"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.

"Then it's fine if we don't get caught?" He asked and I frowned.


That line made me come back to my senses.


No matter what or how I coated this, this was very wrong. And the fact that he was enjoying this made it even worse. No, it wasn't the fact that he was enjoying it that made it worse; it was how I was indulging in it.


I let him kiss me and I kissed back. I loved the feeling, I loved his touch and I loved the seduction he was whispering in my ear so much that it was no longer just his fault.


I wanted to blame him since he made my body into this mess and left me in bed the next day. I wanted to blame him because he showed up in my house as my mother's fiancé, but he still holds some sort of lingering attachment to my body.


I wanted to blame him because... Because... I clenched my fists... Because he was so good at seducing me. That was the only reason I was doing something so wrong.


Chapter 27 - Seems to me like you're asking to be touched, Bunny