Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

The poor yet lucky Damien Park stayed in the same position for more than an hour. He had his arm over his forehead and his entire body was stiff but Katherine did not show any signs of weakness as she tightly encircled her arm over his torso.

Damien peeked and saw that she was fast asleep.  It was past midnight and he was already dead tired. Not wanting to fight his exhaustion, he breathed in deeply and muttered, "Screw it." He slipped under the same blanket as hers and closed his eyes. 

He flinched when she rubbed her ice-cold feet against his own, begging for some warmth. He glanced at her once again and saw a small crease in between her brows. Reaching the remote control of the air conditioner on the bedside table, he increased the temperature and made the room more comfortable.

Damien sighed when he thought that he was doting on the woman beside him too much. But what can he do? He simply loved pampering her.

He shifted his body just a little bit and Katherine moved along with him, placing her head on his chest and her leg over his just like hugging a body pillow, only this pillow is literally Damien's warm and lean body. 

Damien waved the white flag and allowed himself to enjoy the situation a bit after suffering for a while. Placing an arm around her, he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.

The night was calm once again and the sun came up several hours later. The pair in the bed tossed around a few times in their sleep but remained close and cozy in each other's arms the entire time.

Perhaps because Katherine had been sleeping too much since yesterday, she woke up first. She lazily opened her eyes and found herself face to face with a man who has clear and smooth skin and whose jawline was ridiculously perfect. His eyes were closed so she was only able to admire the long lashes that he had until her gaze trailed down to his slightly parted, naturally pink lips. 

She was only a few inches apart and it put her in a daze as though she had the urge to taste those tempting lips of his.  As if in a trance, she gulped and slightly leaned in.

However, her stupor was interrupted when Damien pulled her even closer, making her eyes open so wide when she realized that she wasn't dreaming at all and they were both hugging each other. This insanely delicious and good-smelling man in front of her was very much real. It shocked her so bad especially when he fluttered his eyes open and saw her staring at him that she panicked, screamed, pushed him away and kicked him off the bed!

A loud thud sounded in the room when the poor Damien Park hit his head on the bedside table as he rolled out of the bed and fell on the floor, landing on his side.

Damien cursed under gritted teeth, startling Katherine even more. She gripped the sheets in front of her in surprise and met his fierce gaze. Realizing what happened, she scrambled towards him, worried about his head injury.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" She quickly examined his head for any cuts and found a small one just above his left brow.

"What did you do that for!?" he barked, making her flinch at his tone. His hip became sore and the harsh blow on his head made him nauseous.

"You were in bed with me and with your arms around me! I panicked!" she retorted. She felt the need to defend herself but she felt guilty at the same time.

"Ha! You're saying that as if you weren't the one who wouldn't let go of me since last night." Damien winced in pain as he touched the wound. 

Katherine immediately grabbed his hand and pleaded, "I'm really sorry, boss. I didn't mean it." Not waiting for him to respond, she swiftly got up and ran out of the bedroom. "I'll get you some ice."

He sluggishly pushed himself off the floor and sat on the bed. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was pretty early in the morning and he was already getting a headache.

A minute later, Katherine came back with an ice pack in her hand. She hurriedly strode towards the bed and sat next to him. Damien reached to grab the ice pack from her but she insisted in a soft and wistful voice, "Please let me do it." 

Nodding, he turned to face her and she carefully examined it again with her delicate fingers lightly touching his temple. "Does it hurt? It looks painful."

"Of course it hurts," he uttered under his breath.

Katherine bit her lip and worry was evident on her face as she gently pressed the ice pack on his forehead. She wanted to say sorry again but it didn't mean – the more she said it the lesser it will hurt for him, so she could only hold back.

Noticing the look on her face, Damien sighed and could not stay mad at her for long. "I'm okay… this is nothing." He lowered her hand and held it in place.

"But I kicked you… And then you hit your head and you fell." Katherine looked at him in the eyes as she guiltily spoke. He had taken care of her all this time and she repaid him with injuries, she truly felt bad.

"Don't worry about it." He said and saw that she was still looking concerned. "Would you like to make it up to me then?"

"Yes! What do you want? I'll do anything!" She profusely nodded her head and waited for his next words.

"Are you sure you'll do anything?" He asked with an emotionless expression and she nodded again.

"Then kiss me where I'm hurt." He pointed at his forehead and added, "Right here."

Katherine stiffened and backed away. "How shameless! Why would I do that?"

"You asked and that's what I want." Damien answered as a matter-of-factly without taking his eyes off of her.

Katherine scoffed at his shamelessness. "You really are a great businessman, President Park! Such an opportunist!"

A devilish smile formed on his handsome face as he replied, "Thank you."

His words made her even more annoyed that she raised the icepack back to his wound, pressed it with more force than she should and snapped, "That wasn't a compliment!!!"

"Aw!" He recoiled and stared at her, "Did you just–"

"I'm so sorry!" Katherine just realized what she did to her boss.

In a flash, Damien swiped the ice pack from her hand and threw it on the floor. Katherine was so startled that she grabbed a pillow and hid behind it, afraid of his retaliation. "I'm sorry, boss! That was a mistake!"

He tried to pull the pillow away from her as he taunted, "So that's how you are. You like to hurt me and just say sorry? What mistake? I'll show you what's a mistake!"

"No! Boss! Really… I didn't mean it!"

"Ha! Tell that to my face! Stop hiding behind this stupid pillow!"

The two of them wrestled on the bed – Katherine tightened her grip on the pillow while Damien tried to tug it away from her.

Feeling mischievous, he sneaked a hand around and tickled her side making her squeal and loosen her grip. 

"Aaaahhh!!!"

Damien managed to fling the fluffy pillow to the side and pin Katherine on the bed, holding both of her hands down on either side of her head. The two of them panted from their little tussle.

Now that he was on top of her, Damien didn't actually know what to do. They exchanged gazes as if they were both waiting for what will happen next. 

Katherine suddenly felt conscious that she bit her bottom lip and her little action only ignited the flame that was safely hidden inside of Damien. His eyes darted towards her rosy plump lips and his jaw clenched when he looked back up and saw the anticipation in her eyes.

'What are you going to do, Damien?' she asked in her thoughts at the same time that Damien struggled if he should do it or not.

With a few inches apart, Damien only needed to lower his head a little to finally feel how soft her lips are.