Page 2 of My Sweet Psycho

“What is going on with you tonight?” Kwan asked, but I waved a hand at him, hoping he would shut up so I could listen to what they were saying.

“You guys are so embarrassing,” my vision, Nari said.

I picked up my phone and instructed my driver to follow the family, indicating that I would tell him when they left the restaurant. He would need to go by foot if they got the subway, but that was his problem. I discreetly took some pictures of them and sent them to my driver.

“You need help,” Kwan muttered.

“Shut it and swap seats with me,” I said as I stood up.

I wanted to observe everything about the woman who’d made me respond like some lovesick fool. Once I settled down on Kwan’s side of the table, I could breathe more easily as I had the perfect view.

“Are you into the daughter or the father? At this point, I can't tell,” he said with a snigger.

“Most definitely the daughter,” I murmured without taking my eyes off her.

I usually didn't date Asian girls. They had marriage on their minds, and all I wanted was a good time, but it seemed I might need to reconsider my views on my dating habits. When she stood up to leave, I felt a sudden jolt of panic rivet through me.

“Pay the bill, Kwan. I need to do something,” I said as I messaged my driver and told him I would be coming with him. “Get a taxi. I owe you one,” I said as I put my coat on.

“Oh, shit. You're serious?” he asked, his eyeballs popping out of their sockets.

“Trust me, I have never been more serious in my entire life,” I said with a wide grin as I watched Nari and her family move to leave.

Chapter 2

Nari

As I walked into the practice, an unstoppable smile was plastered on my face. Finishing all my dentistry studies was an achievement, but the extra three years to become an orthodontist would be worth it. I wanted my family to be proud of me. My parents had worked hard and pushed us in our education. My sister was smarter than me, and it would help her with her exams in a few years.

“Ah, you're early. I like that.”

I turned to see my overseeing consultant standing in the doorway of the treatment room.

“Morning, Warren,” I said with a smile.

He grinned and nodded his head.

“Get yourself settled in, and we can review the patient files before anyone comes in. It will be good for you to review them in advance,” he said.

I nodded as I took my coat off. Being a dentist wasn't sexy, especially wearing scrubs, but I loved my job.

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It was close to lunchtime, and there was one last patient before I had to return to finish some classwork. I was curious because he had a Korean name, and the Korean community within London wasn't as large as some of the other nationalities. Tae Jeon was thirty-one years old and wanted a check-up for braces. I sighed as I remembered my parents teasing me. Now that I had graduated as a dentist, they wanted me to focus on my nonexistent dating life. Dating was so awkward. I could never relax because I was always studying or thinking about studying.

The door opened, and I glanced up to see the man who had his eyes on me. He ignored Warren as he greeted him.

What the actual fuck?

He looked like he had walked off the shoot from a high-end magazine. His hair was thick and messy, making it look spiky as it covered a portion of his eyes, but those piercing dark eyes were still on me. It felt as if the air had been sucked out of the room.

The usual sterile scent that I loved was making me nauseous. My eyes moved to his lips as a slow smile appeared. I could guarantee my life that he has perfect teeth because no man should possess lips like those. He looked as if he had some rogue rubbed into them.

Warren said something else, and my wet dream began to remove his long black coat. He wore a black suit jacket and a white shirt, but I could see some of his chest, where the tease had left a few buttons open. I swallowed and tugged at the neckline of my white top as I wondered what he looked like under his clothes.

I stood there like an idiot as he lay on the chair with Warren, chatting away with Tae. His voice was low and soft when Tae spoke, but his eyes were still on me. I glanced away as Warren rolled towards him on his stool. I pursed my lips together before I tried to act as a professional again. My job was to observe. Warren moved behind Tae, so his head was between his legs. I stopped mid-stride as I pictured Tae’s face between my thighs. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I became flustered.

“Excuse me for a moment. I will be right back,” I said, almost bowing before bolting out of the room, uncaring if the door shut behind me. “What the fuck was that?” I whispered as I rushed towards the employee bathroom.

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