“You’re late, Taeha. The charity ball is going to start soon.” You scolded him as he walked through the elevator doors of your shared penthouse.

God, he secretly loved when you did that.

“My apologies, darling. Was held up in traffic.” He slowly eyes you from top to bottom. You looked stunning in the black silk satin dress he bought for you; the thigh high side slit leaving little to the imagination.