C7 Part1

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The heart was a strange thing. In the past, he didn’t want MoonWon’s presence anywhere near him. Now, it was as if he were addicted to her warmth. MoonWon was trying to get away, but he didn’t want to let her go. When Heon’s arm tightened around her as if to keep her from running away, MoonWon stopped struggling and let out a sigh as she succumbed to his embrace.

“When you act like this, Husband, I don’t know what to do.”

When he heard her complaint that wasn’t a complaint, Heon’s lips stretched into a smile. His eyes traveled down to her swollen lips.

“What you should do is…”

The Heon who had told her not to come near him was now unwilling to let her out of his arms. Their breaths tangled as they swallowed each others’ lips. Although MoonWon expressed annoyance, she didn’t hate it when he came to her like this.

She buried deeper into his embrace and closed her eyes.

[1] : Courtesans; not exactly prostitutes, they were highly trained in the arts, poetry, music to entertain male guests of the upper class.↩