Sincere Confessions and a Voracious Kiss
Su-yeon set her carry-on down in the room and let out a deep sigh. Dragging her weary body from the long flight, she stood before the mirror. Her makeup had smudged slightly under her eyes, and her lips looked lifeless. She opened her powder compact, touched up her face while gazing into the glass, then picked up her lip gloss and applied a subtle rose tint to her plump lips.
Just one glass of wine, then back up. We'll just talk... and I'll return to my room.
Su-yeon lightly smoothed her hair, grabbed her mini bag, and headed back down to the lobby.
Tucked in one corner of the lobby was a cozy wine bar. Soft lighting bathed the space, with gentle French chansons drifting through the air.
"Over here, Su-yeon."
Nicola, seated at a table by the window, called out to her. A bottle of French red wine and two glasses sat on the table.
"Thanks for coming down despite how tired you must be."
Nicola rose from his seat and pulled out a chair for her. Su-yeon sat carefully in the one he'd offered.
"This is my favorite red. It's incredibly smooth, with vibrant fruit notes—perfect for unwinding a weary body."
He slowly poured wine into the glass before her. The deep ruby liquid swirled gently inside.
"To share a wine I love with someone as beautiful as you... it's truly an honor tonight."
Su-yeon smiled wordlessly. Nicola lifted his glass and spoke softly.
"Shall we take the first sip?"
Su-yeon raised her glass and brought it lightly to her nose. Cherry, blackcurrant, and a faint oak aroma brushed her senses. She took a sip, and the smooth, rich flavor enveloped her tongue. As the wine slid down her throat, she thought to herself,
...It's really smooth.
Nicola set his glass down and gazed at her quietly. Then, in a low, earnest voice, he said,
"Su-yeon, you're truly beautiful. But... I sense a certain sadness and loneliness about you."
"Oh... you can tell?"
Su-yeon's eyes widened slightly in surprise. Nicola smiled gently and replied,
"Yes, a little. Your eyes seem to carry a loneliness... What makes you feel so alone?"
Su-yeon stared into her glass, hesitating for a moment before speaking softly.
"I... I'm actually married. I have a husband... but even with him, I still feel lonely."
Nicola looked mildly surprised, then nodded softly.
"I had no idea you were married. You seem so bright and beautiful... Is something wrong with your husband? If it's okay... would you tell me?"
Su-yeon clutched her wine glass with both hands, hesitating for a long while. She took another sip, then cautiously opened up.
"...After we married, our emotional connection faded somehow. We mostly talk through messages now... and even when we're together, we hardly look at each other anymore. At night... it hits harder. Even in the same space, it feels like I'm alone. It's really hard to bear sometimes."
Her voice grew quieter. She gazed down at her glass with a wistful smile.
"At first, I thought it was my fault and tried hard to fix it... but now it's just become normal. Still... I'm lonely."
Nicola watched her silently. Then, in a low, gentle voice, he said,
"Thank you for being honest..."
He placed his large hand over the back of hers, stroking it softly. His warm body heat seeped into her skin.
"I've... been through something similar. One day, as our marriage grew cold, I caught my wife kissing another man right in front of our house. That moment... felt like the world collapsing. After that, I started coming to this hotel often. Whenever I had time, I'd sit here in this wine bar, sipping this wine alone... trying to soothe the loneliness."
Nicola gave a melancholic smile and gripped her hand a bit firmer.
"Tonight... talking with you like this, it feels like the first real conversation in ages. Thank you."
Feeling his warm hand, Su-yeon replied softly,
"...I'm grateful too, to hear your sincerity."
Their candid conversation continued. Sipping away, they'd emptied two bottles before they knew it. With the buzz of alcohol setting in, their talk deepened, venturing into more private, intimate territory.
"Lately, my husband barely touches me. At first, there were occasional times... but now, nothing. I wondered if I'd lost my appeal, so I put more effort into makeup, took care of my body, bought pretty lingerie... but even those efforts feel pointless now."
She took a sip of wine and averted her gaze, embarrassed.
"I've... even begged him. But he just says he's tired and rolls over. It makes me feel like I don't exist as a woman. Like I'm some sex-crazed lunatic..."
Her voice trailed off. Her cheeks flushed red.
"To neglect a woman as beautiful as you... I can't understand it."
Nicola stroked her hand gently as he spoke.
"If it were me... I'd cherish every beautiful part of you... slowly, tenderly. I'd feel how your body responds, discover what touches make you melt the most..."
Su-yeon took another sip and replied,
"I've never heard words like that from my husband... I just endured and... handled it alone. Those nights piled up... and sometimes it hurt so much."
Her voice trembled. She bowed her head slightly, but Nicola's hand still enveloped hers warmly.
"Su-yeon. You're plenty attractive. It's your husband who's strange for ignoring that. Tonight... if you want... I can fill that loneliness for you..."
Under the wine bar's soft glow, their gazes grew sticky and heated.
"Nicola... but I have a husband..."
As Su-yeon spoke in a trembling voice, Nicola wrapped his hand firmly yet gently around her nape and leaned in, pressing his lips to hers.
"Mm...!"
Su-yeon's eyes flew wide in shock. She thought she should push him away. Her hands instinctively pressed against his chest, but no real strength went into it. His tongue softly licked her lower lip before delving slowly into her mouth. It was a hot kiss, mingling wine and cherry sweetness.
Su-yeon's body stiffened for a moment.
No... this is really wrong...
The thought surged strongly, but as his tongue wrapped gently around hers, her resistance melted away. She closed her eyes and surrendered to him. A soft moan escaped between their lips.
"Mm..."
Nicola deepened the kiss, pulling her waist closer with one hand. His firm body heat and the intense male desire she'd craved for so long enveloped her completely. As the kiss intensified, Su-yeon's breaths came quicker. She clutched his shirt lightly and leaned forward.
Sensing her response, Nicola kissed her more passionately. Their tongues tangled, wine flavors blending, while her breasts heaved rapidly.
Finally, Nicola eased back slightly. His lips hovered mere millimeters from hers. His hot breath tickled her skin.
"Su-yeon... don't hold back anymore. Spend tonight with me."
He nipped her lower lip and whispered huskily.
Instead of answering, Su-yeon gripped his shirt tighter. Guilt over Min-jun flickered in her mind, but right now, Nicola's lips and warmth melted every thought away.
Nicola pulled back from the kiss and pressed his forehead to hers. Their hot breaths mingled on each other's faces.
"Su-yeon... I can't hold back anymore."
Unable to open her eyes, Su-yeon clutched his shirt harder. Her heart pounded so fiercely she felt dizzy.
"Nicola..."
After a long pause, she whispered so faintly it was almost inaudible.
"To... my room..."
At her words, Nicola's eyes gleamed deeply. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her up, and murmured in her ear,
"Got it. Whatever you want."
Leaving the wine glasses behind, they rose, leaning into each other. Nicola kept his arm around her waist as he led her out of the wine bar. Su-yeon walked nestled against him, repeating inwardly,
I'm sorry, oppa...
At the elevator, he pressed the button, and the doors opened promptly. As soon as they stepped inside, Nicola gently pinned her against the wall. The moment the doors closed, he claimed her lips again.