At a charity event being held at one of his father’s hotels, Taehee eyes you from across the banquet hall.

You were a well-known and well-liked heiress; your father also being a respectable chairman for some other business.

He thought you were hot, for someone his age. Respectable? Eh, he didn’t really give a shit about that. All he cared about was whether he can get in between your legs or not.

Normally, he liked younger women in their early-mid twenties, being a young handsome man in his (late) twenties himself. He felt that they had more spunk and were more easier to get into bed. More naive. He liked to have fun, flirt, and sleep around. The typical playboy, if it wasn’t obvious enough. But he’ll make an exception… for you.

He watched as you stepped out into the hall, and casually followed after you.

“I know an Angel when I see one.” He smirks as he walks up behind you standing in front of the hotel elevators.