Sweet CEO’s First Love - Chapter 27

Heart watched Saint with interest as they stopped at the door to his room. His eyebrows furrowed together curiously at Saint’s hand as it fell on the little black box attached to his door. He lifted the top and the buttons and the little electric screen appeared.

“You have a passcode to get into your own bedroom at your own family home?” Heart asked with surprise.

“Like the same door locks you get on apartments, you have on a room door, in your family home…”

Heart opened his mouth as he attempted to wrap his brain around that concept.

Saint turned to look Heart in the eyes with earnest. “Yes”

He tried to pull the edge from his voice, but barely managed to, so that he wouldn’t scare Heart.

“Because privacy is never afforded for free, but simply one people tend to take for granted without knowing how precious it really is.”

Saint grabbed Heart and pulled him to his body.

“Saint, what are you doing?”

Saint leaned forward and whispered into Heart’s ears while back hugging him tightly so he couldn’t move away.

“Cover the security camera with your body.”

“The passcode is, zero, zero, seven-eight.” Heart turned towards him handshaking.

“Why are you telling me that?”

“Because you have to get in somehow,” Saint whispered.

‘You have no idea, but you are already inside, you broke into my heart ages ago. Heart why are you doing this to me… I am so scared. I didn’t mean to but I already let you in. So why not give you a key to the only other safe places in my life? After all, how can they be safe without you in them anymore, Heart.’

Saint pushed open the door and Heart walked into Saint’s overly enormous room ahead of him. Saint watched as Heart took in how Saint had renovated the room so that the old architecture that met the new.

He gulped.

‘Visiting at his home… He had never let anyone into his space, ever. Not even Win had been here. He had always spent his entire life terrified.’

‘Hiding his special people from his life, scared of what his family would do to them. Or rather what Ngeun would do.’

‘Ngeun was the exact reason he couldn’t love anyone, let anyone come close. Sometimes putting on an act when he was at home was so hard to do. And Heart was the reason why he didn’t want to anymore, Ngeun was the exact reason he couldn’t love anyone, let anyone come close.’

He immediately wished he didn’t have too. His mind had already come up with so many ways that he could let Heart in, instead of pushing him away.

“It’s not what I thought it would be, but somehow it suits you better than anything I imagined.”

Saint smirked.

“What did you expect?” He asked, putting the briefcase down on the bed unlocking it and pulling out a single file.

“I have had a few theories.” Heart said excitement causing his tired eyes to sparkle with delight.

He was about to put the file down on the big creamy brown oak table on the left side of his room near the big windows in his room that had the curtains drawn closed with only a sliver left open to let the late-night breeze in through the slightly ajar window. When Heart’s words caused him to freeze.

“Oh, Like?” Saint asked, putting the file down and opening it up, carefully sifting through the papers as if he didn’t care about the answer at all.

“Well, at first I just kinda assumed a space where everything is just white and gray everywhere.”

Saint chuckled before standing up and holding a paper he actually needed to give to Kit to take to his grandfather’s study.

‘It’s probably too late now and leaving anything in the open is not an option. I guess it can wait.’

“I am not that boring.” He commented.

“Exactly, I had the same thought. So then I just assumed that you would have like dark black accents to spice it up a bit. So splashes of black, with maybe a giant closet with a bunch of suits lined up in a row, and jewelry in black velvet display cases.”

Saint smiled.

“But my favorite one was you surrounded by massive amounts of stuffed animal cuteness, your bedroom a practical haven of fluffiness.”

Saint laughed.

“Stuffed animal haven, Me? Seriously.”

“Well, if not stuffed animals then a gigantic pile of pillows you could cuddle.”

“How is he describing the inside of my turtle so accurately?”

Saint froze, turned back around and walked over to Heart’s side of the room closest to the door.

“I am surprised that is what you thought of…”

“I suppose I didn’t thoroughly cow you yet. I woulda thought that mind was putting me into some weird, freaky dungeon with BDSM stuff all over the place. You know, Dracula type wallpaper, sex toys, and the screams of my last victims still echoing off the walls.”

“Ahh, I~” Heart froze and blushed subconsciously.

Saint sucked back a chuckle. ‘You are so predictable. I love it.’

Saint stepped closer.

“So do I seem like the BDSM type? The kind who would reach out and choke you?” Saint threw his voice, so it sounded deep, husky, and threatening.

Heart backed up into the wall and Saint did his best to muffle a pleased grin and a chuckle.

‘Your expression is too cute and funny, Ah Heart please let me live.”

“I~”

“I”

“I never said, choking..” Heart mumbled out the words.

“Oh, so you were thinking of other things for me then? Do you know about BDSM play types?”

“I have heard, um.” Heart gulped, awkwardly.

“You have heard of it, did you like what you heard? What was your favorite?”

“Bondage? Being tied up?”

Heart froze his ears such a bright red they looked like a paint swatch he had seen a few weeks back.

“Spanking?”

Hearts lips parted as he struggled to say something.

“Or, maybe, just maybe, your kink is blindfolding…” Saint teased.

Saint lifted the paper he was still holding in his left hand using it to cover Heart’s eyes so he couldn’t see.

“Do you like it when your senses are being teased? All of your remaining senses heightened to the max?”

“The shivers on your skin from the gentle touch of a finger running up your arms?” Saint ran his right index finger up Heart’s arm.

“The scent of sweat that tickles the bottom of your nose as someone leans in wanting to get closer to you?” Saint leaned in so that his lips were just hovering above Heart’s

“The sound of the other persons’ excited breathing?” Heart gulped and it didn’t escape Saint’s lightning observant gaze.

‘You are so easy to tease, how do you expect me to pass up the chance? Heart I can never stop myself with you.’

“Can you feel how close I am? Can you see my shadow through the paper? Are you aware of my proprioception movement’s, where my arms are, even without being able to see them?” Saint asked as he slid his hand up Hearts arm to clutch at it tightly.

The feeling of his fingers pressing into Heart’s suit, along with the way the silky smooth material gave beneath his strong hands and pressed into the soft flesh below caused Heart to shiver.

Almost as if he couldn’t bear the moment that was bound to come.

“Can you tell what I will do next?” Saint whispered, millimeters above Heart’s lips.