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Wang So

Rain poured overhead and he stared down at the puddles that formed around his ratty sneakers. Second-hand shoes his brother had worn before passing them onto him. They had once been white, but now they were gray and brown.

He had not showered in four days- perhaps from neglect or pure ignorance. The rain washed over him and he looked out at the crumbling apartment building he called home.

Mother was there. Father was there too. Maybe even Yo if he was not busy collecting bottles and cans to take to the recycling center for some extra change.

He rubbed the back of his arm, feeling the fresh bruises his mother had given him the night before. He had been stupid enough to put his shoes on the wrong shelf and she had hit him with the shoehorn.

When he turned around, he could see the twinkling lights of the city that glimmered in the distance. He remembered venturing into the city with Yo, holding his brother's hand and walking through the marvelous smells and sights. There had been so many things to see and so many people dressed in bright colors… a sport car had even passed by them.

He had begged Yo to go into a shoe store to just look at the sneakers on display, but Yo had denied him. "It's not good to look at things you can't have," his brother had snapped.

Another turn and he was back, staring at the building where his parents were. He wanted to leave. He wanted to go away.

So's head jerked up and he sniffed, waking from his brief nap. He looked out the window as rain fell over the front lawn, denting the pillow of snow that coated the wilted grass.

When he looked to his left, he saw Soo watching him. Caught, she quickly turned away and returned to her book, her cheeks staining pink. Her hair fell over her cheeks and So wished he could tuck her hair aside so he could look at her face.

She wore a white sweater and jeans. Her hair was loose and she read over a book about historical makeup. So watched as she turned the page, the sound of paper cutting through the silence.

His brother's parting logic rang in his mind and So swallowed. Don't look at her. She's not yours. Don't look at her. He tried to force his eyes away from Hae Soo as she pressed the tip of her thumb to her lips, tapping against her pale lipstick.

He could not stop thinking about the weekend. To have been with someone he actually felt for… to have slept with her and kissed her… So wondered if it had even been real. If she had actually felt the way he had. He had offered himself to her in body, but he wished she would take more. He wanted her to take him as she wished. For her to become his and for himself to become hers.

In the beginning, he had questioned if he had just imagined the entire weekend.

He had wondered if he was becoming delusional. Was he relapsing from a lack of nicotine? Had a couple months of abstinence led him to completely imagine having sex with his employer?

A cigarette outside of the Hwang Bo house in the middle of the night and an unsuccessful hour of watching porn had proven that he was not crazy. Then, when So unpacked his bag, he remembered sitting back in surprise as his hands unearthed a black pair of panties with a French tag. Not crazy… but definitely fucked.

"Mr. Wang." So's head snapped up at the sound of Soo's melodic voice.

"Yes?" he asked. He looked at Soo but she did not turn back to him.

He waited for her to say something, but Soo remained still. She took her bottom lip between her teeth as if she regretted calling his name. So watched as she scraped the lipstick off of her skin with her incisors. "I- um- it's nothing." She shook her head and flinched away from him.

He did not have to look around to know none of the staff were around. Chae Ryung was out running errands, the maids were scattered around the house, and Wook's bodyguard was with Wook. So's occupation as a hitman had left him trained in the art of listening and tracking.

The doors of the sitting room were closed and the curtains drawn. They were entirely secluded.

He stood and silently told his brother to go fuck himself.

So approached and knelt in front of Hae Soo the way he had at the hotel. Overstepping his boundaries as a bodyguard, he placed his hands on her knees. He tilted his head to the side and looked past the hair that hid her face.

This time, Soo met his eyes and So felt his gaze soften when he looked at her. Reaching upward, he tucked her hair behind her ear, allowing his fingertips to linger against her soft skin. He brushed his thumb over her cheek, noticing a light pink powder rub onto it. Soo seemed not to remember what she was going to say.

His hand cradled her chin and Soo closed her eyes. Her cheek pressed closer to his palm and So began to rise, dipping his knee against the cushion. He held his other hand against her face and gazed down at her, towering over her sitting form.

So breathed deeply, wanting nothing more than to kiss the woman before him. He wanted to hold her in his arms and inhale the rosy perfume that clung to her skin. He had only had her for a weekend, yet he was addicted. He wanted more and more.

Slowly, he let himself dip lower and lower towards her. Soo made no move to stop him.

"May I kiss you… Mrs. Hae?" he whispered, his face only a breath away from hers.

He could hear her shallow breathing and feel her racing pulse beneath his middle finger. She wanted him. Perhaps as much as he wanted her.

Their foreheads touched and Soo's lips parted.

"Soo," she breathed, her breath curling against his cheek. Her voice was so low that Soo could barely hear her response. "My name is Soo."

Smiling, he crouched lower.

She tasted sweet and her lips met his in a rush of passion. So gripped Soo's jaw as her hand held his wrist. Their mouths opened and So pressed further, his tongue meeting Soo's. He felt her moan vibrate against his lips and he knelt closer, leaning Soo back against the seat. He pressed a hand to her hip, toying with the waistband of her jeans.

"So." She pulled away from him. He opened his eyes as Soo's palms pressed against his chest, gently pushing him away. "We can't- not in my home."

His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths and Soo seemed just as disheveled. Her hands remained against his chest and So grasped one of her palms, moving it to where his heart hammered. "No one is near us," he said. No one is cleaning this wing of the house. Your husband is away and your assistant if probably picking the children up right now. You're allowed to be as loud as you want.

He could feel how Soo's fingers gripped his shirt, her nails pressing against his heart. Soo looked away from him and back at the doors. So pressed his lips to her cheek, returning her attention to him. "I still haven't paid you back for that blowjob." He kissed her throat.

Soo huffed and So easily toppled her against the sofa, crouching over her. "This room is completely pervious to noise-"

"I don't mind if you moan," So said against her lips. "In fact I highly encourage it." He chuckled when Soo gave him an exasperated look. "I bet you whatever you want that you won't be able to be silent," he teased. "Not when I've got you."

So watched as Soo scoffed at his challenge. She seemed to think it an easy feat to beat him and So grinned when Soo nodded. "I accept that bet." Her hands curled behind his neck, and So felt himself being pulled down.

They kissed again and So placed his hands beneath Soo's sweater, untucking her camisole and pressing his hands to her warm skin. Nipping her bottom lip, So allowed his hands to ride up her body, cupping her breasts through her bra. Soo closed her eyes and he kissed her again, taking her lips and stealing her breathless sighs. His heart pounded and each second felt too fast. He wanted their embrace last as long as possible.

So pulled the cups of her bra down and gently teased the peaks of her breasts beneath her clothes, swiping his thumb over her nipples and feeling them harden. Her hands lowered to his cheeks and So felt Soo's cool fingertips against his face as they kissed. "I want to kiss more of you," he murmured against her lips. "Every part of you. Every little bit of your skin."

Soo sent a fearful glance toward the doors and So took that opportunity to lightly bite her throat and chin. His hands continued to grasp her breasts and he listened to Soo's surprised squeak when he abruptly pinched her nipples. Her mouth opened and her cheeks stained red as she pressed her hand to her mouth. So chuckled when she slapped his arm, enduring the soft blow. "I could have made a noise!" she half-whispered half-shouted at him.

"You did," he said, nuzzling into the crevice between her shoulder and neck. Licking the line from her collar to her chin, he rose to nibble on her earlobe, rolling the diamond in her ear against his tongue.

Soo pressed her hands to her face and So kissed the backs of her knuckles. "I win, Hae Soo." He chuckled at her annoyed expression.

"You cheated."

"There were no rules, and I'll be cashing my prize in right now."

"Fine, fine, what do you want?" Soo asked. She peeked through the cracks of her fingers and So met her wide eyes.

He moved her hands away from her face before kissing her again. What he wanted the most was to fuck her right there. To tear her clothes off and make her scream his name. He wanted to hear her calling out to him as he made her his… but he knew she did not want that- not while they were so susceptible to being caught. Risk was not in this woman's vocabulary.

Pecking the tip of Soo's nose, So smirked at her. "I want to eat you out," he said. "As recompense for your stellar job with me."

Soo gave him a hard look and So smiled down at her.

Lifting her shirt, So bared Soo's stomach and licked her skin, letting his tongue mark swirls against her. She tasted vaguely of lotion and something sweet. The tantalizing scent of roses curled around him and So steadied himself as Soo exhaled slowly. He held back from using his teeth or from sucking too hard. Though he would have loved to see red and purple marks of his affection on her, he knew she would not.

He took one of her nipples in his mouth, flicking the peak with his tongue and gently sucking on the tip. He glanced up at Soo as her hand ruffled through his hair, her chin tilted back.

She's still not looking at me.

He pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind.

Continuing to kiss Soo's breasts, he moved his hands to the button of her jeans, pulling at the clasp and inching her pants down. So could feel his own erection against his slacks, but he focused on Hae Soo, relishing her little chirps and muffled pleasure. He loved her reactions- the way she blushed and tried to remain quiet, ultimately failing. Her hand covered her lips and she blushed roses against her cheeks.

Removing his mouth from her breasts, So began tracing open-mouthed kisses against her torso, making his way down. He pulled Soo's pants down to her ankles and pressed his nose to her panties, inhaling her scent. The material was practically drenched and So lowered the flimsy covering, baring Soo from chest down. "Look how excited you are," he said against her stomach.

"Please keep going," she whispered. So wondered if she knew how utterly sexy she looked, splayed against the couch, blushing and panting. Her hair was ink against the white leather, her flushed face a flower, and her body its stem. Her nails scraped against the leather sofa while her ankles were bound by her bunched jeans.

He wanted her.

Ever dutiful, So continued. He kissed her pelvic bones, using his tongue to trace the lines of her hips. Soo arched towards him and So moved towards her core.

He lifted Soo's legs and rested himself between her knees, feeling her ankles cross behind his back. He pressed his fingers to her thighs, spreading them so he could see her sex.

He kissed her, using his tongue to lap at the honey she offered. Flicking at her clitoris, he cleaned her pulsing heat with his mouth, listening to her moan. "I remember you saying you weren't going to make a noise," he murmured, his voice edged with a laugh.

Sliding his tongue forward, he dipped into her slit, keeping his eyes on Soo as her hand met his shoulder and her nails curled against his jacket. He touched against where he knew she liked, flicking his tongue forward and making her gasp. His hand moved away from her thigh and up her body. So pressed his fingertips against her lips and Soo opened her mouth, allowing So to coat his middle and ring finger with her saliva.

Once they were sufficiently lubricated, he pulled his fingers away.

He kissed the outer lips of her sex as he inserted a digit into her, curling it upwards and watching her react. He touched his lips to her apex kissing her as he inserted another.

So hummed softly, smirking when Soo writhed. He could see her resolve cracking. "You like that," he said.

"Again," Soo whimpered. "I'm close- again- please."

Chuckling, So nodded. "As my lady commands." Pressing his lips to her once more, So gently hummed, holding Soo's thigh down as her hips bucked. His fingers curled inside of her and he watched Soo's hands move to her breasts.

When she came, So glanced up to see Soo grabbing one of the throw pillows and smothering her moans as her back arched and her body quaked. He smiled at her actions, slowly helping her through the shaking finale of her orgasm. She was so beautiful.

So could not help but watch as she came onto his hand, her pleasure only further arousing him. Soo's eyes closed and her mouth opened in a silent cry.

So removed himself from between Soo's legs as she held a hand against her mouth and panted. He flinched when his own arousal rubbed against the back of his zipper but So brought his fingers to his lips and quietly licked the remnants of Soo's orgasm.

He wiped his mouth against the inside of his wrist before gazing down at Soo and meeting eyes with her. She sat up and raised her bra to its former position, lowering her camisole, and smoothing her sweater. So sat by as Soo put her panties back in their spot and quickly pulled her jeans up, buttoning them.

So could still see the way her chest rose and fell and he waited for her to say something. She glanced around to make sure no one was near, but So knew they were still alone. The maids were probably on their break by then.

Soo turned towards him and So sat back as she wordlessly took his necktie, adjusting the pin and placing it back into his jacket. He felt her hands brush over his shirt and chest, smoothing the wrinkles and creases off of his shirt and jacket. Her wedding ring glinted, a delicate, gold encased ring of diamonds sparkling in the midday sunlight.

What are you thinking about? So thought as he looked down at Soo. Her eyebrows creased and she pulled at his jacket to undo any extra flaws. Should I have done that? I should have left you to go back to your normal married life. Will you ever look at me the way I look at you?

Resting his knuckles beneath Soo's chin, So raised her face so she would look at him. Soo's beautiful gaze met his and So pressed his lips to her cheek. "Excuse me," he said. "I have to go deal with something."

Soo only nodded and So moved to leave, continuously watching her for a reaction. He hoped she realized how much their weekend had affected him- how she had affected him. He wanted nothing more than the have her again. He wanted to hold her and kiss her and fuck her until her nails scraped down her spine and her lips silently formed his name.

He shuffled into the hallway, pressing a hand to his eyes as he leaned against the doors that closed behind him. His heart beat erratically and his clammy palms were only proof of how much he wanted her.

He stalked off towards the servant's quarters to manage his erection.

When night fell, So stood by the front door as Wook returned home from work. He watched as the politician entered the house and scooped his children into his arms, spinning the girls around and kissing their cheeks. Wook's blue jacket flapped around his white shirt as Mi and Yoon hugged their father.

"And where is your mother?" Wook asked the girls as they chattered about their days.

"I'm here." So turned when he heard Soo's voice.

For a second, it seemed as if she was walking towards him. So could see the bitterness in her smile and when she turned toward her husband, he watched her offer her cheek before he could kiss her lips. Wook planted a firm peck to her skin before frowning at her. "I need kisses from all three of my girls and I've yet to get one from my favorite one," he chided. "Daddy had a very hard day."

So scoffed when Mi kissed Wook's cheek. "There, Daddy! Daddy's favorite!"

Wook laughed before nodding at his daughter. So wondered if Soo would kiss Wook. With the pleasure she had allowed So to provide and the appearance of her underwear, he had reason to believe that she might want to be with him. Perhaps just for pleasure or for emotional support- yet he felt hope. He tilted his head as Soo refused to look anywhere but at Yoon's hair.

Watching as Soo combed through her youngest's straight hair, So bit the inside of his cheek when Wook set the girls down and told them to prepare for dinner. Mi and Yoon scampered off in search of Chae Ryung.

"Nanny!" they shouted.

Soo moved to follow them and So ground his teeth when Wook pulled her back by the wrist and wrapped her in his arms. He could see her palms pressed against Wook's chest, trying to push him away. "Wook," she said, turning her head. So knew it was not in his place to intervene- not when nothing illegal was happening.

"Hae Soo, when was the last time you kissed me?" Wook asked. So's hand clenched into a fist. He knew Wook and Soo only kissed twice per day, but the very thought left a sour taste in his mouth.

Stop it, he told himself. You don't own her. She's not yours. She's married. You're a side piece. You're nothing. She's married.

So stood by as Soo cleared her throat. He breathed deeply as Wook pressed his lips to Soo's, causing her eyes to widen in surprise. So looked away.

When he returned his gaze to the couple, Wook kept an arm around Soo as he led her towards their bedroom. "Ah, I'm so hungry. I barely had lunch because my day was packed with meetings. What's on the menu?"

"Soy sauce crabs and spicy rockfish stew," So heard Soo say. He knew the cook had been marinating the crabs for days, setting a few aside for the other staff to enjoy as well.

Wook barked a laugh and So sighed, stepping away from the foyer. He passed by Mi and Yoon as they washed their hands before dinner. "Is it prudent to give our children soy sauce crabs?" Wook asked. "Yoon might choke on the shells and I'm pretty sure soy sauce can't be washed out of clothes."

"The girls are having duck bulgogi and leftover seaweed soup."

Neither Wook nor Soo bothered to close their bedroom door and So caught a glimpse of Soo folding Wook's button down as he pulled a t-shirt on, unclasping his gold watch.

There was no other contact between the two and they exited the bedroom together, making their way to the dining room. So continued to stand in the hallway as Soo passed by.

He watched as Wook sat at the head of the table while Soo took his right and Mi took his left, sitting in her booster seat so she could see over the large table. Yoon sat in a highchair between her parents.

So turned away as the family began to eat, retreating to the servants' quarters. His workday was over. There was no way for him to serve Hae Soo anymore unless she wished to take an evening walk.

Sitting at his desk, So decided against dinner and stared at his suitcase. His eyes remained locked onto the wad of black lace that still sat in the trunk. He wondered if it meant anything at all. If he meant anything at all.

She's married, you fool. Of course you don't mean anything. Yo was right. You should never look at things you can't have.