Koo barely slept that night. Her body was still trembling from the orgasm she’d stolen in the hallway, but her heart was in shreds. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Taehyung pounding into Hana, heard his voice calling Hana his “slut.” It replayed in her mind like torture, fueling her rage and her hunger until morning light spilled through her curtains.

By the time noon arrived, she had made up her mind. She wasn’t going to wait anymore. She wasn’t going to play coy, hoping he’d notice her. She was going to make him see her.