Koo lay there in the dim glow of the bedroom, tears drying on her cheeks, her body still humming with frustration from Minho’s selfish rutting. Sleep wouldn’t come—no matter how she tossed and turned, the ache between her thighs pulsed like a cruel reminder of what she never got. Minho snored beside her, oblivious as always, his back turned like she was just another piece of furniture. With a soft sigh, she slipped out of bed, her naked body moving gracefully through the shadows. The cool air kissed her white skin, making her pink nipples harden as she padded to the bathroom.