Kimura Rei - Married Secretary- Sweat And Kissi... ★

He smiled, a soft, almost tender curve of his lips that seemed to say more than words ever could. “You always do, Rei‑san. Trust me.” He reached out, his hand brushing against the edge of her desk, the cool metal of the table contrasting with the warmth of his palm.

“May I?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Kimura Rei - Married Secretary- Sweat And Kissi...

She nodded, a small, decisive motion. “Yes,” she said, her voice steadier than she felt. He smiled, a soft, almost tender curve of

Rei’s breath caught as she realized how close he was. The space between them was charged, the air thick with the scent of sweat and the faint metallic tang of the city’s humidity. Hiroshi’s eyes lingered on her, not on the documents in her hands but on the subtle tremor in her shoulders. “May I

A sudden draft from the air conditioner swirled, and a thin line of sweat traced down the side of her neck, catching the dim light. Hiroshi’s gaze dropped, noticing the sheen. Without a word, he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, his fingers warm against her skin. The simple contact sent a shiver through her—an electric mix of surprise, admiration, and something more intimate that she hadn’t expected.