His arrogance and insolence knew no bounds, sparing no one. A man beautiful yet untouchable, whom she yearned to define but dared not depict. She couldn’t deny the longing and attraction for something she had never possessed. But Cha-eon vaguely sensed it. This man was a poisoned chalice. A dangerous man who threatened to destroy everything if she dared to drink.

For a while, she silently stared at their touching fingertips. What was he thinking? Cha-eon let out a dry laugh and smiled a little. When she raised her head, she met his eyes, still tilted down, watching her. The man’s eyes, perfectly suited to the dawn, were fixed on her.

“I told you to keep your eyes to yourself. You’ll be misunderstood. Can’t you control yourself?”

Suddenly, she wondered. Did this man treat other women like this too? Even women who desired him? Tap, tap. The subtle rhythm of raindrops drumming against the window, the sound of rain growing faster like breaths. Just as the sweltering heat seemed to subside, the rain returned. The monsoon, which seemed to be ending, had started again.

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