Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

It was a dreamless sleep for Katherine this time. She was able to rest comfortably while hugging the soft, fluffy pillow and burying her face on it. She would have woken up at five in the morning to start her routine while the office was still empty. She was supposed to clock in at eight in the morning but it was already half-past eight yet she was still sound asleep.

They don't usually work on weekends, but today was a Working Saturday. There were several things to do and it was busier because of the new resort's opening at the end of the month.

Damien did not dare to wake her up and let her sleep in after knowing that she had been sleeping uncomfortably for the past few nights. This was probably the most that she had slept in a while and he was right. Ever since Katherine had been sleeping in that storage room, her back constantly ached and her sleep was irregular which only worsened her nightmares.

Sleeping in a very comfy bed that smelled like Damien, who wouldn't sleep well?

Katherine slowly squinted her eyes— she was still feeling groggy. She yawned and stretched her body like a cat waking up after a nap. She rolled herself out of the bed while her eyes were still half-closed and trudged towards the bathroom. She lazily placed her hand on the handle and pushed the door open.

Standing by the door, she squinted her eyes to adjust to the bright lights coming from the bathroom. She sniffed and smelled the delicious scent of mint and men's perfume mixed together that seemed to awaken her senses.

She finally had the strength to open her eyes, and lo and behold – what stood before her was a tasty topless Adonis with only a towel lowly hanging around his hips.

Damien's long dark, wet hair fell just above his eyes. His firm chest was moist with water that dripped down to his little hard buns… '1, 2, 3, 4…' there were six of them, she counted.

But her perverted gaze didn't stop there. It settled just at the border of his V-line, she heard they were called sex lines and they were aesthetically pleasing. And how could she not notice the bulge on the fluffy white towel? She gulped.

Her heart was slowly drumming in her chest and she only snapped out of her fantasy when Damien Park placed both of his hands that were white with shaving cream on his waist.

"I could send you a selfie," he raised a brow. He just took a shower and was about to shave his face when Katherine decided to greet him with a gawking expression.

"I… I'm so sorry!" Katherine pulled the door shut and then started hyperventilating. 'What a way to wake me up in the morning!'

She was so flushed and feeling warm that she had to bounce out of the bedroom and marched towards the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of water to cool herself down, gulping it in one go. However, Damien's tasty abs kept flashing in her mind as if her cheeky brain didn't want her to calm down.

'Water. I need more water.' She drank another glass in a hurry as if it was going to quench her thirst.

Ten minutes later, she started to breathe better. Katherine climbed up the stairs and stood by the door. She bit the nail on her thumb when she felt tinglings in her core. 'Crap, now I need to pee.'

'But what if his abs are still there?' she thought as she hesitated to enter the bedroom. She wondered if she should go to the employee's restroom instead.

Luckily, as she was about to go down the stairs, the door to his bedroom opened and Damien came out already fully clothed in a black dress shirt and pants.

She couldn't — for the life of her — look at him in the eyes anymore. She was sure that he definitely caught her ogling at his majestic form. But who could blame her? He was Damien-fucking-Park for Pete's sake!

"Sorry to keep you waiting. You can go inside now." He said gently as he decided not to tease her further though he was really itching to do so.

"O-okay." Katherine entered the bedroom and just to be sure, she locked the door behind her.

Damien chuckled upon hearing the click of a lock. Shaking his head, he strolled to the kitchen whistling a happy tune. 'What a great morning!'

Katherine realized that she was already late for an hour so she hurriedly did her routine and quickly dressed up. In twenty minutes, she was already done. She swore that she could even go faster than that if she wasn't constantly worried that the door would suddenly open while she was dressing up.

"Sit down. Let's have some breakfast," Damien said when he saw her descending down the stairs and placed a plate on the breakfast nook for her.

She stood at the side with a tamed expression, "I'm sorry, Sir. I woke up very late… Shouldn't I time in already?"

"Yes, you did. And as punishment, you have to finish your food." He placed his plate next to hers and sat on the stool, tapping the one next to him; urging her to sit down.

Confused by the weird punishment, Katherine could only follow her boss's order. She sat on the stool and started eating her fill.

The food that Damien prepared was phenomenal! Katherine never expected that he could prepare food like that. She thought that he always had servants at his beck and call but they were obviously the only ones in his house; he actually made the food himself.

There was nothing out of the ordinary in the food because it was only a simple meal of tomatoes, a toasted bagel with mashed avocado and egg on top. But it was ridiculously tasty! Maybe not as much as him, but whatever.

Seeing that she was quiet after a few bites, Damien probed, "Is your food okay?"

"Honestly?" she faced him with a serious look which made him raise a brow, "Are you a god?"

Damien threw his head back and laughed at her silly question. He was really amused. The sound of his laughter made her feel weird inside that she had to bite her lip and stifle a laugh herself. She found him cute.

'Would I be seeing more of his laugh?' she mused in her mind.