only been kissing for minutes. When you were both out of breath and staring intently at him, your chest heaved up and down. Namjoon gently rubs your thighs as he decides to release you from his grip.

You were on fire, and deep down you knew that the fruition of your attraction to each other had just become into full bloom.

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Kim Publishing House-few hours ago.

Mi-Young looked at a nervous Yeji as she inquired about her boss's current absence from the office.

"Yeji...we can only take loyalty so far, and you know how much I despise it when you withhold information from me?" She appeared agitated and frustrated.

Yeji, with her voice stuttering, "Ma'am. Mr. Kim called me earlier than usual and demanded that I cancel all of his client appointments. He did not inform me about his plans like he used to."

Yeji's eyes were wary as she focussed on the older girl.

Mi-Young strutted up and down in front of Yeji's desk.

"May I look at his electronic diary?"Mi-Young demanded, her voice commanding.

"Er...he had it on him, ma'am, and I'm sorry, "Yeji replied softly. This woman sends shivers down her spine. She's a living nightmare. Can't the boss just do whatever he wants? He is a true workaholic who is constantly at work. He also needed to unwind and relax.

"What the hell...Namjoon! Where are you? We have an important meeting at 1 p.m." She was yelling into her phone. Yeji smirked at Mi-Youngs agitated expression. She attempted to contact him, but it appears that his phone is turned off or on voice mail.

Her red manicured nails were texting furiously on her iPad. Yeji noticed Mi-Young was uncommonly nervous.

"Does Mrs. Kim know about her sons' absence?" she asked, her eyes narrowed.

"Yes, ma'am. Apparently, he told her. She wondered if he wasn't spending the day with that Taiwanese actress, Shanchai." Yeji says smugly. Mi-Young looked at Yeji, stunned. WHAT!!!

"Is...is he with that actress?" Mi-Young inhaled deeply and stormed out of her boss's executive office, a determined expression on her face. Yeji shook her head in disbelief as she exhaled a deep breath of relief. That was quite intense.

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Namjoons' penthouse apartment

Namjoon quickly opened his cell phone after returning home from "Frosty" and rescheduled a meeting with the client. Mi-Young has been calling him erratically and nonstop. He felt a little guilty about the no-show at work, but being with Frosty made him feel liberated and free. He quickly stripped off his damp clothes and entered a warm shower.

He grins as he recalls his steamy make-out session with the platinum beauty. She makes him feel things he never felt before in his relationship with his university sweetheart. He had hoped to settle down with her after completing his graduate studies, but she broke his heart when she decided to return to the United States. They mutually decided to end their relationship and go their separate ways because neither of them wanted a long-distance relationship. She is now in a long-term relationship with an architect.

He was too busy to commit at the time, but he enjoyed female company. He went on a few dates but never took them to the next level. His Eomma now wants him to settle with her best friend's daughter. Shan is not unattractive, but arranging a marriage without his consent infuriated him to the point where his Eomma began to cry sadly. The family's most famous emotional blackmailer.

When he dried himself off in front of the steamed-up mirror, his eyes widened in shock when he wiped the mirror and noticed the little treacherous visitors on his upper chest.

He and Frosty were having the time of their lives. Her supple body was ready for him to take, but as the more mature one, he had to control his emotions and desires. Namjoon knew that she likes him, but he refuses to lead any girl on. He sighs deeply, knowing that making his mother happy will cost him his freedom with the girl, that he does not want.

Namjoon dressed in his dark designer coat and black polo neck to conceal the evidence Frosty left behind. He doesn't require scrutiny, a lecture from his mother or Mi-Youngs'accusing stares.

He put on his shoes and quickly called his client to confirm their meeting location. Mi-Young told him that she missed him and that she'd like to hang out with him later tonight.

He inhaled deeply as he knows he owes his best friend a "date".

He hurriedly left his apartment with his designer sunglasses, wallet, and briefcase.

He saw a notification on his phone when he reached the elevator and smiled as he read the text- Frosty

Frosty: Are you safe at home?

Yes, I'm safe and sound.

Frosty: Is it alright for me to miss you?

Namjoon laughs softly. Oh my goodness, this girl is incredible. She simply speaks without anxiety.

Do you miss me...?

Frosty: Yes, but did you really mean that we could spend the entire week together?

Namjoon grins and texts quickly.

I did...be ready at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow. I still have some work to do.

Frosty: Yay!!! What are we going to do tomorrow...because I have something interesting planned for us and a gift for you...but don't ask...I'm not telling!

Namjoon laughed heartily as he exited the elevator to his underground parking. Some people smirked as they noticed him grinning all by himself as he read some of Frosty's excited rants.

He was curious about what this flower child had planned, and he knew it would be "unconventional fun." She wants him to unwind and relax from his hectic schedule, so he decided to give her his week and enjoy her refreshing company.

They talked for a little longer before he got into his Maserati sportscar, put on his sunglasses, and drove out of the parking lot, waving to the security guard at the gate. He and Frosty had to say their final goodbyes until tomorrow.

Now it's down to business...winning another billion-won contract...

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A/n: Hi guys I hope you like this chapter. Namjoon is in a betwix. Thank you for taking the time to read, vote or comment.

Do you think he and Vincenza 's friendship could be a snare?

Will he act on his promise to spend more time with her?

Do you think "Frosty" will be more open with her attraction to Joons?