Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

After eating their dinner, they went back to Damien's home. Though reluctant, he helped Katherine pack her things up and move out of his place. She was still hesitant about receiving his help and staying at the penthouse as she didn't feel like she deserved to stay there. However, she couldn't overstay her welcome in his place. How could she let him continue to sleep on the sofa in his own home?

Arriving at the Royal Penthouse, Damien dropped her bags by the bed before he went to check the entire area, making sure that there was nothing wrong. When he was done, he went to look for her and found her in the living room.

"Everything seems okay. If you need any assistance, just call the front desk. Or… you can also call me... no matter what time it is."

Katherine nodded, "Thank you again, President Park. I appreciate your help all this time." She swallowed before she could continue, "I thought about it earlier… and I've decided that I will stay here until I can afford to rent a place on my own. The ones near the office are quite expensive… so, it will take me probably two months before I can afford it."

"You still really want to move out?" 

"I can't accept this much generosity. It feels like I'm robbing you…" 

"I don't mind it at all. You can rob me if you want," he chuckled. 

Damien understood her sentiments and he could only nod and accept it. Besides, two months is a long time. A lot could happen in two months and by then… he was positive that he could still make her stay. 

"Don't think about it for now. It's getting late. Go to sleep," he added.

With a small smile, Katherine nodded and walked with him towards the door. 

"Thanks for the meal. I look forward to the next one," Damien said as he stood outside and faced her.

"It was the least that I could do for you... You can choose the restaurant next time then."

He couldn't resist himself so he raised his hand and patted her head as he told her, "Get inside."

Katherine felt so warm inside that she almost wanted to tell him to stay with her that night. But she didn't have the guts to do so.

When Damien left, she locked the door and leaned on it. She patted her chest as though she was telling her heart to calm down — it had been acting strange lately that she didn't know why every time she was with him, it would sometimes be as calm as a millpond while other times, it would beat as crazily as a galloping racehorse. 

Brushing her thoughts aside, she went to the bathroom, took a shower and got ready for bed.

Her bed was as nice, as huge and as comfortable as Damien's. However, the more she rolled on it, the more she felt that she was missing something. 

She pulled a pillow and hugged it close to her just like usual. Her mind drifted off to the days that she stayed in Damien's and then looked around the penthouse. Both places were spacious and large but what was so good at staying in a place like that alone?

While she was thinking about these things, her phone beeped. She reached for it on the nightstand and saw that she received a text message from Damien.

[King Damien: How are you settling in?]

Reading his text, it immediately put a smile on her face. She quickly typed in her response.

[Katherine: It's okay… I'm still trying to get used to the new bed.]

[King Damien: Is there something wrong with it? Let me know right away so we can replace it.]

Katherine read his text over and over before she forced herself to type her reply.

[Katherine: No, the bed's fine. It's very comfortable. It's just… different.]

She covered her head with a pillow as soon as she sent it. She was so sure that he would ask her again and her heart raced.

[King Damien: How is it different?]

Her feet started to get cold and her hands became clammy as she thought about what she was going to tell him next. She had never done anything so boldly before and she was just about to do it to this man. 'Just do it, Kath. He's shameless… you can be one too!'

She breathed in deeply and composed her reply.

[Katherine: Because it doesn't smell like you.]

As soon as she sent the text, she felt the rush of blood to her head, her heart pounded in her chest and she threw her phone to the side, immediately regretting what she just sent to him.

"Oh my… I've gone crazy. I'm totally crazy!!!" She covered her face and squealed, feeling embarrassed because of the text.

Meanwhile, Damien was in bed as they exchanged text messages. Reading her reply, a silly grin spread across his face and he chuckled while he imagined what was happening to her in her bedroom. Katherine just continued to surprise him every time and he loved discovering every side of her.

An idea came to his mind and a dangerously sexy smile formed on his lips as he got out of the bed.

It had been five minutes already but Katherine did not receive any response from Damien. And every passing second was agonizing for her. She was now staring at her phone screen with a worried expression, thinking that Damien must have been turned off because of her message. He had clearly read it but he did not respond.

Her thoughts went wild and she had started to compose another text saying that she was only joking but just as she was about to press the send button, there was a knock on her bedroom door.  Confused, Katherine immediately got out of the bed. Who could it possibly be? She was sure that she locked the main door. 

Hesitant, she slowly unlocked the door and to her surprise, it was Damien Park wearing a white shirt and lounge pants.

"B-Boss…" she stammered. His hair carelessly fell over his brows and he was looking so irresistible even in his sleepwear. How was that even possible?

Damien's jaw clenched as he scanned her up and down. She clearly had taken a bath as he smelled her shampoo scent that he liked so much. His gaze locked on her eyes and he took a step forward causing her step back.

Without warning, Damien took off his shirt, exposing his firm chest… his abdominal muscles… and his sex lines… 

How come those little hard buns look like they increased in number? Or was she just too dazed to think about everything at that time? Why did he strip in front of her?!

"W-What are you doing?" she gulped.

He did not say anything but Katherine could see how intense his stare was at her. He inched closer and she kept stepping backwards until the back of her legs touched the bedframe — it caused her to abruptly sit on the bed.

Damien did not stop and continued to move forward. He lowered himself a little until he was in her level and planted both of his hands on the bed, trapping her in between his arms.

Katherine almost choked. She sucked in air when he inched even closer and reach his hand to the side, picking up a pillow before he stood back up.

Her brows knitted as she watched him put his shirt on the pillow. When he was done, he handed it to her. The fluffy white pillow was now wearing Damien's shirt.

"Goodnight, Katherine." He turned towards the door as he simultaneously took a rolled shirt from his pocket and wore it before he got out of the penthouse.

Katherine was left motionless and completely baffled. 'What the hell just happened?'

She tried to slap her cheek and realized that she was not dreaming at all. Looking at the pillow in her hands, she leaned in and smelled it. A bright yet bashful smile formed on her lips and she hugged the pillow again, burying her face on it.

She laid back on the bed while still feeling giddy when she received a text from Damien.

[King Damien: Sweetdreams, Kitten.]

It took her a minute to think about what she should reply to his text and decided to make it simple.

[ Katherine: Goodnight, Boss :) ]

After sending her reply, she put her phone aside and comfortably settled in her new bed. With her Damien-scented pillow, she was now sure to have a good night's sleep.