Lethal Attack To Heart

I took one quick glance through the rearview mirror, watching my two drop-dead gorgeous, half-naked girlfriends rolling around on the leather seats.

A sharp, dangerous heat flared in my lower stomach.

"Alright, hold on!" I cursed softly under my breath, my grip tightening on the steering wheel as I forced my eyes back onto the road. "You two better back off and sit properly right now, or I swear I'm pulling this car over into the emergency lane and making you both ride me until noon."

ZIP.

The backseat instantly fell dead silent.

Yerin and Yoona scrambled apart in a split second, sitting on opposite ends of the leather seat. Yerin pulled her knees tightly against her chest, burying her flustered face into her arms.

"You... you idiot!" Yerin's muffled, embarrassed voice came from behind her knees. "Seth, you can't just say stuff like 'I'm proud of you' so casually and all of a sudden! My heart literally can't handle it!"