Night fell slowly, wrapping the sky in a dark cloak sprinkled with stars. Ren's house felt calm and peaceful. The kitchen had been cleaned up after a simple dinner they enjoyed together. Although they were initially overwhelmed by Serena's chosen menu, they ended up laughing and finishing it together, creating a warm, little memory.
Now they sat in the living room, lit only by the soft glow of the hanging lamp, which added a warm and intimate atmosphere. Serena wore a pale cream satin pajama set, her hair let down, cascading softly over her shoulders. She looked graceful and alluring in that simplicity.
Ren sat on the carpet, his back leaning against the sofa while sipping warm tea. Serena sat behind him, then slowly ran her fingers through Ren's hair. Her touch was so gentle that Ren closed his eyes, letting himself sink into the comfort Serena offered.
She smiled faintly, then leaned forward and rested her chin on his shoulder. With a voice so soft it was almost a whisper, she spoke near his ear,
"Thank you... for these past two days."
Ren turned slowly. Their eyes met, speaking in silence. A gentle smile appeared on Ren's face before he slowly pulled Serena into his arms. In that embrace, Serena felt peace. She could hear the steady, warm rhythm of Ren's heartbeat, syncing with her own.
"I really love moments like this," Ren said softly. "You and me... just the two of us."
Serena gave a small smile. Deep in her heart, she felt the same. Without saying a word, she squeezed Ren's hand tightly in response. A grasp full of meaning, a silent message that she too wanted to hold on to this moment.
Ren whispered again near her ear,
"Maybe from now on, we could do this every weekend..."
Serena shivered. Her ears and neck were her weak spots. The warmth of Ren's breath brushing against her skin sent a gentle tremble through her body, and goosebumps rose uncontrollably.
"Ren..."
Serena sighed, trying to pull away a little from his face, but Ren had already tightened his embrace.
Her sigh sounded sweet and tempting, igniting desire within Ren. He pulled her closer, then kissed her lips with passion.
The kiss wasn't gentle, but deep and intense, pouring out the longing and desire he had kept hidden.
Ren's tongue explored every corner of Serena's mouth, sucking her tongue deeply after fully savoring her taste. Serena moaned, responding eagerly to every movement. She couldn't lie—she was thoroughly enjoying every second of that intimacy.
Seeing Serena lost in the kiss made Ren feel proud and happy. He broke the kiss, then shifted to kiss her neck and ears, making her body melt instantly.
Quickly, Ren lifted Serena and sat her on his lap. His voice was hoarse and filled with desire as he called her name near her ear,
"Serena..."
That alone was enough to make Serena moan loudly, her body reacting involuntarily to the deep, masculine vibration of Ren's voice.
"May I touch you... more than just kissing?" Ren asked, this time in a serious tone though his breath was still ragged.
Serena opened her eyes slightly, looking into Ren's gaze. Their eyes were filled with desire and trust.
"I want to feel your body,"
Ren whispered again, soft yet clear.
Serena hesitated. Inside, there was curiosity about the final step of physical intimacy, but also fear and uncertainty. Ren sensed that hesitation and quickly reassured her.
"Just touching, I promise... nothing more."
Serena looked into his eyes, searching for honesty, and finally gave a small nod. That was enough for Ren.
He kissed Serena again with passion, and she responded wholeheartedly. His hands slowly slipped under her pajama top, exploring the smoothness of her back. Serena held her breath, trying to calm her racing heart.
When Ren's hands reached her chest, Serena gasped, not expecting that part of her body to be so sensitive. Ren smiled at her reaction. He savored the moment—touching her, feeling her, watching how his gentle touches could shake her.
Moans and soft whispers now filled the living room that had once been silent. That night became a night that bound them together in a feeling deeper than love.
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The Next Morning
In the bathroom, Serena stood in front of the mirror. Her eyes stared at her neck and chest, now covered in marks of Ren's love. Her face immediately flushed, remembering everything that had happened the night before. Just from Ren's touch, she had felt something she never had before. So deep, so intimate.
"Ugghhh...!" she groaned, covering her face with her still-wet arms.
"Another shower, I guess,"
she muttered, turning the cold water back on, hoping to cool the storm inside her.
After showering twice and putting on modest, fully covered clothes, Serena felt calmer. She prepared to go home.
When she opened the bedroom door, Ren was already waiting in the living room. His gentle smile and warm hug welcomed her. A sweet kiss landed on her lips.
"Morning," Ren said softly.
"Morning," Serena replied, slightly blushing.
However, Ren frowned when he saw her fully covered clothes.
"The weather's hot today. Why are you wearing such covered clothes?"
he asked innocently.
Serena raised an eyebrow and shot Ren a sharp look.
"And show everyone what we did last night?"
Ren went silent, then chuckled as he realized what she meant. And instead of regret, he looked pleased.
"Hey!" Serena protested when she saw the satisfied look on Ren's face.
Ren laughed softly.
"Okay... okay... next time I'll do it where it won't show."
"You jerk!" Serena pinched his arm lightly.
After that, they stepped outside. Ren drove Serena home before heading to the office. He had been away from work for two days, and he knew a pile of tasks was waiting. Although Rendy had handled some things, there were parts only the CEO could manage.
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At Serena's House
Serena stood in front of her house, which she had left for two days. Though everything looked the same, she could feel that something had changed. Ren's warmth was no longer there. Her stepchild's presence, which used to fill the house, was also absent. The house felt empty.
She took a deep breath, then walked into her room.
But just as she was about to lie down, her phone buzzed. A message from her best friend, Iril.
_Iril: Can we meet now?_
Serena knew instantly. From the way Iril wrote the message, she could sense that her friend was burdened by something.
Without thinking twice, she changed her clothes and left the house again.
_Serena: Share the location_
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