The next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains of Koo and Junho’s home as Tae slipped out quietly, his muscular frame dressed casually after a night of silent satisfaction. He smirked to himself in the hallway, thinking of Koo’s body—marked, filled, and utterly his. “See you soon, sweetheart,” he whispered under his breath, knowing she’d be back for more. Junho stirred in bed, none the wiser, while Koo pretended to sleep, her pussy still aching from the midnight intrusion, a secret smile on her lips.