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the lacy neckline so low it bared half of her breasts, and the entire slip so short it barely covered her tiny but bountiful ass.
          Not willing to suffer alone, he reached for her in one stride, captured her hand, and forced it down, down, down, making her fingers drift his chest before placing it just on top of his waistband. “And this,” he murmured silkily, feeling her hand tremble in his.
          The temptation to look was impossible to resist. Her gaze dipped, and she gulped, seeing the way his dick nearly wanted to jump out of his boxers.
          Trying not to wheeze, she snatched her hand away and took a step back. Ignoring the way he chuckled, she gritted out, “Can you please walk me to school now?”
          “Say ‘Please Park, I need you’ first.”
          Shooting him a dirty look, Violet forced the words out. “Please Park, I need you.”
          He had her out of his room in a second.
          As she gaped at him, Park said, “I’m going to take a shower. You should get one, too. You smell.”
          He slammed the door shut just as she screeched.
          Over an hour later, Park and Violet were on their way to uni and she still wasn’t talking to him.
          “What the hell—are you really carrying a grudge?”
          She shook her head, not looking at him.
          Biting back an impatient curse, Park lifted her hair away to peek at her face. What he saw made him curse again, in astonishment this time. She was white as sheet, clearly more anxious and panicky than mad and sulking.
          “Why are you so nervous? It’s just the first day of school.” Park couldn’t understand what was wrong. If she could face someone like him without blinking an eye, attending school for the first day should have been a breeze.
          “I’m not nervous,” she snapped. “How many times do I have to tell you that?”
          “You mean lie, right?”
          “Remember how you told me that you’re not the talkative kind of guy? I’d really appreciate it if you proved that true right now.”
          “Nope, sorry.” Park’s tone was gratingly cheerful. “I can see that my curiosity and talkativeness are bothering you a lot, and you know how I like annoying you.”
          That elicited a laugh from her. “You’re impossible.”
          “And you still haven’t told me the reason you look like a ghost.”
          “A beautiful ghost, though.”
          “Watch out or your head might not fit through the door.”
          “Look who’s talking, oh great god of blond gorillas.”
          “Yep, definitely nervous,” he said even more cheerfully.
          She growled.
          He laughed. “Extremely nervous.”
          Violet tried to hit him with her bag, but he deftly fielded the blow, turning it away. “Come on, you know I’m not going to stop until you tell me.”
          She knew he wasn’t lying. “I’ve got this stupid phobia, okay? When I was in high school once, something terrible happened to me during the first day of school and ever since then, well, I’ve been like this. But it’s only on the first day. After that, I’m back to being my wonderful—” She ignored Park’s snort at the adjective. “—self.”
          “What happened—”
          “I’ll tell you when we’re close enough,” she said curtly, not bothering to let him finish.
          He nodded. “Fair enough. So it only happens on the first day of school, huh?”
          They continued to walk in silence after that. Minutes later, they reached school. “Thanks,” Violet managed to say without meeting his eyes.
          “Sure.” But he continued walking next to her.
          She came to a dead stop. “You can go now. You don’t need to walk me to my room.”
          “Who says I’m going to do that?”
          “You really have something to do here in