Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

Katherine felt the rush of her blood when he pinned her down. With the luxe sheets underneath her and Damien hovering on top, there was nothing to complain!

Who was she kidding? She wanted him to kiss her but she feared that if he did, she probably wouldn't hold back. How could she kiss a formidable man like Damien Park? On top of that, he was her boss. Things would never be the same if something were to happen between them.

While these were in her mind, Damien's right hand slowly slid from her wrist and interlaced it with her fingers. He lowered himself a little more until he was so close that they could feel each other's breathing. 

They continued to look at each other as though they were both waiting for the other to do the first move. Katherine found the bobbing of his Adam's apple so sexy that it made him appear even more masculine. 

Their proximity was driving her insane. Will he please just decide? Because she couldn't.

His phone's ringing resounded in the air; however, Damien remained motionless as if he didn't hear anything at all.

"Your phone is ringing," she muttered without breaking their gaze. 

"I know."

He sounded so calm that Katherine wouldn't know how loud his heart was screaming.

"Aren't you going to pick up the call?"

"I don't know…" He glanced at her soft-looking lips. 

She swallowed and her heart began to race again. The heat emanating from Damien's body was contagious; Katherine could feel the heat creeping up from her nape.

"Do you want me to answer it?" he asked in a toneless voice while studying the look in her eyes.

"I don't know… Do you?"

"Not really. I would rather do something else."

She could see the difference in his expression with the way he was looking at her at the moment. She could see hunger in the depth of his eyes as though he hadn't eaten for months. But even in its slightest, it did not scare her.

As if she wanted to provoke the devil in him, she boldly asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to kiss you."

His voice was low and sexy – it was music to her ears that started to redden. 

"Oh." 

Damn it. Damien Park was truly shameless. And she did not dislike it one bit.

What was she supposed to do now? She couldn't just nod. How should she respond to him? Katherine had never wished for someone to answer her thoughts as much as that moment.

Damien watched her expression change from one thing to another and after contemplating, he decided to give in just a little. But he halted the moment Katherine asked him, "Can you not want to kiss me?"

The question baffled him. What was she exactly trying to do? Was that a test? 

"I don't know how to answer that question so why don't you answer mine?" After seeing her blink, he continued, "Do you want me to kiss you? Or do you want to kiss me instead?"

Damien was playing games with her. How could he ask her that question? Can he just put her out of her misery and decide for the two of them? She was already suffering.

Although it was a tiny reaction on her face, Damien caught it all. A naughty and teasing smile flashed across his face before he leaned in until their lips were only an inch away. 

"Hmmm… maybe some other time. For now, I'll just do this until you're ready." He whispered above her lips — they were almost touching when he spoke.

Damien tilted his head to the side and planted a soft and gentle kiss on the corner of her mouth.

Katherine's breath hitched the moment that she felt his lips on her. He really kissed her! And very near to her lips too!

What was she supposed to do? The urge to turn her head even just slightly to the side in order to meet his lips was agonizing. 

It was as though time stood still. The seconds went by so painfully slow that she was tempted to count how long he kissed her for. But in all actuality, Damien's kiss was only a mere two seconds before he gently pushed himself off from her and turned around, grabbing his phone as he walked out of the bedroom.

Katherine did not move even after he left until she could no longer hold her breath. She grabbed the blanket and covered her face as she shook and squealed with her mouth closed, feeling all giddy and frustrated at the same time.

Her toes curled just by imagining the scenario in her head over and over again. It seemed like Katherine was now the one in need of a cold shower.

Meanwhile, Damien leaned his back on the door with his hand over his chest and patted it as if he was telling it to calm down. He closed his eyes and chuckled to himself on how he held so much restraint. It was so unlike him. 

His phone rang again and saw Zero's caller ID so he answered it on the way to the living room.

"Speak." He said as soon as he picked up the call.

"Boss, after narrowing my search, I found three car accidents that happened from 18 to 22 near that town. However, all of the drivers were males and the only female that was involved in the car accident was a forty-year-old woman. I have checked and rechecked several times but there were no hospital records that matched what we're looking for."

After hearing what Zero said, Damien's mind was blank. How were they going to find out about it then? "Would you be able to check if their database deleted records?"

"I thought about that too and I tried to hack into their system but I didn't see any. If I were to say, there probably wasn't any record at all."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know boss, my wild guess is that… It's either she didn't go to any of the hospitals that we checked, or she wasn't even on any accidents at all."

A beep sounded in his phone, indicating that there was an incoming call. 

"Thanks, keep digging. If ever you see anything even the slightest bit of connection, call me," he said before he hanged up to answer the other call in line. "Markus, what did you find?"

"Boss, I have checked with the airports, train stations, and ports but there are no records of Dr. Cheng ever leaving the country."

Damien rubbed his forehead and replied, "Check his house."

"I already know you were going to ask me that so I'm actually here right now. His things are still here but it looked like he hasn't been home since Friday." There were shuffling noises on Markus's end of the line as he rummaged through some of Dr. Cheng's things.

"How do you know that?"

"Newspaper on the table. Also, Dr. Cheng is a neat freak. He has labels on his underwear." He poked a white fabric that was neatly folded in a drawer with a stick and he added, "And his Saturday boxers are still here." 

A sigh escaped from Damien's lips before he said, "Okay. Check CCTV footages in the hospital before you come to the office. I'll see you later."

The call ended and Damien slumped on the sofa. He ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed his jaw as he looked up at the door to his bedroom — he wondered if Katherine had offended someone in the past and made her like this.

It looked like all the traces were covered perfectly… as if they were done by professionals. If his suspicions were right, then it could be possible that someone orchestrated the whole thing and someone was still watching her. 

Not knowing who they were up against, Damien had to be careful or one wrong move and he might put Katherine in danger.