ra yfully leaned against Dn''s arm, as if she had just noticed the woman sitting across from them.


    "Dn, who''s this?" she asked with a teasing smile.


    The woman red, biting her lip hard before mming her knife and fork onto the table. "I was about to ask you the same thing. Who are you?"


    "Oh, I''m Dn''s girlfriend. We just made it official. Dn, want some steak?" ra replied, cool as ever, spearing a piece and holding it up to his lips.


    Dn hesitated, so ra leaned in and whispered urgently, "Come on, Mr. Dn, y along or the gig is up."


    With a quick nce at her scarf, something unreadable shed in Dn''s eyes. He tried to turn away, but ra gently cupped his face, guiding him back with a yful persistence.


    "Go on, eat," she coaxed, her hands resting on his cheeks, noses almost touching as their breaths mingled.


    While ra''s eyes held steady on his face, Dn''s gaze dropped, and he reluctantly took a bite. She had no other choice; she feared him pulling away would ruin their cover, so she took matters into her own hands.


    After feeding him, ra turned to the woman. "See? We''re pretty close."


    To be honest, the woman was stunning, with a deliberately seductive style but an undeniable sharpness in her demeanor. She narrowed her eyes, noticing Dn''s downcastshes, and sneered.


    “So what? I feed other guys like that all the time. Let''s see you two really kiss if you''re so close."


    ra''s smile faltered at that challenge.


    The woman leaned back, eyebrow raised. "Aren''t you two a couple? Never kissed?"


    ra''s heart raced. Kissing Dn in front of this woman would be a mess to exin, not just to Z but to Dn himself.


    She froze, feeling like a deer in headlights.


    The woman chuckled, swirling her wine smugly. "Dn, where did you find this actress?"


    Just then, ra took off her scarf and wrapped it around Dn''s neck. Despite the sh with his suit, his striking features and build blended perfectly with the bright scarf, softening his usually aloof vibe.


    ra held his hand, kissed the back of it, and leaned in sweetly. "Miss, we''re not into public spectacles like that. Dn and I are more reserved. But trust me, our bond is solid when no one''s watching."


    Her neck bore telltale marks, a silent testament to their closeness.


    The woman paused, her wine ss mid-swish, a strange look crossing her face.


    ra poured Dn a ss of juice and cut another piece of steak for him. "Dn, still hungry? You''ve got that meeting tonight, right? Isn''t it almost time?"


    She offered the steak again, her eyes sparkling with humor, the fresh marks on her neck adding to her glow.