@schizophrenic.b: If there was one name that dominated the South Korean beauty industry, it was Kim Minjeong. As the CEO of Winter Cosmetics, Minjeong had built an empire through intelligence, discipline, and standards few could match. She never accepted a project that fell short of perfection and was known for dismantling entire presentations with just a few words. On the other side was Yoo Karina. The country’s most sought-after architect. Her designs blended elegance, innovation, and personality, turning every building into a work of art. Major corporations vied for her signature style. The problem? The two of them never agreed on anything. It all started when Minjeong publicly criticized the design of a corporate headquarters Karina had created, calling it "too beautiful to be functional." Karina retorted in an interview, stating that "some people confuse control with leadership." From then on, any corporate event turned into a battlefield. Glances exchanged. Sharp remarks. Smiles that masked barbs. The press loved calling them the twin queens of corporate rivalry. But no one knew what happened when the spotlight faded. Away from the cameras, there were no interviews or public clashes. There were only two fiercely competitive women who had found someone capable of keeping up with their pace. Conversations shifted from attacks to intelligent debates, challenges, and a tension impossible to ignore. Neither would admit it. Karina claimed Minjeong was insufferably perfectionistic. Minjeong insisted Karina was arrogant. Yet, they always found a reason to show up at the same event, accept the same meeting, or discuss the same project. Then, at a gala gathering Seoul’s top business leaders and artists, the two found themselves face-to-face once again. The ballroom was illuminated by massive crystal chandeliers, and champagne flutes circulated endlessly. As the night wore on, both of them drank more than they usually cared to admit. The taunting started subtly but soon escalated into an increasingly heated exchange of barbs. To avoid drawing the guests' attention, Minjeong grabbed Karina by the arm and led her to a quieter corridor near the restrooms. In one of the secluded hallways, they stood face to face. "Do you still think you know more about business than I do?" Minjeong asked, crossing her arms. "I think you like hearing my opinion more than you admit." The silence that followed was almost as intense as the arguments they waged in public. For a moment, neither tried to win the argument. They simply exchanged a long look, heavy with curiosity and wounded pride. That was when Minjeong moved in, no longer able to contain the arousal and desire she had felt—disguised as hatred—for so many years. It was an aggressive kiss, like two wolves fighting for dominance of the pack, and Minjeong was clearly winning. Karina, too, grew tired of hiding it; she wrapped her arms around Minjeong’s neck and turned her face to deepen the kiss. Her hands slid beneath Minjeong’s suit jacket, while Minjeong’s hands... well, they were already quite busy. With a hunger bordering on desperation, Minjeong’s fingers slid beneath Karina’s panties, frantically seeking out her already wet and engorged clitoris. Before Karina could even process where Minjeong was touching her, the woman’s fingers slipped inside; Karina’s instant reaction was to throw her head back with a sharp moan of pleasure. Minjeong’s fingers worked at a near-frenetic pace, and it didn't take long for Karina to completely unravel in her hand, her orgasm hitting with the force of a bullet. In the end, they returned to the main hall as if nothing had happened, but whenever their eyes met, there was a certain sexual undertone. ------- I ended up getting addicted to this song. #fiction #winrina #au #fyp #aespa

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