Chapter 5 5

I stopped with a confused mind. I immediately positioned myself comfortably in a small room containing a few benches and a small table squeezed by the benches.

His hands hung down on the jacket, "Make yourself comfortable.

He smoothed his hair, then gave me a charming smile. My mind searches for the image of the man in front of me in my head. His face and smile look very familiar, but I can't get a picture of his face in my head.

"I'm pretty sure I've seen his somewhere."

He leaned back comfortably on the bench, crossed his legs, and patted the empty side.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come and sit down."

His hand reached for a cup of wine, "Come on, let's drink first."

I sat far across from where he sat and said, "I'm here."

Looking at his face up close made my heart even more convinced. I've met him. He doesn't seem like a foreign guy.

Now that his face showed an expression of displeasure, he patted the empty side beside him again and said, "Come here, don't be too far from me."

I was so annoyed. He always gave me orders like I was his pet.

I raised my body and walked closer to his empty side, "Don't give orders as if I were your dog!"

Now, we have become so close. It was awkward to sit together this close. I scratched the nape of my neck, which didn't itch.

I muttered to myself, comforting myself, "This is too awkward,"

I cringed as his body suddenly took a bit of distance from mine, causing me to be pushed back and lean against the arm of the sofa. He kissed my lips sensually.

His big hand touched my waist, deepening the kiss. The kiss is now very sensual and erotic. I increasingly enjoyed this kiss, and blood flowed from my lips. He bit and resumed kissing erotically. I pushed his shoulder, then laughed awkwardly.

I was not happy. While I was enjoying the erotic kiss, he suddenly bit me, "Why are you biting me?"

He showed me a charming smile again, and his hand ruffled his slightly messy hair. "Can't you?"

"A rush of shock spread from my waist. Ugh," he said, surprising me with a hug around the waist.

He looked at me, confused but happy, "Is this your first time being hugged?"

I got to embarrass myself. The shock flow I just got is something I'm not used to feeling and making myself obvious. I averted my eyes. "...No."

I worked my way up to refute it, even though it would sound like nonsense. I can't hide the expression on my face. This is the first time a man has touched me!

"Let's see how great it is that you give me a special service,"

I'm shaking. This is the first time I do it. I tried to argue with the man in front of him. I can't look bad in front of my customers.

"I'm an expert in providing special services to customers."

"Is it true? I will not play soft tonight. You'd better think if what you're saying is just bullshit."

I was very angry with an arrogant man like him. I frowned and denied it again to provide proof with my words.

"This isn't my first, so just do as you please!"

The foreign man grinned, "Are you sure you won't regret what you said?"

I gulped, nervous, but I had to defend myself, "I won't regret it!"

The foreign man before me changed his grin to a charming smile. He stroked my face gently and said, "Really? Okay, then."

The foreign man smiled charmingly, his hands pulling closer to my waist, "Take off your clothes."