Serendipity

Chapter 13: Step back

"Punctual." Dalmi noted as she greeted a neat looking Dosan off the elevator.

"Annyeonghaseyo." He greeted, innocently placing a kiss against her cheek for a second time that day.

Tilting her head to the side when he removed his lips, she smiled as he lead the way into her living area, leaving her wondering if all of his actions were only intentional to make her want to pause and cease the moments.

After a good hour or so of discussing a tactic, they were now sat in the dining room, just talking. It felt comfortable. They didn't talk of anything in particular, just things. Dalmi noted how warm Dosan looked when he spoke of Chulsan and how long he had known his best friend as well as she noted how he seemed to tense when talking about his father like there were so many unresolved feeling that he wanted to say but couldn't quite.

Yongsan slipped in from the service entrance and neared to dining room quietly.

He had watched Dosan all day and followed him this far. He knew full well that the Halmeoni never worked such hours, not since she had their flirty house cleaner which made it all the more convenient for him so slink in undetected.

"I'm having a meeting with the buyers tomorrow and I need to keep it on lock down. Make sure Saha doesn't open her mouth again." Dosan reminded as Dalmi sighed.

"I told you it wasn't my doing the last time. Trust me when I say Yongsanie won't touch Nam Tech."

"It's not you I don't trust, it's him. And well, Saha…"

"It was a slip of the tongue for her the first time. Saha is a loyal friend, she's my best friend. She is hardly going to strut into Yongsan's hotel room and announce that you have a crucial board meeting for the deal at the Chinese Tea room tomorrow. That's the last place he would look and Saha will be at work all day. I will make sure she keeps in line. I have years of blackmail on that girl." Dalmi assured as the room seemed to go quiet and the man in the shadows heard shuffling of chairs.

"I never took Nam Dosan for a worrier." Dalmi teased lightly as she handed him his coat, now in the living area again as she ushered him to the elevator.

"I'm not. I just prefer to keep my business strictly business, most of the time." He smirked as she shoved his coat to his chest.

"Same time tomorrow evening?"

"I'll be counting down the hours," he replied with ease as he stepped into the elevator, facing Dalmi as she dropped her hands on to her hips.

"Jaljayo, Dosan-ah."

"Same to you, Dalmi-ya." He nodded with a final playful grin as the doors closed and she was left feeling satisfied with their meeting.

Dalmi felt a tingle when he said her name in such a sexy tone. She wanted to melt at his teasing but instead she trailed her body up to her bedroom and collapsed against her bed.

"What the hell am I doing?" she whispered to herself as she rubbed her face.

Just like a light switch clicking on, she knew she should have cooled the flirting. She was going down a route she had sworn to herself and Saha she wouldn't take and yet she found herself running in circles.

No matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself. Replayed in her head as she fell into a deep slumber of nothing but vague memories of his hands all over head body and the essence of that one night she had felt alive.

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"Tell me the real reason why you're going after Yongsanie," Dosan demanded firmly as he watched the now uncomfortable beauty step off the elevator as he paced his penthouse.