CHAPTER 287: THE VERY THING HE LIVES FOR AND CANNOT DO WITHOUT?

We got to the top floor and walked out of the elevator, hand in hand after I convinced Seo-Jun to let go of me.

He planned to hug me the whole way like a kid. How immature.

The receptionist in front of his office was a lady. A pretty lady.

Gosh, I don’t even want to think of it, but I know the odds that he had a history with this lady were very high.

"Welcome, sir," she bowed her head and then looked at me, her eyes squinting as if she suddenly had an onion in her eyes.

Yeah, yeah, I’m an eyesore. I get it.

I thought we would gloss over this but Seo-Jun did not keep walking and stopped.

"What are you doing?" He suddenly asked her.

Did he notice her squinting her eyes at me?

"Am I the only one here? Why did I hear only one greeting?"

Ah.

"My apologies." She bowed her head, greeting me this time. "Welcome, sir."

I didn’t expect this but it certainly made me feel good.

I nodded my head and walked in with Seo-Jun, looking at the girl whose grip on her other hand tightened and she raised her head.

Our eyes met for a brief moment, and she frowned, vividly showing her hostility towards me, but I decided to be petty and stuck my tongue out at her.

She was bitch number one on my list now.

We entered the office and I blinked upon seeing Seo-Jun’s office. It had that world-class view right behind his desk. The chairs and sofa were a dark shade of red leather and so was his desk.

He must really love red, I assumed.

But even when those chairs looked like they were made of leather and would be quite hard to sit on, they were, in fact, very comfortable.

I’d know cause I took a seat as soon as we walked in.

"This is really nice." I said, lightly bouncing my butt on the sofa.

"Of course it would be." Seo-Jun said, walking towards his own desk and my eyes trailed after him. "It’s my favorite spot to take a nap, after all."

His favorite... Spot?

I looked at the long sofa and then twisted my lips lightly. This was the very spot he lay on to slack off. Well, it was to be expected but... I had other expectations, you see.

I raised my head, my eyes scanning the walls and looking for a door.

Seo-Jun raised his head, curious about what I was searching so seriously with my eyes.

"Jo-Pil," he called, but for a moment, I didn’t respond and wondered what his reaction would be if I just asked up front.

’I don’t know. I have a feeling he’ll try to deny it cause he doesn’t want me to see what’s inside.’ I thought, raising my gaze to meet his. ’That is, if such a space actually exists.’

"You look like you’ve got something on your mind," Seo-Jun said. "Wanna share?"

"No, I’m good," I said, turning my head away.

If he did have such a space in his office, I guess it’s not exactly my place to be mad. It was his life before anyway.

And then, a snarky and annoying thought brushed through my mind, completely ruining my mood in that instant.

’Even after Seo-Jun confessed he’d like to be on my good side and wanted me to trust him, who said he wouldn’t still go around having sex with other people?’ I clenched my fists and bit my lower lip.

I felt awful right away.

While it wasn’t my place to question his actions since we never made such promises, and I for one told him to keep at it since I wouldn’t be able to contain his wild desire, but... This jealousy. It wouldn’t stop me from brushing it off and thinking clearly?

Have I become so possessive that I would wish to starve him of the very thing I can not supply him with?

The very thing he lives for and cannot do without?

Okay, maybe he doesn’t live for it, but his whole life revolves around it, and to make such a demand, I have to be prepared to carry the weight.

"Oi, Jo-Pil," Seo-Jun called, and I snapped out of my thoughts. He was squatting right in front of me, looking at me with a mixed expression as he could not figure out what I was thinking. "You’re so spaced out and it looked like you wanted to shove a dagger through my throat. What’s wrong?" He asked, slowly taking my hand. "Did I do something to upset you just now?"

I looked at his eyes, pleading silently, and then our interlocked fingers.

Yeah, he probably can’t tell what’s on my mind since he’s not a mind reader. I took in a deep breath and then let it out, looking up at him

"If I said it was nothing and I was just having stupid delusions, will you let it go?"

"Obviously, no." He said this and a little laugh escaped my lips.

"But what can I do? I don’t feel like telling you what’s on my mind." I said and he frowned, looking all pouty. "But if you can get me to speak, that’ll be a different case," I said and his eyes suddenly sparkled.

Ah, his thought process was always so perverted.

"I have ways to make you speak, Jo-Pil." He said and I twisted my lips.

Yeah, I don’t want to know what those ways are.

I sighed.

"You win," I said and he blinked, confused.

"But I haven’t even started yet." He said but I shook my head.

"I was distracted because..." I looked towards his office table and wondered how many times he had bent a person over there.

And then on this couch too... How often did an employee, or someone visiting during his working hours, come in here to receive a banging?

These thoughts were distracting and they were burdensome. I don’t want to entertain such thoughts either but they just keep popping up.

As I thought. Going around the office for a walk would be the best thing to do.

"Forget it," I said, triggering him.

"Huh?"

I reached my hand toward his face, brushed his earlobe a bit, and then slowly shoved my fingers through his hair.

"For some reason," I said and then the next words that followed were in a mutter, as if I wished he wouldn’t hear. "I’m so envious of the things I can’t afford to do."

"What?"

Even if it was a mutter, I was close enough for him to hear every word clearly and it confused him. Rather, he got curious.

"Jo-Pil, is there really something you’re not satisfied with?"

Yes. The fact that I can’t split into four places from this body, with four different personalities that would be able to monopolize my masters and their love, as well as their desires, bothers me.

I’m not satisfied, I’ll admit it, with being just the person they care about deeply in the world.

I don’t want to just be the Omega who stole their hearts. I... I want to be the Omega whom they can pour their all into, not just their hearts.

Their desires, their wishes, their obsession, their motivation... I want to be all of it.

Ah, I guess I’m getting greedy by the day, aren’t I? What right do I have to lust after all of that? I’m already enjoying their wealth, love, and care. Isn’t that enough? Some would wonder but if they were in my shoes... Would that... would that really be enough to content them?

Suddenly, a knock came on the door, and I dropped my hand, thinking it might be inappropriate for someone to walk in and find their boss kneeling on the floor and being stroked on the head like he was an animal.

"I’m fine, actually," I said to Seo-Jun, but I had put too much worry into him for him to believe that. "I’ll just walk around to clear my head soon. And I’m not having negative thoughts so you don’t have to worry about that either."

Seo-Jun couldn’t be sure about that. He ignored the knock on the door and stared at my face, suddenly making me feel pressured.

It wasn’t like I was dying or anything. Answer the door already.

"Then Jo-Pil," he called, getting up from his knees. "Can I kiss you?"

Ah, during a time like this?

I looked towards the door. The knocking had stopped and they weren’t trying to get in either. They must assume their boss was ’busy’ with something he usually does and can’t afford to interrupt.

Ah, the misunderstanding.

I looked at Seo-Jun. He had this mixed expression on his face that caused him to look vulnerable and ’innocent’. But that wasn’t all. I could see rage.

Why was he angry? I’d like to know myself but I can’t. I’ve got too many things to worry about.

And one of them is not letting his employees misunderstand that we were having a quick session, just the two of us, in his office.

"Yeah, you can," I said and he leaned in.

I thought he was going to go for my lips, but he suddenly brushed my hair away from my forehead, revealing the scar that wouldn’t fade no matter what, after Jin-Yeok’s ex-girlfriend’s incident, and then kissed it.

I was stunned.

This was not something I would expect from the likes of him. What... What was going through his mind? I wonder.