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Chapter 22: Dressed Like a Dream, Loved Like a Queen
> ⚠️ WARNING: MATURE THEMES AHEAD. READ ONLY IF 18+
Author's Diary:
Kim don't chase parties... parties chase him.
But if he's going to show up, you better believe he'll show up looking like every boy's fantasy and every girl's envy. 💅
Tonight, hr wore the crown. But don't get it twisted—he was still the bottom. 👑
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Kim's POV
I got an email from school.
A party?
Tonight?
Everyone—including me and Tae—was invited?
I gasped. "BABY!! What should I wear?!" I squealed at Tae, just as he entered our room with a tray of food.
He raised a brow, clearly used to my chaos by now. But before he could reply, I pounced on the tray. The hunger took over. Pregnancy, baby—it waits for no one.
He chuckled. "Take it easy, princess." Then he did the most romantic thing ever... he sat beside me and began to feed me. Spoon by spoon. Bite after bite. My cheeks were stuffed and my eyes sparkled like I was being fed gold.
After eating, I suggested we take a bath together.
Now listen—I know what you're thinking.
But it was innocent. Truly.
Except… we did kiss.
And kiss.
And… okay, maybe my hands wandered.
But nothing too wild.
After that, I had a plan.
A surprise.
A lewk.
I pulled out my phone, searched online, and ordered the latest Louis Vuitton blue mini gown—the only one of its kind. I swear, it looked like something straight off a royal K-drama set.
I wanted to go full femme—serve fantasy.
Then I booked a makeup artist. Within hours, my room was a salon.
My hair? Long, shiny waves.
My dress? Tight, short, glittering.
My bra? Padded just enough to hint at cleavage.
My crown? Diamond. (Well... rhinestones, but shh!)
My earrings? Real.
My shoes? Killer heels.
My perfume? Sweet, sexy, expensive.
When I finally walked down the stairs, everyone in the living room went dead silent.
Even Jiang dropped the remote.
Tae's mouth literally hung open. "...Are you sure you don't want to change?"
I smiled, sauntered to him, and hugged him tight. "Nope."
His voice was hoarse. "I'm... getting jealous."
"Of what?" I asked innocently.
"Of everyone who's gonna see you tonight." He sighed, pulling me close. "But okay... wear it. Just know I'll gouge out any eyes that linger too long."
I smirked. Possessive much? Love that for me.
Meanwhile, Hyung was already dressed in his usual mafia CEO aesthetic—sleek black suit, silver watch, slicked-back hair. He looked hot, but too serious for a party.
Then came the chaos.
"I'm not late, right?" Shinwoo appeared at the door, beaming.
I almost choked. "Uhh~ You two really should date already," I teased.
Hyung turned bright red.
"Annyeonghaseyo, Eomma," Shinwoo greeted Jiang with a perfect bow and charming smile.
Jiang blinked. "Oh... hello."
"I'm pursuing your son," Shinwoo said boldly. "I hope it's allowed."
Jiang gasped. "As long as you take care of him," she said, blushing.
Flirting with everyone, huh? Shinwoo really had game.
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At the Club
We pulled up to this ultra-exclusive rooftop club.
Tae stepped out first, then opened the door for me like a true gentleman.
He even helped me with my heels.
Meanwhile, Shinwoo was being extra—he practically scooped Hyung out of the car. I couldn't stop laughing.
Tae slid his arm around my waist as we entered the glowing venue. We passed the velvet ropes like royalty. People stared. And why wouldn't they?
He led me straight to the bar.
He ordered a cocktail for me and soju for himself.
"Soju? Really?" I raised a brow.
He just smiled at me—soft, gentle, totally whipped.
Before I could sip my drink, I caught movement to the left.
Ugh.
Han In.
He was dressed in tight jeans and a black top. He looked good. Too good.
I turned my eyes away instantly. Not giving him the satisfaction.
But Tae noticed me glance at him, and then... he looked at me with the softest smile.
He reached out, cradled my face in his warm hands, and gently ran a thumb over my bottom lip.
"Did I ever tell you," he whispered, "you're the most beautiful person in the world?"
Tears pricked my eyes.
"And did I ever tell you," I whispered back, "thank you... for loving me."
He kissed me.
Right there at the bar.
No shame. No hesitation. Just pure love.
"Yah, if you two keep this up, even I might fall in love," a voice teased.
We pulled back to see Teacher Yun standing behind us with a drink in hand.
"Annyeonghaseyo!" we greeted in sync.
He chuckled. "I hope your love continues to bloom."
Then he wandered off to the VIP area.
Tae turned to me. "Wanna dance?"
I nodded, and he led me to the floor.
The lights dimmed. The bass dropped. And we moved.
His hands on my waist, my arms wrapped around his neck.
We swayed, slowly. Like the world was spinning for us alone.
His forehead leaned into mine. "Let them stare," he murmured.
"I want them to," I said. "I want them to see I belong to you."
We kissed again.
And I swear… in that moment, with the music, the lights, the heat of his body against mine—
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> Author's Note 💕:
Tell me—was that the cutest date night ever or WHAT?! He loves being soft and sexy for Tae 🥺💋
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