Seoha's POV
Yuki returns to me with a sheepish smile on her face.
"Well…that was something" she says and I stuff my hands into my pocket, not knowing what to say, really…what am I supposed to say?
He slept with me last night, and my thighs still feel sore.
He held me in his lap, and I still feel his hand on my waist.
He kicked me out of his office and I still feel confused…
"It's crazy that it almost seemed like he is falling for you" Yuki says with a small laugh, the words sting even though she means no harm, it feels like a backhanded compliment.
"Why can't he fall for me?" I ask and Yuki looks at me with her brows pinched together.
"We're talking about the same person…right?" she says, I don't give her an answer and she shakes her head.
"He's a good person, I swear my life on it, but he's not good for love, I'll advice you to just…move" she says and somewhere in my head, I am confident enough to yell: 'He's my mate, how am I supposed to just move?'
