Blinding club lights, music being blasted through the speakers, loud talking and cheering, and sweaty bodies grinding against each other as they dance to the music in the club or a music of their own. 

This is the club Taehyung visits most of the time. 

Before, it was only to have a drink for him to enjoy and maybe find a woman to spend the night with. But when he met her, the way her entire aura enticed him to something that felt too good to be true. He knew that he was under the spell that the vixen had unknowingly cast.

He enjoyed her from the very first night they spent together. Every touch and pleasured moan was hot, torrid, vulnerable. How could he feel so safe yet so weak at the same time? He felt that it was an illusion, something that would not be the same the second time, yet it kept getting better and better. The more they sinned, the more they fell into each other’s embrace. 

That woman just wanted him to promise one thing before they ravished each other, to never kiss each other on the lips. He could kiss and taste her everywhere else except for her lips. It was puzzling for Taehyung at first, but it worked out after the first night.

Now he’s here for a different reason. Sex is not on the line. The idea sounds foreign to him now. He knows that he can’t go all-out tonight when he’s aware of the real identity of the woman he has spent countless sleepless nights with. 

Bae Joohyun. 

He finally knows her name and she happens to be the mother of one of his students. Is this what it feels like to have someone so close yet so far?

There are a lot of unanswered questions bothering him ever since he saw her a few hours ago. She placed that she was married in the school form so, doesn’t she have a husband?  Was she even aware that he is her son’s teacher? Why does she spend some of her nights with him? Does she leave Haneul at home?

He shakes his head and downs another shot of vodka, his fifth one tonight. Taehyung is here to seek the answers he needs. He’s here to wait if ever Bae Joohyun arrives just like all those other nights before. 

Will she come? 

Taehyung hopes she’ll be here. Of course, she must be as bothered as him. That woman would be crazy if she does not feel troubled with her nightly sexual escapades with...well, him.

He breathes out a sigh and takes another shot of alcohol to down it in one go, feeling the burning sensation down his throat that calms him for a moment. He slams the shot glass back on the counter, earning a glare from the bartender which Taehyung does not notice. Suddenly, someone grabs him from behind, holding tightly onto his shoulder. He gasps when he comes face-to-face with the woman he has been hoping to see all night. 

But before he could say anything, the woman pushes a sealed box of condoms to his chest then pulls toward her by the back of his neck. She whispers into his ear in a coarse manner, "Fuck me." 

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Upon reaching the room, they undress each other in a frenzy. They cannot keep their hands off each other. Taehyung hates yet loves how a request like that is always his biggest weakness. It didn't take long for pleasured moans to fill the room as the way their bodies moved in sync was making the temperature rise. 

Taehyung would swear under his breath with every thrust he would make, feeling how the walls of Joohyun’s sex would envelop him. The warmth it gives sends a shiver down his spine, making him go for more until it allows him to find his release.

Joohyun would sensually run her hands over the man’s lean muscles with every movement he makes. She would whimper, arching her back as a response to how much he is filling her up. Her toes would curl and her nails would scrape his skin, fighting back the urge to ultimately let loose of herself.

Why is she here? She also can't help it. She needs to find answers aside from finding a release of stress that has been piling up because of work. Joohyun will discover both from one person. Talk about hitting two birds with one stone. And an important tip to point out is that Taehyung is the best man she's ever had in bed. 

But maybe tonight might be different. As much as she wants to immerse herself in this sexual rendezvous, she can’t erase her lingering feeling of doubt. 

She cries out first, biting onto the man’s shoulder as she finds her high first. The man follows right after, in one last thrust he lets out a guttural moan, holding onto Joohyun’s waist as he does so. 

Taehyung collapses on the woman and rests his head in the crook of her neck while weakly moving his arms to hug her petite body as he moves his hips to pull out. The woman lets out a low sigh when they separate.

He knows he thought that sex is not on the line for tonight, but it's different now that they ended their second round. 

Panting heavily with their bodies pressed together, Taehyung looks up and meets the half-lidded eyes of the woman. They silently stare at each other with the occasional moments of their fingers brushing the other's skin wherever they could reach. 

Beads of sweat trickle down the woman's forehead and without thinking any further, Taehyung brings a hand up to brush his thumb over them. The woman continues to stare at him, soft pants emit from her as her chest rises up and down. Is it from his contact? Or is it because Taehyung is seen under a new light?

“...are you married?” he whispers softly, tracing the outline of the woman’s jawline. 

Joohyun would not deny that she was shocked when he asked that question even if the event is inevitable. Of course, he is curious about her, they both are curious about each other. She shakes her head as a reply and the man hums. 

“Then why did you place ‘married’ as your civil status in the school form?” Taehyung continues, still confused.

“Is this why you came here tonight? You were hoping to bump into me?”

“I wanted answers. It seems that you wanted more.”

Joohyun grunts softly under her breath and looks away. She changed her mind. She does not want answers now. “You’ve never pried into my life like this before.”

He scoffs and shakes his head in defeat, pushing himself off her to sit at the edge of the bed, his back facing the woman. “Are you not troubled at all?” He quietly asks after a while, glancing over his shoulder. “From all people, you are the one I’ve been sleeping with for the past weeks and you happen to be Haneul’s mother.”

The woman props herself up on one elbow and purses her lips as their eyes meet for a fleeting moment. “And is there something wrong with that?”

Taehyung chuckles ruefully, turning his head to face forward again, then points out, “You wrote that you were married yet you claim that you aren’t. If you’re hiding a husband from me, then I’m going to make it clear that I don’t want to be part of a mess of an affair-”

“I wrote that as my civil status so that people won’t talk,” Joohyun interjects harshly, offended with the man’s crude words. “Taehyung, I am not married to anyone.”

“So, what about Haneul?” 

“He’s adopted,” she bites back.

Her words cause Taehyung to freeze in his place. He then shifts on the bed and stares at her with his mouth agape. With furrowed brows, he eventually forces out one word in a stutter, “W-What?”

Joohyun finds one end of the blanket by her right and pulls it to let it drape over her body, covering it. She breathes out a long and heavy sigh as she closes her eyes. “I came here tonight to release a bit of stress.”

“And as I said, I’m here for answers,” Taehyung spits out and stands to clean himself up, sliding off the used condom from him and tosses it into the trashcan by the desk of the hotel room. Thankfully, he finds his underwear scattered along with his clothes on the floor and he picks it up to wear it in a rush. “I gave you the sex you wanted,” he continues, looking back at her, “What I’m asking is for less vague answers from you. Is that hard for you to do? Who are you, Miss Bae?”

The woman opened her eyes the moment she felt his presence leave the bed and now that the serious look dawning on the man’s face would not leave her, she knows that she needs to stop beating around the bush. Joohyun won’t deny that she first thought of him as a male escort and she found herself lucky that he was not only handsome but also a deity in bed. 

She was stunned to see him at the kindergarten of her son not as a visitor or a fellow parent but as a teacher. 

Their lives have been unknowingly intertwined together since day one. Now it is time to face such a reality. 

Joohyun adjusts her position on the bed, sitting up, and holds her head high, like how she was taught growing up in a privileged household, “I am Bae Joohyun,” she begins, her voice radiating a sense of authority demanding all attention at her. “And I am one of the candidates for Chief Executive Officer of the Benard Corporation.”

Just as those words left her mouth, Taehyung is shocked beyond comprehension for the nth time tonight. He feels his heart drop to his stomach and his breath hitches in his throat. He can’t believe that she is not some woman working a regular job in a corporation, she’s hoping to be the CEO of one.

“Fuck me,” he mutters breathlessly. And he did not mean it literally.

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