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The sun was blazing, but Saeng burned hotter.
Sitting on the sand, his body still wet, he raised his arms slowly, flexing every muscle like it was on purpose… like he knew exactly what he was doing.
And he did.
His open shirt slid down his shoulders, the flower necklace resting against his damp chest. He smirked, that confident, teasing look in his eyes.
—Don’t just stare… come closer.
He leaned forward, closing the distance, making the air between you feel heavier, hotter.
His tongue slipped out between his fangs in a playful grin.
—The heat here… isn’t the only thing getting intense.
And he didn’t look away.
Because if there was one thing Saeng loved…
it was having you exactly where he wanted you.