HIS AFTERGLOW

Chapter | ONE

"Kim Narae! You are the best of the best, babe!" I cheered then quickly took a sip from the glass then savor that addicting taste of sweet grain but distinctly smoother, more sherry flavor, with hints of cinnamon, honey, some pears and nuttiness, and a bit of smoke and wood - perfection!

"Aigoo! Get yourself back in the market so someone can buy you expensive bottles of scotch Kang Sera! I doubt three glasses of these damn ancient barleys can get you satisfied, look around and take your pick hun!" she suggested as if she had devoted her life to get me laid every single night for the last thirty-six months.

I pretended to look around, a regular scene of tables with office men on their suits probably earning sixty to ninety million won annually - most of them married and a bore for sure, then there goes the rascal's table which I wouldn't dare go near - I have met enough a-holes for my entire lifetime.

This is just impossible, I rotate my chair back around then gave Narae that 'na-ah, not tonight' look which urges her for an automatic eye-roll - I just giggled.

"VIP seat at nine o'clock, bitch." Narae whispered in a driven tone.

I pitched my sight to the VIP seats and immediately saw that good-looking fella seemingly a young businessman, he is certainly a good-looking rich-ass bachelor. He lifted his glass towards me so I smirked then took another sip on mine but his eyes were literally giving me that feel as if he was already denuding me - a pervert.

Did he just brush his lips with his tongue? Unquestionably a freaking pervert - I turn the stool as quick as I can cause it's a big NO-NO for me.

"Thanks, I am all good!" I scoffed then lift both my hands to tie my loose curls into a messy bun, I think the brown demon is now doing its work on me as it suddenly felt a little bit fiery.

"Bitch, if I had that freaking gorgeous face and body - I'll find myself rich-ass husband in Seoul. Do you know the number of men who fantasize about you when you are going around not to mention foreigners who wanted to marry you right away, I am telling you Sera - you are just twenty-five, and people your age, date around!" Narae justified.

I almost choke from suppressing a laugh upon hearing that ridiculous remark from a woman in her thirties and still single as fuck. I have known Kim Narae for at least three years and of all people, she should know my reason for not even trying to get myself out in the dating market - for now.

"People my age tend to date around cause they are not me." I began continuously sipping on my glass, while Narae just threw me that 'here we go again' stare - why am I even friends with this woman, really.

"See, I have to do this shit every weekend then clean every fucking corner in the hotel every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from eight to five on top of that - Thursday and Fridays are extra days and right now Ji A signed me to pose alongside luxurious cars that I can't even drive and probably wouldn't be able to afford even if I sell my soul to the devil so tell me - how the fuck can I date around? " I retaliated a bit pissed off with how pathetic my life is.

Narae formed her lips with an obviously mocking 'o' then popped it as if she was done listening to me whine like this every single time but ending up doing the same shit anyway as if I have any other choice.

"You can, you just haven't found your 'uh' guy!" she grunts emphasizing the 'uh' while doing a weird pelvic movement while I was just watching her getting all entertained. "Tell me about your ideal fuck buddy - oh, I mean your ideal man!" she queried out of the blue with both her orbs narrowing darted on mine anticipating an answer.

"What are you talking about?" I feigned not knowing what she was after.

"Oh! Why? Did you already lose your craving for man? Sera, it has been ages since you last dated a moron who cheated on you with an Ahjumma - fucking move on and find yourself a real man who can take you to the stars!" she breathed out after acting out a lascivious gesture touching her chest down to her crouch.