Waiting For Your Reincarnation Chapter 107

His eyes shone in the darkness. Ryu Won couldn’t hide his nervousness, and his eyes darted around, trying to figure out what she meant.

 

As she held his gaze, she felt a sudden rush of embarrassment.

 

Feeling the tips of her ears turn red, she added.

 

“Not if you don’t want to.”

 

“You’re free to leave.”

 

Ryu Won’s body, which had been frozen in place, moved violently as if those words were a signal.

 

He put one hand on the back of Yeon-young’s head and the other squeezed her hand, pressing their bodies together.

 

It was a tight squeeze, but she felt more secure than stifled.

 

Despite his urgent gesture, he slowly captured her lips.

 

The warmth of his lips lingered on hers for a long time.

 

Soon, Ryu Won’s tongue licked her bottom lip deeply, as if asking for permission.

 

She opened her mouth, feeling her hair stand on end.

 

Once permission was granted, everything flowed naturally. Her body fell back onto the bed once more with a natural ease.

 

He moved slowly and deliberately, like a gourmet savoring the flavors of his food.

 

The heat of his tightly pressed body slipped between her lips, and her fingertips tingled at the unfamiliar, exhilarating sensation.

 

His tongue, moist and soft, explored the delicate flesh.

 

His hips rose spontaneously with each movement, stimulating the hidden flesh. When it did, he would only stroke the back of her hand, soothing and comforting, but never pulling his lips away.

 

Unlike before, when he’d been gentle and respectful, his kisses were now rough, deep, and full of desire for her.

 

Yeon-young couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her mouth.

 

Her heart felt like it was going to burst, and she pushed against his chest with all the strength she could muster.

 

“Hmph…, wait.”

 

Hearing Yeon-young’s pain, he lifted his head slightly.

 

However, he immediately pressed a light kiss to her lips again, causing her to squeak.

 

Ryu Won’s white eyes were already clouded with pleasure, and he watched her keenly for her reaction, occasionally furrowing his brow to show his unresolved desire.

 

The sight of him made her pause for a moment.

 

Ryu Won found her lips again, seeing her condition stabilize, and spoke in a low, dull voice.

 

“…I’m sorry, just a little more.”

 

Yeon-young squeezed her eyes shut at the soothing voice. Her head felt completely white.

 

She let out a soft breath and embraced him once more.

 

Ryu Won plunged into her mouth, as if releasing something he’d been holding back all this time.

 

Their tongues tangled, their breath mingled, and she gave herself completely to him.

 

She opened her eyes gingerly, relaxing her fisted hands.

 

He was already staring at her, his face heated, as if he hadn’t realized how long he’d been awake.

 

The heat in his eyes never subsided, she thought.

 

Tonight was not going to be easy.

 

* * *

 

When she woke up the next day, she was in his arms.

 

She tried to remember what had happened, but then gave up trying to think.

 

A hot sensation on her lips, as if they were on fire, reminded her of yesterday’s events.

 

Ryu Won was asleep, his face relaxed and content.

 

Just looking at his peaceful face made her feel grumpy.

 

“How dare you bully me so persistently with that face…”

 

“What, you didn’t like it?”

 

Yeon-young looked at Ryu Won, who had suddenly opened his eyes.

 

He must have pretended to sleep again and overheard her talking to herself.

 

Ryu Won had completely revitalized overnight. He hugged her tightly with his arms, preventing her from getting out of bed.

 

She could hear his relaxed breathing above her head, and she gradually leaned into him. She missed this warmth.

 

“How are you feeling?”

 

“As you can see, it’s good, probably because you kissed me.”

 

Yeon-young shivered at the unfamiliar words and raised her head.

 

Ryu Won looked down at her with a smile so bright it made his eyes disappear. His face knew no shame.

 

“Shall we do it again?”

 

“No, then when will you let me go again? I have to go to work.”

 

“Why do you have to go to work?”

 

“It’s morning, I have to get ready. Do you know what’s going on right now? S…”

 

“S…?”

 

Yeon-young clamped her mouth shut, about to spit out the word spy.

 

She’d been trying to read his memories of Negro.

 

Ryu Won noticed the wavering look in her eyes, but he didn’t question her.

 

He touched the ring on his ring finger and connected the communication.

 

“Zhaolin.”

 

– …Are you awake?

 

“You don’t seem too pleased to see me up, do you?”

 

– Of course not.

 

“Are you busy today?”

 

– Busy.

 

“Even if you are, you better not be too busy, because Ms. Yeon-young have to stay with me today.”

 

– So be it.

 

Ryu Won’s eyebrows arched at Zhaolin’s meek reply.

 

Yeon-young, who had been listening to their conversation, also raised her head to show her puzzlement.

 

Zhaolin’s reaction was strange.

 

– Put the youngest on, please.

 

At her words, Ryu Won lowered his left hand and brought it to her lips.

 

Even though they were connected, he couldn’t resist and pressed his finger to her lips.

Ryu Won pulled his hand away and continued the call.

 

“Ms. Zhaolin, it’s me.”

 

– The urgent fire was extinguished. Take care of your senior and come out tomorrow.

 

“Are you being blackmailed by someone right now?”

 

– I’ve decided there’s something for me to do and something for you to do.

 

“Something for me to do?”

 

– Do you remember what you said yesterday on your way out of the lab?

 

“…Yeah.”

 

– Please stick with me and get it straight.

 

As usual, Zhaolin had a plan.

 

Yeon-young was giddy at the prospect of having to search for memories she hadn’t read even when Ryu Won was asleep.

 

Ryu Won listened to their conversation in silence.

 

– And I can only give you one day. Tomorrow, come out. If you still don’t show up tomorrow, I’ll go set that house on fire, do you understand?

 

“I understand.”

 

After hearing Yeon-young’s answer, Zhaolin cut off the communication.

 

After all, Yeon-young had been given a new task that she didn’t understand.

 

She pulled herself out of Ryu Won’s arms and pushed herself up. When he realized she wasn’t going to go far, he let go of her obediently.

 

She sat up in bed, catching her breath and trying to figure out how she was going to accomplish what Zhaolin had asked her to do.

 

Ryu Won lay there, his face languid, watching her carefully.

 

When she didn’t meet his gaze, he spoke up.

 

“Ms. Yeon-young, what did I do when you collapsed before?”

 

“When I collapsed?”

 

Yeon-young rolled her eyes slightly at the memory.

 

Ryu Won slowly raised his upper body and pulled her toward him, her back straightening as his hot breath touched the nape of her neck.

 

“I took great care of you.”

 

“…Wasn’t it confinement?”

 

“Then what does Ms. Yeon-young have to do today?”

 

“You want me to take care of you?”

 

“Because my body hasn’t completely healed yet.”

 

Ryu Won flashed his wrist in front of Yeon-young’s face.

 

A faintly glowing white core was visible.

 

Yeon-young stared at it, then reached out and touched his wrist.

 

“It was reckless.”

 

“Sometimes you have to be reckless for the ones you love, like you were.”

 

“I told you it was okay.”

 

“Ms. Yeon-Young, I hate the possibility of what if.”

 

“But…, next time, please listen to me.”

 

“You trust me, and I’m not going to disappear because I’m angry with you.”

 

“Forget it, just lie down.”

 

Yeon-young turned over and gently pushed his chest with both hands.

 

He obediently lay back down on the bed, pulling her on top of him.

 

This time, she was on top of him.

 

Panicked, she pulled back, trying to get away, but his grip was firm and she couldn’t break free.

 

Ryu Won’s clear eyes locked on hers. Then he muttered to himself in a low voice.

 

“Dirty.”

 

“That’s enough, really, I can’t do this anymore.”

 

At her insistence, he shrugged and released her wrists. Yeon-young slid off the bed, trying to hide her shaking legs.

 

He was still lying on the bed. She picked up her uniform coat, which was lying haphazardly on the ground.

 

Sure enough, he was still in his uniform, having been captured after work.

 

Yeon-young shook her head and looked at the window, which let in warm sunlight. She could just make out his reflection in the glass.

 

She checked her features out of the corner of her eye, then walked into the bathroom attached to his room. She stood in front of the mirror and swallowed a scream.

 

Her neck was carved with a series of bite marks. The only difference was that the marks had turned transparent instead of bumpy.

 

Ryu Won put his arms on the back of his head and looked at her. She pointed her index finger at her own neck as if to say, “What is this?”

 

Then he, who had been wearing only a faint smile the whole time, opened his mouth.

 

“I told you, if it weren’t for you, I’d be a criminal. You look good.”