Chapter 3: The Number One Daraling

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"Go downstairs and meet them, Jiyong." Dara urged him as she went into their walk-in closet and started stripping. "Apologize for this mess. I mean... What kind of person forgets the schedule handed down to him just the day before?"

"Kwon Jiyong, fine. That kind of idiot is Kwon Jiyong," Jiyong slumped his shoulders defeatedly. Dara laughed and took a peep of him.

"Stop sulking and just go down. I'll be there shortly," she said but before she could even back away and grab something to wear, Jiyong was quick enough to catch her and hug her from behind.

"Jiyong! Let me go!" she laughed as he carried her up and dropped her to the bed. "Yah!"

"I just need you to promise me one thing then I'll be a good boy,"

"Oh my God. Here we go again," Dara rolled her eyes knowing what Jiyong is doing. He started claiming her lips as he went on top of her, spreading her legs and settled himself against her. He cupped her breasts and kissed her deeper, suckling on her tongue and soon he was dry humping her.

"Hmmmp, Ji!!!" she tried her best to control herself but she knows Jiyong was desperate, and so she was.

"Baby, please. Let me have you tonight... " Jiyong begged and could she even say no when he's making her hot all over?

"Fine! Aisht! Stop being a kid," she was breathless and she had to scowl at him when she saw him grinning evilly.

"Now that's a promise," he said, kissing the tip of her nose and pulling her up with him. "I love you,"

"Love you too," Dara told him lovingly while wiping his sweat. She fixed his shirt and hair and when she was satisfied with his look, she gave him a tiny peck on his cheek and pushed him out. "Now get out and face them. It's your interview, anyway,"

Jiyong was about to go back and kiss her but he was surprised when she suddenly slammed the door shut on his face.

He shook his head and laughed at his poor state.

"I guess there is no turning back now,"

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D-4...

Jiyong scrunch up his nose at the sound of some hushed voices he thought eye like those of angels'. He rolled on his stomach while his hand made its way to find his heaven. It made him smile.

Well he has been in heaven the whole night spending it making love with his wife. He made a face though, when he was not able to find anyone beside him.

He heard another roll of contained laughter and he wondered why his back felt cold. He snapped his eyes open when he felt the blanket slid off of him and when he sat up, he let out a scream as he covered his bareness.

"YAAAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???" Jiyong was beyond horrified to see his three sons who were only in their diapers and nothing more, all lined up before him and laughing so hard at his state. Yongse even peeped into his diaper and looked at him and soon the three were looking into each other's while roaring in laughter.

"Peepee!" Yongse was on a roll. He might be the youngest among the three but he is certainly the most mischievous one.

"Appa, dinky dinky pee pee, hahahaha!" Yongdu pointed at Jiyong while Yong il was almost rolling on the floor in laughter.

"Aisht, stop it, boys!" Jiyong scolded but the three were unstoppable and even tried to pull his blanket from him.

"Y-y-ah! What are you doing? Yah!" He looked around for help and noticed Dara was not there which make him wonder what just happened. The door was open though and he switched his gaze from the doorway to his three little naughty sons alternately.

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