329 A New Member or a New Leader? 3

Damien's mouth found the sensitive flesh on Katherine's neck. He playfully bit it, his teeth grazing on her skin and heard her gasp but she didn't move. She closed her eyes involuntarily while her hands clutched onto his t-shirt, seemingly pulling him closer instead of pushing him away. His lips relaxed and the sucking was replaced by a sensual open-mouthed kiss.

"Naughty Kitten," he whispered before moving away from her.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw him drinking his coffee as if nothing happened. She cleared her throat and shifted on her seat, pressing her thighs together to stop the tingling sensation that she felt just now and finding relief. "Mean," she scoffed.

A small smile flashed his face as he checked his emails and let her finish her food in peace.

While the dining table was quiet, a doorbell was heard from the intercom. "Are you expecting someone?" he asked as he was already on his feet. "I'll get it."

"No…" She shook her head. No one really knew where she was staying now and she wasn't expecting anyone anytime. She paused and watched as Damien checked the intercom like he was so used to it. Katherine wondered how he was so quick to adapt to her place. Though it wasn't really a surprise — Damien was always very quick to adapt to a lot of things.

Seeing Damien's narrowed eyes, Katherine straightened her back and tilted her head to the side saying, "Who is it?"

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and just stared at the small screen on the intercom. He heard her question but he was far too busy debating with himself because he was seeing a fly on the screen. A fly who just interrupted his lovely morning with Katherine and was now by the private elevator at the lobby waiting for the security to give him access.

The guests of the penthouse owners would only be given a pass if they were confirmed through the intercom. 

He did not notice that she had walked up to him and saw who her guest was until he felt her hand on his arm. "It's Matthew…" she uttered.

"You told him where you lived but you were hesitant to tell me?" Damien eyed Katherine.

"I didn't tell him. I don't know how he found out." She was reaching for the button to give Matthew access when Damien stopped her hand. She raised a brow at him in question and he reluctantly let her go.

While Matthew was on his way up through the elevator, the couple waited for him at the foyer. Damien had his arm protectively around her waist, showing ownership. Katherine rolled her eyes seeing how childish he was but she didn't brush his hand away. The elevator dinged and Matthew came in view.

She returned her friend's hug with her own, ignoring the fact that Damien still had his arm around her waist. It was a bit of an awkward movement but she worked around it. "How did you know that I live here?" 

"I haven't heard from you in a while and I went to visit you at Young Corp but your grandfather said you took a leave because you were sick. I brought you some stuff." He raised the paper bag in his hand that was full of fruits and some warm soup.

She had a smile on her face, clearly happy that she got to see her childhood friend again. She had been meaning to get in touch with him again but because she was dealing with a lot of things at the moment, she just hadn't had the chance. She was immediately reminded of Emma and Adam, making her mood bitter for a second but she recovered quickly and plastered a smile on her face.

"Ah, yeah… I'm fine now though but I decided not to go to work for the meantime. I had some things I need to do first. Come inside, Matty," Katherine ushered her friend inside her penthouse.

"You've got a really nice place here," Matthew commented as he looked at the view outside through the floor-to-ceiling window.

"It's over the top," she chuckled. "Can I get you anything?"

Matthew spun around and saw Damien still standing so close to Katherine and it made him shake his head. The man was too possessive. "Actually, I'm not staying for long. I only dropped by to check on you. I need to fly to L.A. soon."

"Oh, you are?" She walked towards Matthew, leaving Damien behind. It was ridiculous, she felt like she was on a leash. "What time are you leaving?"

"Mm, I can have someone drive you to the airport," Damien offered in a heartbeat, eager to get rid of Matthew right away. Katherine scowled at him but he ignored her.

"Thanks, President Park. But I have a ride waiting for me downstairs," Matthew mused and turned to face Katherine, "I have a project coming up soon and I was called for a meeting with the director and producers. I don't know when I'll be back but I'll call you?"

"Of course, Matty. Anytime," she promptly answered without thinking twice.

"Good." Without hesitation, Matthew swept her in for another gutsy hug in front of Damien who became tensed at the sight. When Katherine returned Matthew's hug, he whispered to her ear, "I'm happy as long as you are."

She squeezed him after hearing what he said and released, "Thank you, Matty. Say hi to your mom for me."

"I will." Matthew headed towards the elevator but he paused for a bit and spoke over his shoulder, "Oh, there's something in that paper bag for you."

"Ah… Okay! Bye!" She waved back when he waved and walked away.

Checking the contents of the paper bag, her eyes caught sight of a familiar-looking card that was now yellowish. Her heart raced when Damien came to her side asking, "What's that?"

"Nothing!" She hurriedly hid the card behind her and stepped away from him.

Her actions caused his suspicions and he lunged at her. But Katherine was so quick to evade him and the two raced in the living room.

"Stop chasing me!" she shouted.

"Then stop running!" he shouted back.

A ring from the intercom interrupted their little cat and mouse game and Katherine was fast to get to it. In a second, she pressed a button and panted, "Matty, did you forget something?"

Damien tried to pry the suspicious card from her hand that she was guarding with her life and he was just about to successfully get it when the two heard a man's voice from the intercom. A familiar voice who didn't belong to Matthew Jeong.

"It's me…" the voice said. And in an instant, Katherine dropped the card on the floor.