Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

Chapter 40: Above Average

The music from the bar broke through the silence of the night. While the world danced away in the bar, the two souls inside the car were oblivious to everything else. Minho pulled Gayoon closer, crushing on her lips.

Gayoon moaned when his tongue pried into her mouth, meshing with hers. He sucked her tongue hard, throwing her into a drunken frenzy of emotions. His arms were snaked around her waist, supporting her. They were in a heated fervour as they played with each other's lips, unwilling to let go.

She straddled on his lap, holding onto her neck to prevent herself from slipping off as she reciprocated his fiery kisses with equal enthusiasm. Her mind was muddled by alcohol, focusing on the luscious man who made her feel good, kissing her to the point of breathlessness. The sound of their sloppy kisses were almost as loud as the music but they did not care.

Finally, they broke apart, panting as they stared into each other's eyes. The black ones met the gaze of the brown ones, not looking away. Gayoon's lipstick was smeared over his lips while her own lips were bruised by Minho's delicious assault. Minho could see that Gayoon was still tipsy due to the wine and both of them would lose her last shred of restrain if they continued any further. Despite the sudden urge in themselves to continue further, Minho was thinking straight. There was no way they could go further than this when Gayoon was so drunk.

"I think this is where our game ends, Detective," he said softly.

Gayoon pouted. Her cheeks were flushed and red as she tried to sneak another kiss from him but Minho turned away.

"Get off," he said.

"No!" she insisted, holding his shirt. She was acting like a child holding onto her candy.

Minho sighed. There really was no escape from the crazy woman. He smirked and pulled her close. Gayoon yelped when he suddenly tugged at her. WIthout warning, he leaned close to her neck and nipped at it.

Gayoon hissed as a ticklish sensation hit her. His bite was not painful and instead, a pleasurable jolt ran through her body. She closed her eyes, enjoying his sweet attack. Minho pulled back, satisfied at the mark he left on her. The detective would flip once she was sober and would probably not show up in front of him for weeks. At least that would spare him from paying her future bills.

"Hey!" she weakly protested. "Not fair! I wanted to seduce you! Come closer!"

She grabbed his shirt and tried to pull him close but Minho would not budge. Gayoon tried to pull him again but he was too damn strong! What the hell?

"The only reason you were able to pull me into a kiss was because I allowed you to," Minho said smugly. "I wanted to see if you were as good as you claimed."

"I am!" she hiccupped. "I can seduce anyone!"

She beamed like she had won the Nobel Prize.

"You're above average," he commented.

Gayoon scoffed. "Oh please! You enjoyed kissing me! I felt your...thing poking me!"

Minho was mortified and looked down. She was right. His member was poking upwards right between her legs.

Gayoon giggled so much at his horrified expression that she fell on his shoulder, unable to stop her laughter. "Money lover got a boner!" she exclaimed. "You got a boner!"

"Stop it and get off!" he said sharply. But Gayoon was now sleepy and hugged his chest to rest on it.

"Oi!" he yelled.

"I'm going to sleep, grandma!" she announced drunkenly. "Good night."

"I am not a pillow!" he exclaimed but his protests fell on deaf ears. Gayoon was fast asleep, not caring about where she was.

How did this woman survive so far? He wondered in dismay. Thanks to the position they were in, he would not be able to drive and she was holding him so tightly that it was impossible to let her off him.

"What have I gotten myself into?" he sighed. First he had to pay for her drink and then they somehow ended up making out. Ever since the troublemaker re-entered his life, he had been acting uncharacteristically.

"This woman is going to be the end of me," he lamented.

"Shut it and let me sleep!" she complained in her snoozy state. Minho shook his head and tilted the seat backwards to let her rest more comfortably. She snuggled on to him, smiling widely as if she was dreaming of something funny.

"EXO oppas are so cute," she giggled.

It was going to be a long night for Minho. Letting the crazy girl drool all over his expensive designer shirt, he, too, fell into a deep sleep.

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Junwan was up all night, working on the task Hwang Minho had assigned to him. He had somehow managed to convince Minho to help him with Lee Shawn's case in exchange for looking more thoroughly into his mother Suna's case. Even though 26 years have passed, there was no progress on this case. Hwang Junho had disappeared into thin air and with the statue of limitation already over, he was technically a free man.

But the ex-tycoon was still hiding somewhere in the country. He was sure of it. Hwang Junho was nearby, avoiding all sort of detection. But where was he? And why did he kill his wife?

No matter how Junwan saw it, he could not help but feel that something was amiss. Hwang Junho was known to be a family man. He married Suna against the wishes of his family and was very much in love with her. The ruthless businessman was weak in front of his wife.

Upon investigating the case, Junwan heard the stories of their love and respect. The man could only be calmed down by his wife which is why it was a shocking event when he was witnessed by his own son murdering the woman he was madly in love with.

The only thing Junwan had was an old CCTV photograph. Even though security cameras in those days were not technologically advanced nor widely used as they were now, Hwang Junho's house was well secured with CCTV due to his high status in the society. The police managed to get their hands on this picture where Hwang Minho was seen running away from the mansion.

What astonished Junwan was not the fact that Junho was escaping but the way he was running. It was almost as if he was chasing something

"I'll just look into this tomorrow," he decided, putting the picture away in his file. But if he could not get any evidence all these years, then he doubted he would find anything the next day.

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