Chapter 118: A Peaceful Evening With Nyx
Chapter 118
Nyx stepped out, draped in a white bathrobe that was tied snugly around her slender waist, perfectly accentuating the jaw-dropping, voluptuous curves of her hourglass figure. Her skin was flushed a soft, radiant pink from the heat of the water.
But what truly made Alex gawk at her was her long, midnight black hair. It was completely wet, dripping dark strands down her perfect neck and framing her face in a way that made her look breathtakingly beautiful, like a goddess who had just descended from the heavens.
The cold, untouchable queenpin somehow appeared even more alluring in this state. As his eyes shamelessly continued to trace all over her curves, his damn junior brother was slowly beginning to arise from its ancient slumber!
Nyx stopped a few feet away from the sofa. In her hands, she was carrying a fresh white bathrobe and a thick, folded towel. Her sharp amber eyes immediately caught the way his shameless eyes were fixed on her figure with an unblinking, utterly captivated expression.
A faint heat rushed to her cheeks, making her look more and more captivating by the minute. All of a sudden, her expression then turned sharp and icy to mask her sudden embarrassment.
"Keep your perverted eyes to yourself, you rogue."
Without warning, she hurled the neatly folded bathrobe and towel straight at Alex’s face, with perfect accuracy, hitting him squarely in the face.
Alex burst into laughter afterward while removing the towel from his face.
"What? Am I not allowed to look at my girlfriend? We’re going to be sharing a room after all. So I might as well get used to it."
Nyx immediately grabbed one of the nearby pillows on the bed, making Alex’s survival instincts kick in immediately. He jumped off the couch and bolted toward the bathroom, laughing all the way as the pillow narrowly missed his head and bounced off the wall.
Nyx stared toward the closed door with narrowed eyes before eventually letting out a small helpless sigh.
Meanwhile inside the bathroom, Alex leaned against the door while laughing quietly to himself.
[You really enjoy provoking dangerous women]
’What can I say, life is meaningless with a bit of risk, don’t you agree?’
[Just be careful. If not one day she might just freeze your junior brother off]
Alex’s smile immediately disappeared.
’That’s not funny.’
He then ignored the laughing chibi and entered the shower. As the warm steamy water cascaded over his body, Alex couldn’t suppress a sigh of relief. Honestly, after the long flight from yesterday till today, this shower felt particularly heavenly.
He felt like he could just stay in here all day and never come out, but alas, he couldn’t do that. Especially with his beautiful woman outside.
By the time he finally stepped out of the bathroom, drying his damp hair with a towel, an hour had already passed. Nyx had changed into a simple yet elegant black silk robe, her hair now fully dried and cascading beautifully down her back.
She sat crossed leg on the bed while scrolling through a tablet, likely reviewing the profiles of the business partners they were scheduled to meet the following day.
Hearing the sound of his footsteps, she didn’t look up from the screen, but her voice carried a casual tone.
"The hotel concierge just called. Since it’s already evening, they wanted to know what we would like to order for dinner. If you want they can have the head chef prepare a full western course and send it directly up to the suite."
Alex paused in the middle of wiping his hair. He then glanced toward the magnificent city lights outside. The thought of sitting inside this boring room, eating a five-star dinner felt kind of suffocating, especially after being cooped up inside a metal tube in the sky for who knows how long.
He wanted fresh air, new experiences, and maybe a chance to explore the city a little. And who knows, maybe the small stroll would increase the bond between him and Nyx.
"How about we skip the fancy room service and go out instead?" He suggested. "I’m in the mood to find a local spot, grab some authentic Korean spicy hotpot, and wash it down with a few bottles of cold soju."
Nyx raised her head with surprise.
"You want us to go out?"
"Yeah."
Alex walked toward the giant window while staring at the lively city outside.
"We’ve been stuck inside your private jet, and cars almost all day already. Besides, we’re literally in South Korea."
He turned towards her with a grin.
"And you are always busy. So for tonight let’s just stroll, eat some good food, and relax."
Nyx remained silent briefly while staring at him.
Alex smiled casually and added.
"I can tell you It’s definitely better than staying cooped up inside this room until morning."
Nyx slowly lowered the tablet in her hand and gave a faint smile before agreeing.
"Alright," Nyx said softly with the faint smile lingering on her face just for a second longer than usual before her face returned back to normal.
She set the tablet down on the nightstand and slid off the bed.
"Get dressed then. I’ll give you approximately ten minutes. If you’re late, we’re ordering room service."
"Ten minutes is more than enough for a guy like me," Alex replied with a confident smirk, immediately heading toward his luggage to pick out something suitable for a casual night out in Seoul.
While Alex was pulling on a clean dark fitted shirt that perfectly accentuated his broad shoulders, Nyx walked over to the suite’s landline. She picked up the receiver and dialed the front desk.
When the receptionist answered, she once again switched effortlessly into her polished, native sounding Korean, informing the hotel staff that they would be stepping out for the evening and that any scheduled dinner preparations for the presidential suite should be cancelled.
A few minutes later, the two of them exited the hotel lobby, bypassing the waiting Limousine and Secretary Park’s driver. Tonight wasn’t about any of those high and mighty stuff like meetings or discussing about Awakeneds or whatnot;
Alex wanted to really enjoy living peacefully before his life got thrusted into danger, and to his surprise Nyx didn’t object to walking.
The cool evening air of Seoul hit them the moment they stepped into the bustling sidewalk. The city was really beautiful around this time, with a vibrant masterpiece of bright neon light, towering billboards and the ambient sound of thousands of people moving through the night.
High above, massive screen flashes with colourful Ads, and the tantalizing, savory aroma of street food like fried chicken, tteokbokki, and grilled meats, wafted through the air from nearby alleyways.
Nyx walked beside him, having changed into a stylish black trench coat that kept her warm against the evening breeze. Even in a completely foreign country surrounded by crowds of strangers, her natural commanding presence still stood out.
Several pedestrians passing by couldn’t help but turn their head as they passed, completely captivated by her striking beauty that made her look unreal for this world, and the tall equally handsome foreign man walking right next to her.
Alex took a deep breath, absorbing the lively atmosphere with a sense of satisfaction. It wasn’t everyday that someone gets to come to a lovely county like this and enjoy the night view.
As they strolled down a brightly lit avenue popular with youths and street vendors that couldn’t stop staring at him and Nyx, his eyes were suddenly drawn to a small, brightly illuminated cart where an elderly street vendor was selling traditional frozen treats.
Specifically, Alex spotted a bright red, Tanghulu sweet. A candied fruit popsicles popular mostly in this part of the world. An idea immediately sparked in his mind. He nudged Nyx slightly with his elbow, pointing toward the colorful stall.
"Hey, look over there. How about we go buy a sweet first? Think of it as an early dessert before we go hunt down the hotpot."
Nyx glanced toward the street vendor’s cart, her expression completely indifferent as she looked at the bright, sugary treat.
"A sweet? We are about to have a heavy dinner. But if you insist on having one, let’s go."
Despite her verbal critique, she didn’t stop walking, stepping up to the cart alongside him. The elderly vendor smiled warmly at the attractive couple, greeting them politely.
Before Alex could even reach for his wallet, Nyx seamlessly stepped in front of him. She looked calmly at the vendor and spoke in her flawless Korean accent, causing everyone around her to look in shock.
They couldn’t believe that a foreigner had actually managed to perfectly speak in a Korean accent like she had lived here all her life.
"안녕하세요. 저기 있는 쌍대 막대기 하당동 사탕 하나 주세요."
> Hello. Please give us one of those double-stick Tanghulu sweets over there. <
The vendor nodded enthusiastically and carefully picked out one of the large, beautifully glazed red Tanghulu treats, and handed it over. Nyx pulled out a crisp local bill that she had prepared beforehand, paid the elderly man, and accepted the sweet.
Turning around she immediately thrust the sweet toward Alex’s chest.
"Here," she said calmly.
Alex blinked, looking down at the single sweet in his hand, and then looked back up at her empty hands. A small furrow formed between his brows.
"Wait a minute. You only bought one? You didn’t get anything for yourself?"
Nyx began walking again with her hands slipping back into the pockets of her trench coat as she navigated the sidewalk.
"I don’t like sweets. I haven’t eaten them since I was a child."
