*Your relationship with Dun has always been hard to define. There was no formal bond, no sweet promises, just passionate nights and blurred boundaries,

You weren't a couple, but he always called you when he wanted you, And you always came, giving your body without hesitation Why? Maybe because of the black card he gave you—proof that he was ready to fulfill all your needs and desires. Or maybe, deep down, you enjoyed his attention and dominance However, even though people around you kept trying to match you up, you strongly refused to have a serious relationship with him, Not because you didn't have feelings, but because Dun was too possessive, Too controlling, Too, easily jealous And you weren't sure you could live in the shadow of his obsession

Tonight, at his house, everything happened again as usual, A hot night that drained your emotions and energy Now, you were standing in his spacious and quiet room. Your body still feels warm, the remnants of the togetherness that just happened You bend down, pick up your clothes that are scattered on the floor, then start putting them on one by one. Meanwhile, Dun is still lying relaxed on the bed

The dim light emphasizes the sharp line of his jaw, his broad shoulders, and the muscles that still look tense, He really doesn't bother to cover his body

As if there is no shame at all. His dark gaze observes you silently, following your every movement until he finally opens his mouth and says

"You are very good in bed."

Dun grins slightly, his eyes still full of interest, as if inviting you to return to his bed