Sizzle.


    I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but I was getting pretty hungry. Both she and I felt it—it was enough to disrupt the flow of our sex.


    Perhaps sensing this, Kang Hyeyoung, the chief secretary, walked over to a shed-like structure in the garden, retrieved some meat, and began grilling it.@@@@


    “...Shall we eat first?”


    “...Yes.”


    I walked over to where Kang Hyeyoung was grilling the meat and sat down at the small, round table she’d set up. With only two of us, the table was just the right size—small and cozy, like the kind of place where you’d expect to share soju.


    But, of course, here it was wine instead.


    With smooth precision, Kang Hyeyoung began slicing the meat. Her skills were exceptional as she worked the sharp knife, effortlessly cutting large chunks into perfectly cooked slices and then meticulously portioning them.


    “You’re pretty good at this. Isn’t this something chefs usually handle?”


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