Serendipity

Chapter 12: Sexual frustration

"I know Yongsanie and I know he will look for an easy way in…I gotta go-" Saha jumped from her spot and went to grab her bag and coat.

"Ya Sa-" Chulsan tried but was only cut off by Saha's lips and sure nod.

"Trust me. I need to talk to Dalmi." She promised as she ran for the elevator, leaving Chulsan completely out of the loop.

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"Yongsan knows about Dosan's business deal." Saha blurted as she walked in her office, Dalmi looking up from her paperwork.

"Mwo? And why would he know that?" Dalmi questioned, pushing her work aside and frowning at her best friend.

"Because I told him," she answered simply, smiling with satisfaction.

"Michyeosseo!? The reason I didn't tell you anything about Dosan and I's plan was because I knew you would pull something like this! I promised him we would keep his company out of it." She snapped, standing abruptly from her seat.

"Yongsan would have found out from somewhere. But by me planting the seed, we know his next move and you can intercept."

"But- there is no 'we' and we have no idea what Yongsanie will do next-" Dalmi muttered as Dosan stepped into the office unannounced.

"Care to tell me what's going on? I heard mine and Yongsan's name mentioned?" Dosan made his presence known as he closed the door behind him, eyeing Saha and the hostile posture of Dalmi.

"She told him," Dalmi blurted, pointing to Saha who shook her head and rolled her eyes as if they were in the playground again, through the blame around.

"She told him what exactly?" he asked curiously, frowning deeply at how annoyed Dalmi looked. Even with frown lines and a scowl, she was beautiful.

"I told Kim Yongsan about the New York deal," Saha stated bluntly with a shrug.

"Ya, who the hell gave you permission to share that information?" Dosan almost yelled.

"Chulsan mentioned it last week and I knew that the only way Yongsan would approach you would be if he had a way in, so I gave him one."

"You let her do this?" Dosan snapped as he turned to accuse Dalmi who stood bewildered by the accusation.

"Ani eopseo! How dare you!" she shouted back, not quick enough to realize that she had thrown a pen in his direction, hitting him firmly against the chest.

"First this and now you're trying to physically assault me?" He gestured to Saha and then rubbed his chest, his mouth agape as Dalmi's formed a thin line.

"Wow… talk about sexual frustration!" Saha mumbled with a cough to cover herself as Dalmi's face grew horrified.

"Do you two need a minute?" she added with a small smirk as she noted Dosan biting his lip not to grin.

"Ne." Dosan supplemented as Dalmi's eyes shot to his before shouting again.

"Aniya!"

Laughing quietly, Dosan shrugged with a smirk as Dalmi turned flushed, red cheeks and all.

"I'm gonna take that as a yes." Saha grinned and laughed as she back stepped to the door, opening it and in only the sight of Dalmi, winking before leaving them alone.

"She- erm…" Dalmi stuttered as she tried to regain ability of speech but as Dosan neared her behind the obstructing desk, she only fought to calm her beating heart as it thumped loudly in her ears; sure he could here it now due to his overwhelming proximity.

"She what?" Dosan smiled warmly as he was now next to her, his eyebrows knitting together as his hand sunk onto her upper arm.

"Sh-she was teasing-" She swallowed hard as she let him run his fingers down her bare arm, leaving goosebumps in their path.

God she knew she should have moved away from his touched or changed the subject at least but his presence, his scent overwhelmed her and as much as she was mad at him for everything, she wouldn't let herself move from his touch. Dalmi wouldn't bother lying to herself for the latter; she wanted to help him to be near him. Any opportunity to see his face, touch him innocently in a kind gesture even if it was the brush of a shoulder or hand, it would be worth her time.

"I know…" He drawled

"This is just a business deal." She assured her self as he watched her reaction as she closed her eyelids tight at his touch and closeness.

Dosan wasn't able to control himself when his other hand slipped from his waist to her chin, lifting the supple skin between his thumb and index finger until he was able to place his lips against her cheek, savoring the silky texture against his lips for a longing moment as he kissed the spot with appreciation.

"Of course it is," he whispered against her ear before he pulled away, stroking her cheek as his hands left her marred with his smell and handle.

Dalmi licked her lips subconsciously before she eventually felt the absence of his once scolding touch. Snapping her eyes open, with blushed cheeks, she pulled at her pencil skirt and coughed politely, shrugging the last few minutes away.

"I don't know what came over me." She composed herself before stepping out of his region, at a safe enough distance that she wouldn't feel the heat radiating from his perfect masculinity and the overwhelming need to jump him right there and then.

Laughing lightly as the obvious affect he had on her, he smiled warmly at her when she caught his eye.

She was intangible, an adventure, gorgeously complex and he wanted to know every crack and smooth plane. He wanted her more than he had ever known.

"Meet me at the palace bar tonight so we can talk?" he asked.

"Ani. Come to mine. I'm not in the mood for a public outing. Anyone could be listening." She corrected, rooting herself towards the door which she now opened for him.

The quicker she got him to leave, the quicker she could slap herself for nearly cracking under his presence.

"Seven?"

"Eight." She corrected again, liking the way he would simply nod at her order rather than fight her on it. It gave her a little thrill to know she had a little control.