He knew her in the deepest, most particular manner that was humanly conceivable. But before he could think of a hello that was very cutting, Annet tensed her grasp on the other arm she had him by and started talking to the other person.
"Anna, my sweetheart, allow me to introduce you to David. He's the wonderful man I was telling you about." David was able to pick up Annet's voice, but all he flashed back was her name. To Anna. So, what exactly had transpired with Hana? He had a pessimistic way of thinking. She was cheating on her spouse under a fictitious name. But indeed, though she had been deceitful to him, there was no denying the fact that she was much more beautiful than he'd recalled.
The first and only time he'd seen her before this party was a year ago. He and a group of his friends had taken a voyage around the Korean islets in his boat for a couple of weeks, something he did every summer. This party was the first and only time he'd seen her since that trip.
They had celebrated on board as it was one of the female visitors' birthdays, and they also went ashore to the Jeju island to eat there before returning to the boat. It was only after he'd snuck out of the eatery that was packed with visitors to take a walk along the harbor and get some fresh air down from the smoke that he'd seen her.
She appeared to have just surfaced from one of Leonardo Da Vinci’s paintings as she sat at a table outside an original harbor bar enjoying a glass of red wine. More like the captivating Monalisa. Her appearance gave the impression that she had just done so.
She had not bothered to put on any makeup, yet she still managed to look divinely seductive. Her cheekbones were high, and she had a straight, small nose that was in perfect proportion to her finely shaped mouth. Her lips were full, and their natural color was a natural pink.
Her rich, incandescent black hair fell long and wavy down her back, accentuated by her dark brown eyes. Furthermore, her hair was put away behind her delicate ears to allow it to fall in this manner. Her fair honey skin glows under the light.
During the time that he was watching, two of the locals went out of the pub and accidentally knocked into her table, spilling her glass and a carafe of red wine that was just half full each over her. She had sprung to her feet, and David had sprung to her aid in the same moment.
She had no hesitation in agreeing to take him up on his invitation to join her on his yacht to remove the stains off the white tank top and shorts she was wearing. He left her in his room for a while to change but when he came back, he saw her in a lacy black bra and panty. He couldn’t control himself and kissed her, she was so exquisite.
The sex that had followed was the finest he'd ever experienced, and when he recalled what had occurred after that, a particular part of his anatomy swelled presently on with his fury at what had taken place. She snappily hopped from the bed and said she had to use the bathroom to avoid meeting his eyes. She raced into the restroom, seized her bag and apparel, and also started the shower.
After she had finished getting dressed and came from the bathroom, she put a ring on her wedding finger. She was engaged. David climbed out of bed, unable to get himself to believe the truth that was gaping at him in the face.
"You are engaged?"
" No, I’m married."
“And this was really a big mistake.”
David had slept with quite a many of the ladies he dated, but he never got involved with married women. He was angry with himself just as much as he was with her.
"Not on my part, honey." he'd said angrily.
“You were hot, but you should be moving now because it's getting late. My visitors will be then any second now, and I'd prefer it if they did not see you, especially my special someone.”
She had turned her head to look at him, and her eyes had widened in shock as she realized what he'd been inferring. He was left standing naked, indignant, and shocked with them both as she turned on her heel and departed without saying a word.
Since then, he had not shared in any one-night stands. When he was young, he'd told himself that he'd date a lady a minimum of three times before getting serious with her. But on that night, he'd defied his own rule, and he'd done so with a lady who was already married.
When he looked back at her now, she had such a calm and refined appearance that it was hard to imagine that she had ever been the passionate woman who had participated in his bed. Her voluminous hair was styled in an elaborate twist on the crown of her head, which drew attention to the flawlessness of her features and the swan-like curve of her neck.
It was accentuated by the platinum chain she wore, which hung a delicately drafted locket in the center of which was a diamond. The locket was suspended from the chain. She was clad in a black dress that was uncomplicated in style but exquisitely constructed. The dress had short sleeves and a square neckline that was cut low, exposing the delicate curve of her high, firm breasts.
The fabric was fine, and it directly followed the figure of her curvaceous form and the soft bulge of her hips down to where it ended, which was about an inch or two above her knees. The high-heeled shoes that she wore, which showed off her pink toenails, drew attention to the length of her legs, which were stunning. She was flawless from head to toe, and the internal image of her raw body underneath him with her long legs wrapped around his midriff caused David to break for a moment and draw in a deep breath.
She was beautiful. He endured feelings of envy for his grandfather for the very first time in his life. He asked to be the center of attention whenever she laughed or displayed her stunning grin.
No, he did not because she already had a hubby. David was forced to remind himself of it. Anna was familiar with the name David, but she did not give it any attention. She gave Annet a kind smile and gently glanced over at the man who was standing by her side. After that, her eyes widened in shock, the blood left her face, and she snappily dropped her gaze while her heart pounded in her chest.
Annet's David stood head and shoulders above the crowd, faultlessly dressed in a black regal suit. With his good looks, he radiated an air of arrogant certainty mixed with mannish virility that was nearly impossible to ignore.
Anna could not believe it when she found out that the one mistake, she would ever make in her whole life was standing only one foot away from her. Indeed, though she was ignorant of his entire identity, she went ahead and slept with him. No, there had been no time at all spent sleeping in any of it.
Only sexual exertion that wasn't permitted had taken place between them. Because it was apparent that he'd been unfaithful to the woman who was with him on his boat at the time, she despised herself and disliked him even more. At the time, she was staying on his yacht. Anna's stomach was churning, and it took a tremendous amount of restraint for her to utter the words.
"How nice to meet you." After glancing at David, she switched her gaze back to Bryan and concentrated all of her attention on him.
David Miller had never done anything like that before, and he didn't enjoy the experience in the least. Indeed though he wasn't happy to recognize the seductive Anna with Annet hanging on his arm, he wasn't prepared to allow the promiscuous little vixen get away with ignoring him. Brown eyes had glanced coolly in his direction and also back to Bryan, and he didn't like that at all. " Hello. Anna, are you there?" David grunted in a grueling manner. She cast a quick look in his direction, her chocolate eyes hidden by the absurdly long lashes that framed her deep brown eyes.' Yes. Hello,' she said, before fleetly turning her head down again. Permit me to say this because we haven't been duly introduced to one another. The name is David Miller. He was dead set on drawing her attention to himself, so he purposefully extended his hand to her in an attempt to do so. A stern look emanating from her eyes, followed by the extension of a delicate hand. After taking it in his hands and feeling
He cast his eyes about the room, curious as to which of the men there was her husband. David reflected critically on the man's good fortune, wondering whether or not he really was so fortunate. There was no misunderstanding of the sexual tension and raging desire that existed between Anna and him. There had been no mistake. He concluded that her poor husband was someone who should be pitied rather than envied.However, it was time for him to stop worrying about Annet and start doing what he had come to do, which was to assist his grandfather. He cast a quick glance across the room and noticed Bryan already comfortably situated, and for a few seconds their eyes connected. David was confused for a while because he appeared to be seeing bewilderment in his grandfather's eyes, but as he watched, Anna approached Bryan and offered him a brandy, and the elderly man broke out into a broad grin.Anna extended her hand to Bryan and offered him the brandy glass. "Are you sure that everything is
Anna was able to hear the two men shouting, and despite the fact that she detested the notion of confronting David, her concern for poor Bryan overwhelmed her anxiety about the situation. She got to her feet and then immediately launched into the Korean rant in a voice that was calm and controlled effectively. Excuse me, Mr. Miller, but your grandpa isn't feeling very well, and yelling at him won't do anything to improve his condition. Anna was giving him a piece of her mind! David was completely speechless since the woman had such courage. In case you had forgotten, he was involved in an accident, and at this point, he ought to be resting at home. “I was not shouting,” David said after it took him some time to find his voice. He intentionally reminded her of the intensity they had shared by stating, “We Koreans are as passionate in conversation as we are in everything.” He did not do so in a very subtle manner. “And I am fully aware of what it is that Bryan requires.” He cast a mur
She had a lot of respect for the elderly guy, but she had zero interest in having anything to do with his grandson, and she would have preferred it if he had departed as soon as possible. As Anna saw Bryan follow Annet and David out of the room and into the hallway, she let out a trembling sigh of relief. Annet replied in a sarcastic tone five minutes later, after she had returned after leading the guys out of the mansion, “Thanks so much.” You might have insisted on bringing the elderly gentleman home, and David could have stayed for a longer period as a result. Anna shrugged her shoulders and offered, “Maybe—you know better than I do.” It was as close as Anna believed she could go to warning Annet about how much of a serial womanizer David Miller was by saying, “But he strikes me as a man who does what he wants, and gets what he wants—women included.” Anna said this because she believed it was the only way she could adequately convey to Annet how much of a womanizer David Miller wa
Anna exited her car in a parking spot designated for residents just in front of her front door. She then retrieved her handbag and a shopping bag stuffed with veggies from the passenger seat before exiting the vehicle. She straightened up, stretched her shoulders, and sighed with contentment as her gaze swept over the narrow strip of the front yard, which was a riot of color in the June light. The trip to Fullerton was nice.She had a fantastic day; she had helped Mark, her father-in-law, in the garden, and she had eaten a wonderful lunch that had been provided by Marga, her father-in-law's wife. After that, the three of them went for a stroll on the beach, and on their way back, they stopped by Allen's grave. Following that, they went back to the house and had some tea there.During the ride back to Los Angeles, Anna rationalized the terrible thoughts that had kept her up for a significant portion of the previous night. Her stomach was full, and her spir
Anna, on the other hand, was not amused and she had no intention to partake in his humor. She was at a noticeable disadvantage because his large frame towered over her. He was just inches away from her. She retreated involuntarily and braced herself against the bench as she came to a standstill there. Because she had nowhere else to go, she chose to ignore his implication and instead look up at him. She spoke calmly but with a sarcastic expression on her face as she replied, "Then let me pass, and I'll get you a cold drink." She tilted one of her beautiful brows.When he was too close, his dazzling deep stare was too knowing, and all of a sudden, the heady aroma of his perfume sent her back to another time and place—the close quarters of a yacht's cabin. She inhaled a slow breath that was shaky and deep. She had no intention of coming there...David Miller declined to get a cold drink for Anna, saying, "I don't want a cold drink, Anna." He was tryin
"Would you want the drink I offered?" Anna repeated back in a tone of complete disbelief, as the man's audacity astounded her. "Are you out of your mind? I demand that you leave my home at this very moment.Is this how you treat your visitors?" David straightened up and made his way forward in a casual manner. "Consider what your father would say if he heard that his daughter had shown such a shocking lack of manners to the grandson of one of his major shareholders," he said. "Think what your father would say if he heard that." Then there's Annet as well, as you were so nice to point out.' He halted alongside her, his brown eyes focusing in on her hot face as he stared at her."My father and Annet?' Anna said once again. What exactly was he talking about? And what was the source of the unsettling sensation that there was a danger lurking somewhere in it?Since the death of your spouse, Annet has been under the notion, as have the rest of the people
David concurred, saying, "If that is what you want...yes."Anna started her speech on the assumption that he was telling the truth. " Allen and I first crossed paths while he was working as a researcher for my Aunt Martha when I was twelve and he was twenty-one. When I was in college, he quickly became not just my closest friend but also my boyfriend. He supported my passion for landscaping designs, and once I graduated, he urged me to go into business with Sara. He was sweet, loving, and offered complete and utter support. When I was twenty-two years old, we were married. After another four years, he was eventually taken from us by a ski accident.David mumbled, "He might have been a paragon of virtue, but he was also a fool to risk his life skiing with a passionate, sexy woman like you at home to warm his bed." "He might have been a paragon of virtue," David said. "But he was also a fool."She did not like the characterization of herself as "passionate and sex