IT - 34

34. Abuse of Power

Even when she was peacefully asleep, just glancing at her serene face was enough to ignite an uncontrollable heat in him. But now, with her deliberately teasing him like this...

Not only was she exposing her skin, but she was also provocatively rubbing her knees against his thighs. Even considering her drunken state, it was becoming unbearable. His judgment crumbled every time he faced her.

After Tae-ha sat down, Ji-soo’s delicate hand, which had been nervously fiddling with the untouched glass of alcohol, slid subtly between his legs.

This could mean one of two things: either she wanted to drive him mad or she intended to kill him softly.

“Han Ji-soo. Do you have any idea how you’ll handle what comes next after provoking me like this?”

Her fingers stealthily explored the hardened evidence before she innocently spread her palm wide and smiled brightly, as if claiming innocence.

“I didn’t do anything. Is this what you call provocation? Are you already turned on?”

“You keep...”

Though Tae-ha understood the deliberate crudeness behind her words, he willingly fell for her clumsy taunts. After all, wasn’t it simple? If Ji-soo wanted something, he’d give it to her—no questions asked.

“Cha Tae-ha, from this moment onward, I’m the one in charge. Our night is long, and I hold the answers you’re so eager to hear. Hmm, if you keep acting up, I might say something unexpected.”

Ji-soo slowly fluttered her long lashes and grinned mischievously.

As much as he wanted to admire her playful antics, his body—already rigid with desire—wasn’t going to cooperate. While monopolizing her like this, his gratitude toward the friend who picked out this dress resurfaced.

Tae-ha suppressed the throbbing ache between his legs and surrendered himself to Ji-soo. Though her movements were awkward and unskilled, they still managed to circle dangerously close without ever reaching the core.

And yet, strangely enough, his desire spiraled higher under her clumsy touch. Even though her hands barely grazed his inner thighs, his rationality and self-control were unraveling thread by thread.

“Is that so? Then I’ll behave myself and let you take the lead, Your Majesty.”

Tae-ha teased her with his words. It was moments like these that made her competitive spirit all the more endearing. Oblivious to her own allure, she stubbornly tried to assert herself.

“Maybe I’m using you. Would that be okay?”

Leaning closer, Ji-soo tilted forward, pressing her chair against his. The subtle exposure of her chest and flat stomach caught Tae-ha’s eye. Innocently batting her eyelashes, she waited for his approval despite unintentionally seducing him.

“Would it be fine if I played with you and then discarded you afterward?”

Though technically speaking, Cha Tae-ha would gladly comply even if she demanded far more than mere use, he preferred her clinging to him, pleading, and focusing solely on him.

“What if I said no?”

“Since when does ‘no’ exist? Didn’t you just tell me to abuse my power?”

“Is there such a thing as asking permission from a powerless subordinate before abusing power?”

Tilting her small head, Ji-soo finally brightened with understanding and laughed. Her hands pressed firmly into his lap, and the sight of his dark suit pants brought back vivid memories of their last encounter here. The sticky, visual imagery flooded his mind.

Despite the dim lighting of the sky lounge, Tae-ha could clearly see Ji-soo’s flushed face, glowing red even to her ears. Perhaps only he noticed how striking she looked.

Rising slightly, Ji-soo adjusted her posture and settled onto his lap, placing one hand firmly between his legs. Looking up at him with an innocent expression, she declared:

“Alright, then. No complaints—just do as I say.”

“But first...”

As Tae-ha straightened his upper body, their lips drew dangerously close, and Ji-soo’s hand nestled deeper between his legs grew hotter.

“You can use me however you want. But I need to know your motive.”

She was the same woman who had rejected not only sleeping together but also every small gesture he offered, including rides home. Even borrowing courage from alcohol, her blatant declaration of intent must have a reason. Given her stubborn personality, she wouldn’t explain—but Tae-ha’s intuition was correct.

With a mysterious smile, Ji-soo shook her head. Her hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders, and the diamond earrings sparkled between the strands.

“Nope. I won’t tell you. First time being on the receiving end of abuse of power? Brace yourself—it’s going to be harsh.”

Biting her trembling lips tightly before releasing them, Ji-soo stood up. When she wobbled slightly due to the alcohol, Tae-ha steadied her with a firm grip.

Supported by him, Ji-soo perched herself on his right thigh. His thick, muscular leg intertwined awkwardly with her smooth, pale limbs. The daring slit of her dress revealed the alluring curve from her ankle to her thigh.

Desperate to quench the burning thirst, Tae-ha grabbed her slender ankle and licked and bit it carelessly.

“You once called me impure, remember? You’re right—I am impure, but at least I leave no messy aftermath.”

Rocking her hips slowly back and forth on his lap, Ji-soo’s dangling earrings swayed with each tiny vibration, and her breaths grew heavier.

“Is that offer still valid? Shall we just sleep together?”

“A bit unfair, don’t you think?”

In his current state, focusing on her words was nearly impossible. Tae-ha gripped her narrow waist to steady her. Startled by the friction, Ji-soo lifted her head, her pleasure-drenched eyes locking onto his.

“Why?”

“When I proposed it earlier, you rejected me outright.”

He wasn’t questioning why she changed her mind now but rather sought the reason behind her shift in feelings. Ji-soo understood but feigned ignorance, smiling sweetly. She knew from experience that Tae-ha softened especially when she smiled like this.

“So, you don’t want to do this with me?”

Straightening her back, she directed his gaze to her pert breasts. Fighting the urge to bury his face there, he smiled instead.

Without needing verbal confirmation, Tae-ha read her intentions clearly. Wrapping her thin arms around his neck, she whispered huskily into his ear:

“How could I refuse?”

His large hand squeezed her soft flesh through the thin fabric, creating delicious friction. Startled by the pleasurable pain, Ji-soo shivered.

Feeling certain of his answer without hearing it, Ji-soo aligned herself perfectly over him. As her delicate arms encircled his neck, his deep voice rumbled near her ear:

“There’s no way I’d refuse.”

Gripping her supple buttocks gently before pinching and pulling, Tae-ha elicited a sweet moan from her.

“Our contract period ends on Cha Tae-ha’s wedding day. Am I too wicked?”

“Who gave you the authority to decide?”

Squeezing her pert bottom lightly, he pulled her closer, drawing another sultry moan from her lips.

“The duration is until I choose to let you go. If that happens before marriage, then our agreement concludes beforehand.”

Did a loveless marriage hold such significance? Was it truly an unbreakable business contract, as Yoo-ri suggested? He wondered about the meaning Tae-ha assigned to marriage but couldn’t bring himself to ask.

“I don’t want us to part ways until then. So, stay with me until you become someone else’s man.”

The intensity in Tae-ha’s gaze ignited further as he stared at her tempting lips. Once again, he devoured her mouth without waiting for her response. Biting her soft lower lip, he delved deeper, causing her to flinch and pull back slightly.

Unable to bear the gap, Tae-ha cradled the back of her head and pulled her closer. Fully immersed in the dizzying sensation of his tongue exploring hers, Ji-soo closed her eyes.

Their tongues entwined in heated passion, prolonging the sultry moment. To her persistent questioning, he seemed to murmur both agreement and refusal—a night filled with ambiguity except for their entangled bodies.

From the moment they paid at the sky lounge to stepping into the elevator, hotel corridor, and finally the room, Tae-ha’s insatiable kisses never ceased.

Overwhelmed by his relentless advances, Ji-soo’s body swayed precariously. His sharp gaze dropped to her feet. Ready to scold her for wearing high heels again, he noticed instead the dainty flats adorned with flower motifs.

Finding her doll-like feet fascinating, Tae-ha scooped her up and carried her into the room.

Deep kisses continued as they walked toward the bedroom. Wet sounds of mingling flesh added to the lewd atmosphere.

Once settled on the bed, Tae-ha seated Ji-soo atop his thighs. Realizing what he intended, she squirmed to escape, but the more she struggled, the tighter he held her.

When Tae-ha moved to kiss her while intertwining their fingers, Ji-soo turned her head away.

“Why?”

Though her shy face pleased him, her evasive gaze did not.

The heat between her legs intensified where they connected with his hardness. Ji-soo blushed, feeling the sensations vividly.

“Is this part of your abuse of power?”

“That earlier comment... I was just testing the waters.”

Her sudden shyness at the critical moment made him want to tease her endlessly. Chuckling, Tae-ha licked and nibbled her cheek as she tried to avert her eyes.

Intertwining their fingers, he slipped both hands beneath her skirt. Her thin underwear was already damp with her arousal. Guiding her hand, he pulled the fabric aside.

“I don’t want anyone to know about us.”

“So you plan to play with me and disappear without a trace?”

Her long lashes trembled as she met his gaze.

“Only until the period I mentioned earlier...”

Tae-ha cut her off abruptly, knowing full well he didn’t need to hear the rest.

“Any additional conditions?”

“None.”

“I do.”

Ji-soo’s eyes fixed on the tiny panties in his hand, tense with the fear that he might walk out holding them.

“For the duration of our contract, you belong only to me. No other men—no meals, no phone calls, no private conversations in enclosed spaces. No performances with colleagues either. Regardless of prior commitments, whenever I call, Han Ji-soo comes running to me first.”

Contrary to his cold warning, he plunged into her fiercely, filling her completely. Clinging tightly, Ji-soo surrendered herself fully to the night’s desires.