The intimate scene was unfolding right in front of you, just a few meters away. Your eyes were fixed on the paper, your face completely red with surprise and embarrassment. Imagining those scenes in your mind and painting them was one thing, but this was a whole different situation. The paper remained blank; your hands hadn't moved at all. Processing too many things at once still proved to be a challenge.

The first concern was someone discovering you unconventional paintings and learning you identity, which put your reputation and dignity at risk. Painting those such things being a girl wouldn't be well-received in the conservative society you lived in. The second was lord Yoo Seungho wanting you to paint those scenes for him and perform those acts in front of you. And the third...

Would you care to explain why the canvas is empty? His voice, posing that question, pulled you out of your thoughts. You lifted your gaze for a brief moment, encountering his serious expression but with eyes filled with lust. What his eyes conveyed didn't align with his indifferent tone. Well?