"What happens when your one-night stand plans to become your stepdad?"

It's been two weeks since that night, but I still can't forget him. It was so enthralling that the thrill stuck to my bones till now.

It weighed on my mind like a dumbbell and cost me my concentration. A man so hot... Ah, how could I forget him?

I wanted to see him again. I wanted to feel his warmth, his aggressive arms, and the way he smirked ever so often while I moaned like a messed-up recorder underneath him, sounds he seemed to favor.

But it was just a fling between two strangers. No strings attached, and no names involved.

I thought I would never see him again, until he showed up in my living room with his arms around my mother. 

And she said,

"Ha-Joon, this is Tae-Hyun, my fiancé. We're getting married in a few days, so get ready."

My heart stopped for a moment as my world shook.

And then he looked at me, his devilish eyes met mine. I gulped. They were those same eyes that had seen too much of me.

He remembered me, that was certain.

And judging by the way he smirked at me, he wasn't done with me yet.

Just how did that handsome, no, how did that hot man suddenly gain the identity of my stepfather?

(A curious naive college student who wanted to have sex for the first time took his first dive into danger, only to find out the tiger he slept with was about to become his family)

Note: this isn't an incest story so read the auxiliary chapter to know more before coming to your conclusion.

I sat in the library, my pen scritching away on my jotting note when my phone lit up with a text message.


I glanced at it and saw it was from Duck-Hwan.


He probably already picked the place he wants us to have dinner in.


I picked up the phone and opened our chat.


[Hey, this is Duck-Hwan. I've made the reservation for the dinner.


The Location is Soirée Grill, 7:30 PM. I made a reservation.


I'll be there before you arrive so please show up (⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ]


The last bit of the text held a bit of desperation, and I could tell Duck-Hwan was worried I wouldn't show up even after he went so far as to pick a place like Soirée Grill.


It was a fancy restaurant, one that I was slightly familiar with.


And it wasn't just fancy. It was the kind of place people went for anniversaries or proposals, romantic dates... not apology dinners.


I could tell what he was trying to pull, but just knowing doesn't mean anything is going to change anyway.


Chapter 51 - No one at home