Chapter 17

Yoonjin got down from the car and walked inside the clothing store.

As he entered the manager came and ushered him inside.

They got inside a private room and he sat on the couch.

'I need the best dinner dress'. He said, stressing out the best.

The manager nodded and went out of the room, she came back in less than 10 minutes, with some of the workers as they held different dresses.

'Mr Park, these are the best we have, can you find your taste here..' She asked as she watched as Yoonjin sharp gaze scanned through the dresses, without saying a word.

The manager quietly watched him as she wondered the special girl Yoonjin had come to get clothes for, but not just that he came by himself and not sending his personal assistant to get it.

As she pondered on her thoughts she noticed Yoonjin stood up from the couch and towards a long, flowing silver dress.

He walked closer to the dress and placed his hand on his jaw, slightly rubbing it, while carefully examining the dress.

The flowing skirt and delicate lace bodies and the off shoulders, enhanced the beauty of the dress, he imagined Chaeyoung on the dress and a small smile formed on his lips.

He nodded to himself and points at the dress.

'I'll go with this'. He said and sat back on the couch.

The manager bowed and went out of the room, later returning back with the dressed packaged.

Yoonjin entered his car and drove directly to Chaeyoung's place.

He parked his car and knocked on the door which was immediately opened.

'Oh my god, what are you doing here?'. She asked with her eyes wide opened as she noticed Yoonjin standing in front of the door.

Yoonjin raised his eyes in question as he stared at her.

'You seem surprised..' Yoonjin smirked but only earned an eye roll from her.

'I thought you were someone else'. She said and sigh.

'You were expecting someone?'. He asked as he crossed his hand in front of his chest and stared at her waiting for a reply.

'Not actually, it's just that some creep has been coming around lately so…'

'….creep?'. Yoonjin interrupted as there was a hint of rage in his voice and eyes.

Chaeyoung nodded and smiled.

'Hmm, I was planning of killing him tonight, that was the reason I opened up quickly and had this with me'. She said and raised up the frypan she had hidden behind her.

Yoonjin chuckled and tilted his head.

'So are you going to keep me outside?'.

Chaeyoung hadn't noticed that she had not let Yoonjin in and quickly apologized as she opened the door.

Yoonjin followed Chaeyoung from behind as she ushered him in.

He smiled as he noticed Chaeyoung's distorted hair and her casual wear.

She was on a black baggy shirt and shorts, a pen was hanging behind ears.

Yoonjin knew she was working.

They finally got to the sitting room and saw her laptop on the table as well as some books scattered all over the place.

There was a coffee mug on the table as well as some snacks.

'I'm sorry about the mess, I was working on some stuffs'. She said and created space on the couch for Yoonjin to sit.

Yoonjin could not help but chuckled at her unbothered attitude, it was like she was used to people seeing her like that.

'Just to let you know, I'm not actually like this on normal days'. She said and she motioned at herself.

'It's fine, I should have called before coming'. Yoonjin said.

He watched as Chaeyoung packed the books which were scattered on the floor and placed them on the table, neatly arranged.

She sigh and held her neck as she gently massage it.

Yoonjin could not help but fawn over her working appearance.

Though she had no make up on, her face looked flawless and effortlessly beautiful.

Her hair tied in a messy bun, with several strands escaping to frame her face.

'I don't have anything here, and I'm not a really good cook'. She said as she stared at Yoonjin with her hands on her waist.

'It's fine…'He said as he eyes scanned the lady in front of him.

Chaeyoung sighed and sat on the couch next to him.

'What are you doing here by this time of the night?'. She asked.

The time currently was 9pm.

Yoonjin pushed the bag in front of her.

'You should wear this to dinner tomorrow'. He bluntly said.

Chaeyoung stared at him in confusion and suddenly closed her eyes as she rubbed her forehead.

'I totally forgot about it..' She said and took the bag.

She looked at him as if asking for his permission to open it and he nodded.

She opened it and saw the dress inside.

Her eyes widened in amazement when she brought out the dress from the bag, seeing the full outfit.

'It's pretty..' She said as she smiled.

'Thanks…' She whispered and excused herself upstairs.

She came back soon and sat next to him, with either of them wanting to start a conversation.

Yoonjin finally stood up and adjusted his jacket ready to leave.

'I should get going, it's late'. He said as he looked at Chaeyoung who stood up and nodded.

'I'll send a driver to pick you up tomorrow'. He said.

Chaeyoung nodded again.

Yoonjin walked towards the door with Chaeyoung tagging behind him.

He suddenly halted and turned around, surprising Chaeyoung as she looked at him with her eyes widened.

They stare at each other for a moment, the air thick with tension.

He slowly approached her, his gaze fixed on her face, closing the distance between them.

His hand finds her hip and pulled her close.

She gasped at the sudden contact, her breathe hitching in her throat.

He tilted her chin up with his gaze fixed on her lips.

He leaned down, his lips hovering just few meters away from hers.

She could feel his breathe on her skin, causing a shiver down her spine as she closed her eyes subconsciously.

Their lips met in a slow pace, his hands moved up her body, slipping under her shirt, tracing her bare skin, Chaeyoung placed her hand on her neck and pulled him closer.

The kiss deepened, their mouths moving together in familiar dance.

Just as the kiss deepened , her phone began to ring, shattering the moment.

She quickly pulled off from their intense moment as if realizing what they actually did.

She glance at the screen.

'It's my mom'. She said her, her voice strained.

Yoonjin nodded.

'Then I should get going'. He said and walked out out the door.