Not For Sale

When Seung-ha was 21 years old, love was everything to him.

That’s why he poured all his wealth into trying to catch even a bit of Ahn-jae’s attention.

But one day, Seung-ha learned that love wasn’t everything, and silently left Ahn-jae.

Seven years later. The two coincidentally meet in their respective social positions.

Ahn-jae wouldn’t even look at Seung-ha unless money was involved in the past, and now he’s become obsessed with Seung-ha.

However, Seung-ha’s heart, long since burned out and reduced to ashes, remained cold….

*

Ahn-jae whispered, barely louder than a breath

“Let me kiss you.”

Seung-ha’s eyes wavered, but quickly settled.

“No.”

“I know, you’re not for sale.”

Ahn-jae’s hand slid from Seung-ha’s face to his nape. The large hand cradled Seung-ha’s neck, fingers threading through his hair. A faint shiver ran through Seung-ha’s body.

“Ahn-jae sunbae.”

“Then let me do it.”

His eyes lowered to Seung-ha’s lips. Desire showed in his downcast eyes. Seung-ha forcefully held back the urge to swallow.

“You sound like you’re begging.”

“That’s right, I am begging.”

Despite his gentle words, his grip on the back of Seung-ha’s neck tightened. Then, his face drew closer. ‘Seung-ha,’ he whispered his name heatedly as their lips touched.