Chapter 8

The Iseul and Joon families are considered to be among the most affluent and well-to-do families in their neighborhood, known for their exceptional wealth, status, and reputation.

Their presence in the community has made a significant impact and they are widely respected for their contributions to society and the local economy. Their impressive homes and luxurious lifestyles serve as a symbol of success and prosperity, inspiring others to strive for similar achievements.

Kim Iseul 's mansion was a sprawling estate that sat atop a hill, surrounded by lush gardens and immaculate lawns. The main building was a grand affair, with towering columns, intricate stonework, and gleaming windows that overlooked the countryside for miles around. Inside, the mansion was just as impressive, with high ceilings, ornate moldings, and luxurious furnishings that spoke to the wealth and taste of its owners.

Park Joon mansion was no less magnificent, but its architectural style was a stark contrast to the first. This house was a modern marvel, with clean lines, expansive glass walls, and a minimalist aesthetic that highlighted its cutting-edge technology.

The property was surrounded by a sleek infinity pool, a spacious terrace, and a perfectly-manicured garden, all of which combined to create a luxurious oasis in the heart of the city. Despite its contemporary design, the mansion was every bit as grand and imposing as its more traditional counterpart, and it was a true testament to the success of those who lived within its walls.

As Joon awakened from his slumber, he set out towards Iseul's villa, ascending to the upper level where her room was located.

The interior of Iseul's quarters was adorned with a refreshing blend of green and white hues, creating a tranquil and calming atmosphere.

Joon sat quietly in a chair next to her bed, watching her as she slept.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at this vulnerable moment, where she was completely at peace, lost in the world of dreams. Her long black hair was spread out on the pillow, creating a contrast against the white linens.

Her chest rose and fell with each steady breath, and Joon felt a sense of contentment just being in her presence at this serene moment.

She slept peacefully, her long black hair splayed out on the pillow like a silky curtain.

Her breathing was slow and steady, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest was the only movement in the room. Her complexion was smooth and radiant, almost as if she was bathed in moonlight.

It was a picture of pure serenity, a moment frozen in time, as she dreamed away in tranquil beauty.

Iseul had the eerie sensation that someone was observing her, but she was already aware of the individual's identity.

Upon turning around, she inadvertently revealed a portion of her cleavage, though she didn't seem to concern herself with concealing herself, displaying a nonchalant attitude.

With a tone that indicated drowsiness, she suggested to the person who was watching her that they ought to simply get into bed rather than continuing to lurk in a manner that could be considered creepy.

As she spoke, Joon approached her, lay down beside her, took her hair in his hand, and brought it close to his nose, inhaling deeply.

Joon always desired to take her while she is unconscious and powerless to have this kind of sovereignty over her slowly listening to her saying stop over and over he almost come in his pants.

Joon had previously communicated his intentions to her, and it was amusing that despite his peculiar behavior, she did not seem to mind as she was even more unconventional in her own ways.

With a quick movement, his hand reached towards her breasts and firmly grasped it.

Park Joon took hold of the bottom of her shirt and, with a firm motion, pulled it down towards her waist, uncovering the pink flesh of her nipples which had previously been concealed by the garment.

He took her nipples into his hand and, with a deliberate motion, brought it closer to his face before inserting it into his mouth for consumption.

As he attempted to continue with his actions, the persistent knocking on the door interrupted him, causing him to pause and direct his attention towards the source of the disturbance.

Upon listening closely, he could hear the voice of the maid coming from the other side of the door, announcing that breakfast had been prepared and was ready to be served.

Iseul began to emit a series of chuckles and guffaws directed towards him, as she rose from her bed and made her way towards the bathroom, all while wearing a grin on her face that extended from one cheek to the other.

As she walked, she turned her head slightly over her shoulder, still smiling, before entering the bathroom and closing the door behind her.