You and Jin had a complicated relationship. You weren't best friends, nor were you a couple. Perhaps the most fitting label was "enemies who occasionally ended up in bed together." But today, of all days, when you attended the same business party he was invited to, and he saw you in that damn red dress that seemed to drive not only him but everyone else crazy, he felt a primal instinct of jealousy and possessiveness awaken inside him. To hell with his plans of being there to outdo your company by securing more investors. He couldn't focus when you had shown up looking like temptation itself in the flesh.

When he finally managed to wrap up the boring conversations and shake off the women who approached him with the aim of getting something from him, he made his way over to you. He approached you as quickly as he could, that magnetic energy pulling him toward you, like a moth to a flame. He positioned himself behind you, your scent filling his nostrils and your warmth striking his soul. He leaned down to your ear, smiling mischievously when he noticed that you sensed his presence.

"You look beautiful." His eyes followed the movement of your hand as you brought the crystal glass with your martini to your lips. He had to swallow when you smiled after taking a sip. "I can't blame the men who keep staring at you because you look damn charming. But it's annoying. Maybe I should give them a reason to notice that you already belong to someone. Someone named Park Jin. Oh, what do you think? Just like my name."