"What happens when your one-night stand plans to become your stepdad?"

It's been two weeks since that night, but I still can't forget him. It was so enthralling that the thrill stuck to my bones till now.

It weighed on my mind like a dumbbell and cost me my concentration. A man so hot... Ah, how could I forget him?

I wanted to see him again. I wanted to feel his warmth, his aggressive arms, and the way he smirked ever so often while I moaned like a messed-up recorder underneath him, sounds he seemed to favor.

But it was just a fling between two strangers. No strings attached, and no names involved.

I thought I would never see him again, until he showed up in my living room with his arms around my mother. 

And she said,

"Ha-Joon, this is Tae-Hyun, my fiancé. We're getting married in a few days, so get ready."

My heart stopped for a moment as my world shook.

And then he looked at me, his devilish eyes met mine. I gulped. They were those same eyes that had seen too much of me.

He remembered me, that was certain.

And judging by the way he smirked at me, he wasn't done with me yet.

Just how did that handsome, no, how did that hot man suddenly gain the identity of my stepfather?

(A curious naive college student who wanted to have sex for the first time took his first dive into danger, only to find out the tiger he slept with was about to become his family)

Note: this isn't an incest story so read the auxiliary chapter to know more before coming to your conclusion.

"You..." I called with a trembling voice. "...what do you want?"


There was no way he came here without a purpose. His tone, his actions and the fact that he was engaged to my mother and was getting married in a few days just proved he had something in mind.


Did he go this far just because I blocked him and deleted the app?


No, that didn't make sense. His actions were too much if that were the case.


"Well," he folded his arms. "I don't think I have any reason to answer you."


He was responding with the same response I gave him. How petty.


I frowned, my brows knitting together and I clenched my fists. He had begun to laugh, and that irked me.


"Anyway," he got up, and it looked like he was walking towards me, but he didn't stop. "We'll have a lot of bonding time from now on, 'son', so let's see each other often." He laughed and then spanked my ass.


Chapter 23 - But then again, his jokes were actually funny