NT - 12

[Room 3509]

Hae-soo looked down at the text message she had just received, her expression complicated.

Every day, he had called her to his unnecessarily scenic home without fail, so why was he asking to meet at a hotel today, of all days? It had been two weeks since the boat party on the calm waves. And today was also the day she could finally put an end to her relationship with Lee Ho-beom.

Contrary to Hae-soo’s worries, Ho-beom had not made any moves since their last meeting. For a man who had once glared at her with a violent, unsettling intensity that seemed capable of tearing through the pitch-black darkness, his lack of response was somewhat disappointing. She had spent the past few days unable to hide her anxiety.

But contrary to her concerns, life had gone on as usual, and finally, today had arrived. The text message she received last night simply pointed to the address of a hotel. However, he had sent similar messages before to arrange a car to pick her up, so there was nothing particularly unusual about it.

‘The last day.’

It was hard to believe that the day she had longed for had finally come.

In the past, she had clung to Ho-beom, wondering when it would all end, or if it ever would.

But this time was different.

It felt different. Her heart was inexplicably restless, and she knew there was a clear distinction from before.

When she arrived at the hotel room he had texted her about, she knocked on the door. After a brief wait, the doorknob turned, and the door opened. It was the same man she had seen in front of her school and who had come to pick her up before. As she stared at the scar on his cheek, the man gestured for her to step inside. His heavy, silent demeanor remained unchanged, as always. Once Hae-soo stepped inside, he left the room as if following prearranged instructions.

Left alone at the entrance, Hae-soo cautiously stepped further inside. It was just past noon, and the sunlight streaming through the clear sky painted a vivid urban landscape.

A faint mist clung to the pristine glass window, curling like the touch of someone’s hand. In front of the window, sitting on a long sofa, was Lee Ho-beom, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he watched Hae-soo. His hair was slightly damp, as if he had just showered, and he was wearing only a robe. Hae-soo set down the bag she was holding and approached him.

She sat on a single-seater sofa placed next to the one he was occupying. Ho-beom leisurely smoked his cigarette, his eyes fixed on her. His gaze was so intense that she felt like an animal under close observation. His interest was clear and unabashed, cutting through the haze of smoke that filled the air.

Ho-beom finally moved when he picked up a crystal glass placed neatly on the table in front of the sofa. Inside the glass, which held a single round ice cube, was a deep amber-colored liquor. A quick glance revealed an ice bucket, a bottle of liquor, and an empty glass. The color was beautiful, but the taste was likely as bitterly unpleasant as it looked. Ho-beom downed the drink in one go, set the glass down, and reached for the ice bucket.

Using tongs, he dropped a piece of cracked ice into the empty glass and tilted the liquor bottle. The liquid, the same color as what he had just swallowed, flowed smoothly from the bottle’s mouth.

“Drink.”

Hae-soo looked at the glass meant for her. The surface of the liquor rippled gently. After a moment of hesitation, she shook her head.

“Why?”

Ho-beom, who had already emptied his glass, poured himself another drink and raised an eyebrow.

“Because I’m the one offering it?”

“……”

“You always refuse everything I give you.”

“……”

“So, are you refusing this too?”

There was a cold edge to his voice, as if it might snap at any moment. He seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today. It made sense. The man had an oddly persistent streak when it came to things he had set his mind on. And the kiss she had shared with Seo Mu-won right in front of him was likely enough to provoke that level of stubbornness.

“Today’s our last day, isn’t it?”

“……”

“Can’t you drink it as a farewell?”

To suspect that he had spiked the drink would be unreasonable, as Ho-beom had just poured himself a fresh drink from the same bottle and ice bucket. It didn’t seem like he had tampered with either.

The last day… Hae-soo mulled over his words and finally picked up the crystal glass, its surface beaded with condensation. The alcohol was so strong that even a single sip was a struggle. Still, she forced herself to swallow three sips. Her throat felt like it was on fire. A cough eventually escaped her.

“You’re right.”

Hae-soo wiped the moisture from her lips with the back of her hand and spoke.

“Today’s the last day.”

It had been a truly messy relationship. The only thing left was a sense of sentimentality brought on by untimely reflection. They say that if the first button of a relationship is fastened wrong, everything that follows will be awkward and unsightly. She and Ho-beom were exactly that—awkward and unsightly. That’s why it had been such a mess. It was a relationship that would have been better off cut short rather than dragged out. And yet, it had persisted so stubbornly over time, all because of this man’s unpredictable whims.

“Hae-soo.”

She mustered the courage to finish the drink he had poured for her, if only out of courtesy. Unlike her, Ho-beom downed his glass in one gulp and stood up from the sofa. His tall, imposing frame made even the smallest movements feel intense. He threw his glass to the floor as if throwing a tantrum. The glass rolled across the soft rug, spilling its ice.

“You know, I thought you turned me on because you were wearing a school uniform.”

Despite the distance she had tried to maintain by sitting apart, he trudged over and sat on the table across from her. Hae-soo lowered the glass she had been holding near her lips. Clink. The ice inside collided with the glass, creating a scattered sound.

He was wearing a gown, but the ties were undone. Naturally, with the movement of raising his body and taking a step, his upper body, solidly built with muscle, and his enormous cock, which made one wonder why it was displayed so stiffly during a normal conversation, were fully revealed. With each deep breath, Lee Ho-beom’s chest swelled massively, like a shield. Perhaps it was due to his physically demanding profession, but his skeletal development was excessively good. His magnificent chest, capable of easily overshadowing most athletes, obscured Hae-soo.

“But it wasn’t.”

“......”

“I just got aroused because it’s you.”

Perhaps it was because her vision was filled with the broad chest of the man standing before her, but her sight blurred. No, it wasn’t due to external factors. Hae-soo felt her mind becoming hazy, as if threads were unraveling, and she dropped the glass she was holding.

At that moment, Lee Ho-beom reached out and slowly stroked Hae-soo’s knee. Ha, Hae-soo gasped, as if she were suffocating, and shrank back. Even though he had only stroked her with his fingers, a strange shiver ran down her neck, causing the fine hairs to stand on end. Seeing her trembling pupils, Lee Ho-beom smiled lewdly. Upon seeing that villainous smile, Hae-soo’s gaze fell urgently to the shattered glass.

“What, what did you give me...”

“What do you think?”

“Only I... ate, ate something...”

“Of course, I ate it too.”

A shadow fell over Hae-soo, whose upper body had already collapsed. Lee Ho-beom stood up straight and took off his gown. The silk fabric slid down his smooth muscles and pooled at his feet. His already engorged cock throbbed like a weapon.

He grabbed Hae-soo’s chin with one hand and lifted it.

“Ah, your face is amazing.”

Her body was already heating up due to the involuntarily stimulated sensations, and her breathing became rapid, her cheeks flushing a light peach color. More than anything, the unfocused pupils of her clouded eyes filled his core with a tingling excitement. As he scratched under her chin like he would a cat, her thick, dark eyelashes, casting shadows over her eyes, fluttered coquettishly. It was such a seductive reaction that he wanted to thrust his tongue inside and lick her.

“It’s nothing much. Just an aphrodisiac that will make you roll around without thinking for a day or so?”

“Hnn...”

“I used a small amount since it’s for you, just enough to avoid side effects. I eat this kind of thing often, so I can easily handle small amounts.”

Lee Ho-beom lifted one leg and casually inserted it between Hae-soo’s trembling thighs. As he gently rubbed the area of her vulva with his knee, her upper body flinched. And her face, still held in his hand, was so tempting he wanted to devour it. He rubbed his knee smoothly between her parted legs. Hae-soo’s head fell back, and a hot breath escaped her lips.

“Why, uh, this, hng...”

Lee Ho-beom wrapped his arm around her neck and thrust his tongue into her mouth. After lightly stirring the mucous membrane, which was heating up along with her body temperature, he parted his lips with a soft smack.

“Let’s have some fun today.”

“Ah, ahh... uh...!”

It felt like a spark had suddenly fallen into her heart, and somewhere in her body was unbearably hot. It felt like she was nauseous and itchy at the same time. Indefinable, tangled shivers and thrills vividly squeezed her nerves. Moreover, the sensation was rapidly intensifying. Unknown, messy sensations swirling in her blood were crumbling her reason into nothing.

“Has your oral technique improved at all?”

“Ahng...!”

“Let’s see.”

He straightened his upper body, which had been bent towards the sofa, and grabbed Hae-soo’s chin again. Using the strength of his fingers, he pressed down on her lower lip, forcing it open. He gently inserted his already pre-lubricated cock, which was oozing with pre-cum due to the aphrodisiac’s effects. His glans was so large, and Hae-soo’s mouth was so small, that even just the tip filled her mouth.

Her body was burning with primal excitement, her reason was still half-collapsed, and amidst the chaos, Hae-soo was overwhelmed by the tyranny of his cock, which had arbitrarily invaded her mouth. When she reflexively tried to push his thigh away, Lee Ho-beom placed both knees on the sofa where she was sitting, creating a more oppressive position. His stiff cock scraped against her tongue, pushing deeper, causing Hae-soo’s head to sink completely into the back of the sofa.

“Uung... ung... hng...!”

“Haa... still clumsy. You’ve sucked Seo Mu-won’s dick, haven’t you?”

As if punishing her, he reached down and pinched Hae-soo’s nipple tightly. It was a hot day, and her clothing was thin, so even though he pinched and twisted it through the fabric, the sensation was vivid and raw. Hae-soo wriggled her dangling feet beneath the sofa, reacting sensitively.

“Suck it properly. Your lower hole is so loose, but this is as tight as a virgin’s...”

The man’s languid voice stirred her mind. Hae-soo glared at him with tearful eyes, panting. Lee Ho-beom grinned slyly and gripped her hair tightly.

“If you keep glaring at me like that, my dick will explode.”

“Ung, unp...!”

“Damn, you even look pretty when you’re in heat.”

Lee Ho-beom chuckled self-deprecatingly, then gripped Hae-soo’s head and skillfully rocked his hips, using her narrow, warm mouth as a hole. Hae-soo genuinely teared up as her mouth stretched as if it would tear. From the moment he thrust in roughly, his glans had already hit her uvula, making it difficult to breathe. Lee Ho-beom’s oral sex felt unusually brutal today. Like Seo Hae-seung’s deepthroat from the other day, he was ramming her throat with a fierce and violent momentum, as if trying to punch a hole through it.

“Ung, unp, euk... hng...!”

“Haa... feels good.”

He grumbled some dirty talk about how even if she lacked sucking skills, the basic chewy texture was similar, whether from above or below, and thrust his pelvis forcefully. Hae-soo’s nose and mouth were buried in the man’s intimate crotch, and she swayed along, unable to speak. The man’s thick pubic hair scratched her lower face. Every time Lee Ho-beom pushed hard, her head hit the back of the sofa, making her head spin. His fingers groped Hae-soo’s slender cheeks, which bulged as he thrust his cock in.

“Why are you crying... want me to touch your breasts?”

Breathless, flustered, and with tears streaming down her face from the pain of her torn lips, Lee Ho-beom changed the subject in an unexpected direction. She shook her head, but his hands were already in the process of removing her top. Lifting her bra without unfastening it, her flesh was pulled upwards and then sagged down heavily. He casually scraped the hard surface of his cock against Hae-soo’s soft tongue and palate, while pinching her nipple tightly. Her body, more heated than usual, reacted immediately with a sharp flinch.

Lee Ho-beom slowly rubbed her prominent nipples over her soft flesh, while freely moving his cock inside Hae-soo’s mouth. His languid gaze, contrary to his usual ennui, held a violent intensity, as if he were about to tear Hae-soo apart. He, too, was excessively aroused by the aphrodisiac, despite his attempt to appear relaxed.

He gave a cold smile that didn’t match his hot breath.

“Did Director Seo see these tits too? Wasn’t he surprised?”

“Hnn... mph... uh!”

“For a girl with such a demure face, her tits are like watermelons... hoo... I’d be surprised. No, I was surprised myself.”

As he roughly flicked her nipples up and down, making them bounce, a searing sensation shot through her lower abdomen. Her nipples, still swollen from Seo Mu-won’s attention the previous night, were squeezed between his fingers, emitting a perverse pleasure.

Hae-soo, her face already soaked with moisture, barely managed to keep his thick cock in her mouth. Dissatisfied, Lee Ho-beom increased the speed of his thrusts. Not only his hips, but his hands were also busy. With one hand, he plucked at Hae-soo’s prominent nipples, and with the other, he slowly massaged her round testicles, urging her towards climax. The hot sensation scraping her tongue became even more intense, and the mucous membrane holding his cock was saturated with a fishy scent. Just as Hae-soo gasped for breath like a dying person and desperately grabbed his thighs, he pulled his cock out of her. White semen splattered across her clear face as she coughed.

“I, I want to go. Hng...”

Hae-soo pushed against his chest, which was right in front of her, and stumbled to her feet. However, before she could even take a step, she collapsed like a baby deer that hadn’t yet learned to walk. Even trying to stand again was difficult, as her crotch was unbearably itchy and her vision was spinning. In that moment, her waist was suddenly lifted, and she was placed back onto the unwanted sofa. A sigh of disappointment and despair escaped her lips in the form of a moan.

“Didn’t I tell you not to leave during sex?”

To be precise, she was now lying face down.

With her knees raised, her panties were pulled down beneath her skirt, and then her dress was flipped up.

Slap!

“Ah!”

A sharp scream burst from her throat as his merciless hand struck her buttocks. Holding Hae-soo’s wriggling waist tightly, he slapped her other buttock with a resounding smack. Her luscious flesh rippled with the sound of friction, and her pale skin flushed slightly.

“Hng... ah! Uh, stop, stop it... ugh!”

He struck her buttocks alternately with uncontrolled force, her spine stiffening and twitching.

It was strange. It should have been painful, as he was hitting her bare skin. And it was painful, clearly. The searing sensation was accompanied by a distinct pain. But there was also a strange tingling sensation that followed the pain. With each slap, the opening between her spread legs twitched and moistened involuntarily. Even though she knew it was all due to the aphrodisiac Lee Ho-beom had secretly given her, she was deeply confused by her body’s actual reactions.

Slap, slap! Only the lewd sounds echoed through the well-furnished and cozy hotel room. He struck her with absurd force, like an adult scolding a child, and then flipped Hae-soo onto her back.

“Ha, look at this bitch’s wet pussy.”

The man’s eyes, firmly fixed on her thighs, were locked on the exposed opening between them. As his vulgar observation noted, Hae-soo’s opening was already soaked, gulping air as if craving a rod to suck and swallow. The degree of its opening was so desperate that the red flesh inside, similar in color to the inside of her mouth, was fully visible.

“Aah...!”

He inserted two fingers without hesitation and stirred inside her. Her inner walls, burning with desire for stimulation, naturally contracted around his fingers, dripping fluid. The amount of fluid inside was so great that when he pushed his fingers in to the knuckles and stirred, a squelching sound was produced.

Lee Ho-beom, rubbing his flushed cheek against the sofa, looked down at the moaning Hae-soo and reached to his side. Her trembling legs, which hadn’t even attempted to escape, were soon firmly grasped.

“Ung... uh, ah! No, cold, cold...!”

Lee Ho-beom lowered his head to her spread legs, where his fingers had been stirring. He had something in his mouth. She realized it was the ice from the bucket when the frigid sensation, cold enough to freeze her heated core, caused her to clench tightly.

“Haaah... ah, ung!”

He slowly rubbed the ice he held in his mouth against her throbbing vulva. The raw coldness, chilling her hands and feet, raised goosebumps all over her skin. Hae-soo desperately tried to grab his hair and pull him away, but her body, already weakened by the aphrodisiac, had no strength left.

“Ah, ahh... no, no. Cold, ah...!”

His fingers spread her flushed labia wide, and he smeared the ice against her sensitive clit. The chilling sensation met the warmth below, melting quickly. Her crotch was a mess, soaked with either the water from the melting ice or the constant flow of fluids from her throbbing opening.

Lee Ho-beom pressed down on Hae-soo’s kicking calves with firm force, and then pressed the ice, which he had been rubbing against her entrance, into her opening. Her flesh, shrinking from the cold, spread under the external pressure, and the ice began to enter her vagina. Hae-soo’s pupils widened, and her chin jerked up. Broken moans escaped her parted lips. The ice, which had lost its original shape from rubbing against her vulva, soon lodged inside her, rattling. Hae-soo whimpered at the strange sensation. Lee Ho-beom wiped his mouth, wet with a mixture of ice water and fluids, with the back of his hand and lifted his head.

“Your pussy is too hot inside.”

“Hng, hng...”

“I put it in to cool you down.”

After saying this, the man smiled broadly and didn’t release her tightly bound legs, as if he were going to watch. The state of her opening, wet and clinging beneath her moist pubic hair, was fully visible to him.

Lee Ho-beom stared intently at her gaping opening, which was saturated with moisture and panting like it was breathing. Once opened, her vulva wouldn’t close, and unlike usual, it kept gushing out clear fluid, like she was leaking urine. It was the liquid produced by the ice, which he had pushed deep inside, melting against her hot mucous membrane.

“What the fuck? You sucked all this out because I didn’t give you my dick?”

He muttered in a hoarse voice and, as before, shoved two fingers into her vagina. Unlike before, he was now roughly searching the walls of her vagina, which clung tightly to his fingers, as if trying to find something inside. Contrary to his intentions, Hae-soo, who was already extremely sensitive, screamed and shook her head violently.

“Where’s the ice?”

“Ah, uh, ung, that, ugh. Stop...”

“Where’s the one I just put in, huh?”

“I don’t know. Hng, I don’t know... ah, ahh...!”

As he rummaged through her soft flesh, another finger was added, and his palm turned upwards. In this state, he began to properly thrust inside, finally resembling a form of caress. Watery fluid squelched out of his wide palm. As the intensity of the stimulation increased, the fluid began to spurt out in parabolic arcs, some of it even reaching Lee Ho-beom’s cheek. Nevertheless, Lee Ho-beom, with a sharp edge hidden beneath his languid demeanor, focused on ravaging Hae-soo’s lower body.

“Ah, uh, hng, ung... ung! Ah, ah...!”

Hae-soo’s body curled up into a ball, unable to escape, blocked by the back of the sofa. Lee Ho-beom gently scratched her heated clit and then pulled his hand away at the right moment. Still far from climax, her insides throbbed with unbearable itchiness. The moment Hae-soo, unable to resist her instincts, lifted her hungry eyes, Lee Ho-beom knelt on the floor and positioned himself properly. His cock, which had been in his mouth and sucked on with difficulty, was now rubbed against her wet entrance, as if it had been showered.

“Ah, no. Not now, not now...!”

She was on the verge of climax. It was a sensation that made her even more anxious and uneasy. If she received his cock in this state...

“Ah... ugh!”

Her joined openings parted, and his thick, magnificent cock entered, widening the gap. All the shivers that had been heating her nerves to the point of collapse were released, and her inner walls tightened around him with indescribable force. Sensing the tight contraction, Lee Ho-beom let out a rough curse.

“Ha... you came?”

“Uh, hng, ah...”

Lee Ho-beom grabbed Hae-soo’s wrists, which she had been using to try to cover herself, and held them in place, glancing down. Her opening, which had swallowed the shaft of his cock up to the base of his testicles, twitched and released sticky fluid from its folds. When he pulled his hips back, the amount of fluid overflowing, as if she were urinating, increased. When he pushed back in, Hae-soo trembled and cried out, as if electrocuted.

He slowly moved his hips inside her, lifting Hae-soo’s chin slightly. The focus of her hazy, unfocused eyes was faint. It was an expression where it was difficult to find even fragments of reason. Especially when he used his hip strength to slide his cock along the curves of her bumpy vaginal walls, and thus, when he wickedly tapped her deep, sensitive uterine wall, her melting reaction was truly blatant. To confirm that this wasn’t just his imagination, he stopped his slow thrusting, and she immediately whined.

“Faster, ha, ah...!”

“Suck my tongue.”

As he leaned in and commanded, like a final check, Hae-soo cupped his hard, marble-like cheeks and dutifully sucked on his proffered tongue. Lee Ho-beom grinned deeply and completely enveloped Hae-soo’s lips with his own. Her compliance was proof that she was utterly consumed by lust. Even knowing that her reactions were not her own, but rather a result of being half-eaten and dominated by the aphrodisiac, Lee Ho-beom liked it. Even if he willingly played this blind man’s bluff, the fact that she wanted him thoroughly saturated his mind with pleasure.

Hae-soo, seemingly pleased by the sensation of their tongues intertwining in a kiss, wrapped her arms around Lee Ho-beom’s neck and gently sucked on his tongue. Even so, she impatiently wriggled her buttocks on the sofa, as if demanding he move. When he moved his hips as she wished, thrusting deep inside, she let out a sensual moan through her parted lips, her limbs spasming like an aspen.

Her legs were draped over his shoulders, her body on the sofa almost folded in half. Lee Ho-beom gripped her swaying calves, which seemed to be sliding down his muscular shoulders, and thrust deep inside. The sensation of being harshly impaled and scraped from the inside was violent and rude. The sheer audacity of his assault made her nerves blaze even hotter. It was impossible to maintain her sanity as he poured intense stimulation into her trembling body, which craved it. It felt as if only her most primal cells were alive, almost frighteningly so. Like she had become a beast.

“Haaah!”

He suddenly lifted Hae-soo high. Her center of gravity shifted downwards, and his half-withdrawn cock tore further into her vagina, as if by design. He placed her legs over his arms and lightly lifted her hips, causing fluid to drip from her parted opening.

“Ah! Ung! Ah, ahh...!”

Lee Ho-beom repeated this several times as he carried her to the bedroom inside the suite. Hae-soo’s reason, already long since collapsed, was completely lost in the haze of pleasure, her eyes spinning. So, even when he stood her in front of the window and brutally thrust into her from behind like a male dog, she moaned mindlessly, her arousal fluid gushing from below like a flood.

“Haa, you’re loving this to death. Dying...”

“Ung, ah, ah, uh, ah... hng!”

He thrust so quickly and breathlessly that even her moans couldn’t last more than a syllable. Holding onto the window with both hands, she leaned forward, trembling on tiptoes. She almost fell, her legs giving out, but Lee Ho-beom’s firm embrace around her waist prevented it.

“Imagine if this was the first floor.”

“Hng, ah, ah... ahh... uh-huh!”

“All the men passing by would have gotten nosebleeds seeing you like this.”

Lee Ho-beom gripped her right breast, which hung down and swayed roughly, tightly enough to hurt. Her flesh was so dense that even when he cupped it in his large hand, it bulged out between his fingers. Though he had jokingly called them watermelons, the size of her breasts truly justified the comparison, fueling Lee Ho-beom’s sharp excitement. As he teasingly scratched her stiff nipple, her delicate spine shuddered.

“Or maybe they would have watched this and, haa, grabbed their dicks and masturbated awkwardly...”

“Like me,” he murmured, gripping Hae-soo’s hips tightly with both hands and increasing his speed. His thrusts were so intense that he struck areas beyond the reach of his fingers, and his movements as he withdrew from her vulva were as skillful and lewd as his past boasts about his sexual prowess.

“Ah, ah, ah...!”

The force of his thrusts was so powerful that Hae-soo was completely overwhelmed, unable to move, and cried out.

Each time his glans savagely hammered her cervix, her vision flashed white. He pulled one of her legs up close, adjusting their position to an even more bizarre angle. Their groins collided with a squelching sound, and the thick, white foam that had gathered between them dripped onto the rug beneath their feet. It was the foam created by his ejaculation, which he had released inside her while continuing to thrust.

Hae-soo, so thoroughly spent from his relentless and sensual hip movements that she could have easily lost consciousness, immediately collapsed onto the spot when he fully withdrew his cock after pounding her until their hips collided with a resounding thud.

The area where his thick weapon had been was still numb and stretched into a cylindrical shape from how roughly he had pounded her. Normally, she might have fled, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure that bordered on pain, but not today. The dizzying and burning sensation, enough to make her vulva swell, made her swallow hard. The desire that had not yet been fully quenched smoldered inside her.

Hae-soo lifted her flushed face and looked at Lee Ho-beom, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. His cock, still erect and throbbing, oozed white fluid.

“Come here.”

Even with his “third leg,” as it could be called, rudely erect, he didn’t lose his composure. This only made Hae-soo’s heart beat faster.

Her reason, already lost and broken, desperately wanted to satisfy this craving, even if it meant receiving the cock of this shameless and calculating man. Hae-soo was so consumed by intense arousal that she was incapable of normal thought. She tried to stand, but her legs, still slick with fluid from his cock, were too weak to support her.

Lee Ho-beom’s deep, dark eyes curved into a lewd smile. It was both seductive and savage. As if hypnotized, Hae-soo crawled towards him on her knees. She was a pitiful sight, yet strangely captivating, unable to look away, the very image of a femme fatale.

Lee Ho-beom teased her with his eyes as she crawled towards him, her large breasts swaying and her vulva dripping with sticky fluid, longing for his cock. When she reached between his legs, he grabbed her chin and kissed her.

“It would have been better if you were this obedient from the start.”

He muttered something incomprehensible and used his tongue to pry open Hae-su’s lips. Then, he pushed the saliva he had gathered inside her mouth, as if transferring it. Hae-su, like an innocent animal devoid of any sense of repulsion, sucked it down. He slowly rubbed her swollen, plump nipples between his fingers, and her tear-soaked eyelashes fluttered pitifully. It was certainly a reaction that stimulated Lee Ho-beom.

“Hnn, mph...”

While deeply sucking each other’s mouths, he slipped his hands under Hae-su’s armpits and easily lifted her delicate frame. He sat her on his lap, and she swayed her hips slightly back and forth, seemingly thrilled by the firm sensation of his cock against her buttocks. As if praising her for crawling this far, he guided the thick shaft of his cock to her slick opening and pushed it in. Hae-su shuddered slightly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Do you like my dick?”

“Hnn...”

“Do you like my dick?”

Strangely, those seemingly insignificant lewd words pierced through her hazy mind. Lee Ho-beom gripped and spread Hae-su’s buttocks, urging her to answer. The large cock inside her pulsed with veins and thrust deeper.

Ah, as she moaned reflexively at the tingling sensation that relieved her itch, he licked her cheek and asked again, “Do you like it?”

It was a question demanding a definite answer. It was a pathetic emotional exploitation, trying to get the desired answer even by pushing her into this dizzying abyss of arousal. Even in her chaotic state, caused by the aphrodisiac, Hae-su clearly understood this. At that moment, her infinitely blurred reason suddenly found focus. When the man’s incomprehensible longing pierced through her collapsed mind, she didn’t want to comply with his wishes. In fact, she wanted to separate their joined bodies, but it was difficult to ignore the burning lust that raged within her like a wildfire.

In the end, she tilted her chin away, avoiding the answer, and kissed Lee Ho-beom. Even as his tongue was being sucked, the man, with his ruggedly handsome features, persistently stared at Hae-su’s face without blinking. His scrutinizing eyes were filled with an unwavering, unrefined desire.

While holding onto Lee Ho-beom’s neck, she moved her hips, trying to stimulate herself with his cock, which was deeply lodged inside her like a snake’s body.

‘Someone... is there?’

She sensed a presence outside the bedroom, where she was entangled with Lee Ho-beom, completely naked. However, she couldn’t investigate it as her mind was thrown into disarray. Lee Ho-beom grabbed her waist and lightly shifted their position.

Her back rubbed against the soft bed, and her legs spread into a V-shape. His cock, with its prominent veins, settled against her wet vulva and gently rubbed. Even with this light friction, an incredibly sweet thrill ran down her spine, like someone had dropped honey on her tongue.

“Ung... faster...”

She grabbed his broad chest and pleaded in a breathless voice. Every time his cock, slick and throbbing, brushed against her entrance, a desperate sigh escaped her lips. She vividly remembered the moment when he had ruthlessly thrust inside, stirring and tearing her inner flesh, and she was driven mad with longing. However, Lee Ho-beom didn’t enter, instead leaving small kisses on her lips.

“Answer properly.”

“Haa...”

“Do you like it?”

He relentlessly pressed her, showing no intention of letting her evasion slide.

“Whether it’s my dick or fucking, just answer. Do you like it... huh?”

Lee Ho-beom was the one who had urged her to sell her body, yet his actions strangely made him seem like a male prostitute catering solely to Hae-su. It was as if he desperately wanted to obtain even a sliver of her heart, even with this body.

The speed of his cock, which was teasing her between her legs, gradually increased. As the friction intensified, the sliver of reason that had briefly surfaced was instantly clouded. Finally, the glans, as large as a child’s fist, spread her gaping entrance, like a fish swallowing bait, and thrust inside. At that moment, as her heart trembled violently, her lips parted involuntarily.

“I like it...”

In her vision, blurred by heat, she clearly saw the man’s lips curve into a smile. As if in reward, her vagina, embracing his glans, opened further, and his shaft thrust in roughly.

“I like it, ah, I like it...” Like a child nagging, once the words were out, they repeated themselves endlessly.

Her waist arched into a sensuous curve, lifting her into the air. She wrapped her slender legs, extended in a V-shape towards the ceiling, around Lee Ho-beom’s firm waist, moaning long and languidly like a cat. The vein-studded shaft scraped against her sensitive inner nerves, plunging deep inside, creating an unbearable pleasure. Her mind filled with searing heat, and her lower abdomen, which had been tingling as if being squeezed, loosened, massaging her entire body with a tingling sensation.

“Haaa... ah!”

The moment after his abdomen convulsed violently, having inserted his thick cock to the root, a raw pleasure, as if her head were about to split open, surged over her like a tidal wave, belying his previous leisurely demeanor. He began to pound her relentlessly, leaving no room to breathe.

“Ah! Ah, ahh, hng, uh...!”

Thwack, thwack, thwack! Her lower body opened wide, numb, and the glistening fluid that had pooled inside her burst forth, dripping down. Their groins, meeting and separating in quick succession, then slamming back together, were a mess of each other’s fluids.

Both her and his pubic hair were soaked and clung to their flesh. As she matched her body to his rapid hip movements, Hae-su’s white buttocks bounced rhythmically on the sheets. Beyond her perineum, her luscious buttocks were also soaked and glistening with various fluids. It was an utterly debauched act of sex.

“You like it?”

“Yes... ah, hng, I, I like it...!”

Just as she was about to cling to Lee Ho-beom’s neck like a lifeline, her body melting from the heat that thoroughly enveloped her from head to toe,

“So I’ve heard.”

The sound of encroaching shoes grazed her ears.

The steady rhythm and pace, the undeniable weight—the strangely familiar sound suddenly crashed into Hae-su’s consciousness, which had been repeatedly unraveling and twisting. A sensation akin to chills crawled down her spine.

Hae-su’s head, pinned to the soft bed by the large man, turned to the side. The movement was stiff and creaky, like an un-oiled machine.

First, she saw long legs encased in gray trousers. Even that alone twisted her insides, as if they were filled with a heavy sense of foreboding. Her heart began to pound with a different rhythm than before, the intensity of its throbbing so extreme that it seemed it would burst through her ribs.

As her gaze slowly rose, the blurriness gradually cleared. The moment she recognized the person within the now sharply defined outline, Hae-su nearly fainted. The coldness that washed over her nerves, which had been burning so intensely, stiffened her limbs. The upside-down face of Seo Mu-won loomed before her, a terrifying nightmare beyond anything she could have imagined.

Why?

Why was he here...?

“Ah... ha...! Ugh!”

Her shock and bewilderment didn’t last long. Lee Ho-beom thrust his half-withdrawn cock back in. Her body convulsed reflexively, and more slick fluid gushed from below. However, once the heat subsided and her mind snapped back to clarity, everything felt mortifying and horrifying.

A somewhat faded memory of the past painfully overlapped with the present reality. Seo Hae-seung had come to her cramped room while she was having sex with Lee Ho-beom, standing like a stone statue in the doorway...

“Hng, ha, stop! Ah, please...! Stop, ung, hah!”

“You arrived just in time, Director Seo. You’re always punctual, haa, to the minute.”

“Hng, ah, ahh...!”

“Director Seo was so eager to show off how he had Hae-su, it made my stomach churn.”

“No, no! Ah! Ahh...!”

“So, I invited him to show off a little myself.”

Hae-su, pale as a ghost, thrashed about, desperately trying to cover her exposed, intertwined bodies, which were being broadcast like a scene from an uncensored pornographic film. She shook her head, her face contorted in a cry, but Lee Ho-beom cruelly grabbed her wrists with one hand, pinning them above her head, exposing their squelching, colliding groins. He then gave Seo Mu-won, who stood like an uninvited guest, a sly grin.

She was caught.

That single thought filled Hae-su’s mind, consuming her like a festering mold. All of her thought processes shattered into pieces, and a gray sense of impending doom, mixed with a lingering, oblivious arousal, warped her mind. She couldn’t bear to see Seo Mu-won’s expression, just like she couldn’t with Seo Hae-seung. In his case, she had an even clearer idea of what she would see.

He would surely find her repulsive.

With eyes of contempt and disgust, he looked at her...

“Ah!”

The manhood that had been roughly rubbing against my inner walls was suddenly pulled out. My body, limp and loose like a rag, was forcibly pulled up and seated. Lee Ho-beom sat her up, leaning her against his chest. Before she could even gather herself, her legs were spread wide, revealing her wetness to Seo Mu-won, who stood outside the bed. Her gaze, muddled and seeking escape, locked with his.

The sight of the man’s flawless features, now colder than ever, sent Hae-soo’s heart plummeting to the depths.

“Let me ask you something.”

“...”

“How many times have we been together?”

As if to give a hint, Lee Ho-beom lowered his hand and spread open Hae-soo’s soaked opening, where frothy bubbles clung. The still-hot opening, with its wrinkled, wet folds, vividly revealed the coral-colored flesh within. A sinister storm raged in Seo Mu-won’s glassy eyes, a wave of undisguised disgust that was enough to shatter Hae-soo’s fragile heart.

Lee Ho-beom, holding Hae-soo’s trembling body in place, thrust his long middle finger deep into her wide-open core.

“Hnnng...!”

His finger was soon buried in the sticky flesh. Pushing all three knuckles in, he swirled his finger in circles, the sound of gushing fluids filling the air, a testament to their recent passionate encounter. Indeed, arousal fluid trickled down her labia. Lee Ho-beom, as if showing off, stirred Hae-soo’s wet core in front of Seo Mu-won, tauntingly.

“Mr. Seo, you haven’t slept with Ahn Hae-soo yet, have you? That’s why you can afford to be so nonchalant. Once you taste this hole, you’ll lose all that composure. That’s how I ended up like this.”

The thrusting motions inside quickened. The lewd sounds of gushing fluids echoed through the luxurious bedroom. “Ah, ah...” Hae-soo gasped, her chin raised high. She grabbed Lee Ho-beom’s arm and shook her head.

“Ah, hnnng, hnnng... stop, ah... please... hnn...”

Lee Ho-beom, determined to bring her to climax in front of Seo Mu-won, covered her core with his entire palm, rubbing all her sensitive spots, including her clit, with a sticky friction.

Hae-soo, unable to suppress her moans, lost the last bit of strength in her body. Having been with three men, her body was well-versed in pleasure and ecstasy. Especially tonight, under Lee Ho-beom’s influence, she had been given an aphrodisiac. Even if she wanted to resist, her willpower couldn’t keep up. Her patience was as short-lived as a burnt-out wick.

Noticing how Hae-soo’s inner walls were clenching around his finger with unprecedented force, Lee Ho-beom quickly withdrew his hand and lifted her body. He placed her on his thigh, her bare bottom spread wide to reveal her throbbing entrance, perfectly positioned for Seo Mu-won to see the penetration.

“Ah, ah...!”

As expected, she was on the verge of climax. The moment he thrust all the way in, her small body convulsed as if struck by lightning. A dizzying rush of excitement, like a tightly clenched fist, melted her from head to toe.

Lee Ho-beom grabbed a handful of her flowing hair, her straightened back now fully visible to Seo Mu-won. The rigid line of her spine, taut with mind-shattering pleasure, vividly displayed the intensity of her ecstasy. Lee Ho-beom licked Hae-soo’s delicate jawline, provocatively meeting Seo Mu-won’s gaze over her shoulder.

“Now that you’ve seen me fuck her, you won’t be able to anymore, will you? Tsk. What a pity.”

It was at that moment that Seo Mu-won, who had been uncomfortably watching the scene, turned away. Though his back was turned, Hae-soo sensed it keenly. The reaction shattered something within her. Seo Mu-won’s footsteps, showing no hesitation as he left this filthy place, seemed to tear through her crumbling heart.

Hae-soo involuntarily turned back.

Before her searching gaze could grasp Seo Mu-won’s retreating figure, her head was firmly held in place, forced back to its original position.

“Look at me.”

“...”

“Don’t turn away.”

A possessive desire, thick and swampy, permeated his voice. Lee Ho-beom’s hand held her gaze firmly, allowing her to look only at him. Her heart churned with unease. Hae-soo pushed against his chest, her expression a mask of choked sobs. Even when she managed to open her mouth, only a cry of resentment escaped. She couldn’t forget Seo Mu-won’s eyes, seeing her intertwined with Lee Ho-beom’s naked body as if she were a disgusting monstrosity.

“Still crying?”

Lee Ho-beom laid Hae-soo down on her back, her face streaked with tears as she glared at him. His body cast a shadow over her. He grasped her soft thigh and thrust his thick manhood into her slick, open core. With a twist of his hips, Hae-soo buried her face in the sheets, her last shred of dignity shattered.

Her reaction was similar to, yet different from, the one she had shown with Seo Hae-seung. It wasn’t shame or self-loathing, but a grief born from an inability to contain her overwhelming emotions. She was expressing her profound despair at being caught in this act with Lee Ho-beom by Seo Mu-won. This naturally fueled Lee Ho-beom’s fury.

“Don’t act like this. As if you had feelings for Mr. Seo.”

“Hnn...”

“Don’t show me this wounded expression.”

The hand gripping her hair tightened, pulling at her scalp. Yet, Hae-soo pushed against his chest and thrashed her legs, trying to create distance. He easily subdued her struggles and relentlessly pounded into her wet core. A near-madness flickered in his dark eyes.

“Ten times? That’s a joke. I never intended to end things with you like that. The contract can be torn up, and I knew Seo Mu-won would realize you’d been with another man.”

“Hnn, ah...!”

“Do you know what I regretted most when you betrayed me and disappeared? Not getting you pregnant.”

He pressed his hand over Hae-soo’s swollen lower abdomen, filled to bursting with his manhood. With little flesh on her stomach, he could almost feel the head of his cock through her skin. The rough sensation excited his nerves.

“I should have made you carry my child, no matter what. Even if it took days, I should have kept you tied up and fed you only my semen. Huh? Then none of this would have happened.”

“Hnn, let go, let go...!”

“Even if you love Mr. Seo, what can you do? He’ll reject you now.”

Lee Ho-beom gritted his teeth and forced a kiss on Hae-soo. Having already lost all sense of passion, Hae-soo simply wept, sinking into the bed as if wanting to disappear.

“I’m the only one who’ll take you like this.”

“No...”

Hae-soo’s repeated rejections bleached his mind white. Her constant glances towards the door where Seo Mu-won had vanished twisted his insides with rage. A burning, gnawing discomfort spread through his body.

“Then why did you do it?”

His voice dropped to a low growl. His vision blurred with anger.

“I asked you to live with me! Damn it, do you know how I felt when I said that...?”

Lee Ho-beom, completely losing control, thrust his hips wildly. Every time Hae-soo squirmed beneath him, trying to escape, he plunged his manhood deep into her, striking the sensitive cervix. Each time, her inner walls clenched involuntarily, and she cried out sharply.

Lee Ho-beom leaned over her, his face inches from hers. A cold, dark light flickered in his black eyes, like a reflection of madness. His patience had run out, revealing his true self. His emotions were a tangled mess.

“When I went to find you, the card was thrown away, and you were gone. I stayed in that house for a week, wondering what you were...”

His words stopped abruptly, and he turned his head. His emotions were so raw that even this simple movement was filled with uncontrolled savagery.

“...What?”

He had turned because he sensed a presence that had just reappeared.

In this chaotic scene, there was only one person who could possibly return. But he had assumed that person would never look back, making Lee Ho-beom puzzled.

He sneered at Seo Mu-won, who stood silently by the bed.

“Why, want to join? A threesome?”

Hae-soo, still sobbing, turned her tear-streaked face and froze again.

“It’ll be impossible.”

“......”

“You can’t, even if you die...”

His lips twisted into a cruel sneer, but he stopped mid-sentence. His gaze had fallen on Seo Mu-won’s crotch. Seo Mu-won’s groin was noticeably swollen, even to the naked eye. He stood before Hae-soo and Lee Ho-beom, who were intertwined naked like mating snakes, and unbuckled his belt.

“Director...”

Hae-soo’s unsteady voice cut through the strangely grotesque scene. Seo Mu-won’s expression was blank. It was as if a cold wave had washed over him, stealing away all emotion, leaving behind a chilling calm, or rather, a terrifyingly suppressed rage.

The next moment, Hae-soo’s waist, which had been beneath Lee Ho-beom, was seized and pulled away.

“Director, wai...!”

Her hips were grabbed and spread wide, her prone position exposing her tightly clenched anus. Her spine shivered at the force. Then, something touched the entrance where Lee Ho-beom’s cock had just been, rubbing against it. Something hard and rod-like... Hae-soo’s face paled further, and then a large glans pushed through her flesh.

“Ah...!”

Her pupils shook as if splitting in two. The fact that it was Seo Mu-won’s cock tearing into her was too much for Hae-soo to comprehend. She had vaguely imagined having sex with him someday, but not in this worst-case scenario. To be taking Seo Mu-won’s cock while her insides and entrance were still sticky with Lee Ho-beom’s semen...

“Hnnng!”

The thick glans was a bit overwhelming, but once it was fully buried inside, the rest was easy. Seo Mu-won gripped Hae-soo’s hips and thrust into her. This too was unfamiliar. He, who had always drawn a line at sex, yet had caressed her with such melting tenderness, was now... what was he doing?

Hae-soo’s prone position crumbled, her upper body losing strength and collapsing. Lee Ho-beom’s cock, still wet and glistening from being inside her, brushed against her cheek. Lee Ho-beom, as if suddenly attacked, instinctively grabbed Hae-soo.

“Hnn, Di, ah, Director, wai...! Ah, ahh, hnn...”

Seo Mu-won gripped Hae-soo’s soft buttocks and pounded into her with no rhythm. Yet, his size, too large for her hands to fully encompass, delivered a jolting stimulation no matter how he thrust. Hae-soo’s body swayed back and forth, her face repeatedly hitting Lee Ho-beom’s cock. They were so entangled that she could have buried her face in his crotch.

“Hnn, ah... ahh! Hnn...!”

Seo Mu-won was certainly clumsy, but that only made it more maddening. He thrust in unexpected directions, giving her no time to breathe, exhausting her inner walls. It was no wonder Hae-soo’s nerves were melting. Lee Ho-beom’s gaze slid down Hae-soo’s back, which swayed precariously above his lower body. His thick, swollen cock, dripping with his semen, repeatedly pushed into her wet core. It was a ludicrous situation.

“You’re a germaphobe, right?”

How could someone with such a severe psychological disorder do this? He knew that the foam around her entrance was his semen, not her fluids. Lee Ho-beom compared Seo Mu-won’s neurotic symptoms, which he had witnessed firsthand, with his current actions, and a wry smile played on his lips. He had considered many possibilities, but this was not one of them.

Seo Mu-won did not answer the mocking question. In fact, he was too consumed to answer.

It felt as if his lower body was rotting. It was indescribably filthy and grotesque. His mind felt like it was being buried in a pile of garbage. It was such a contaminated hole.

Yet, ironically, it felt incredibly good. The impulse that had suddenly seized him, shattering his carefully constructed reason and bringing him back here, was justified by the sensation.

He found it disgusting, yet he couldn’t stop moving his hips like a dog in heat. Hae-soo’s inside. The flesh he had only tasted with his hands and tongue was far superior to anything he had imagined.

The feeling of her inner walls clenching around his throbbing cock sent shivers of ecstasy down his spine. Disgusting, good. Filthy, but still good. Unclean, but still good. The pleasure was so intense that it erased all unpleasantness and revulsion. He was mortified that he could only describe it as “good.” This was a new world of sensation he had never experienced in his life. Damn it, hell. He repeated these curses silently, thrusting into Hae-soo’s core.

Hae-soo’s chin was gripped and lifted as she let out a small cry. Lee Ho-beom gazed at her face, which was still dripping with Seo Mu-won’s semen. It was not much different from when he had been thrusting into her. This angered him. His sunken pupils swirled with a dark intensity. He pulled Hae-soo’s half-collapsed upper body up, making her lean against him.

“Hae-soo.”

“Hnn, ah, ah...!”

It was maddening. Lee Ho-beom was in front, and Seo Mu-won was behind. The secrets, the power struggles, the confusing mix of emotions born from their respective relationships—all had been exposed, then submerged again. Now, all that remained was base desire and greed.

“How can you feel like that?”

“Ah, uh-huh!”

“I’m hurt, baby...”

Lee Ho-beom’s voice was rough. Unlike his seemingly sincere tone, his voice was clearly tainted with madness. Just as Hae-soo felt uneasy, something touched the entrance where Seo Mu-won’s cock had been repeatedly thrusting. Forgetting her weakness from Seo Mu-won’s relentless piston action, she froze like ice.

“Ah, ah, no... no...!”

The entrance, filled with Seo Mu-won’s cock, was being forcibly widened by Lee Ho-beom’s glans. Already filled to the brim with a massive rod, there was no more room. As proof, Hae-soo’s hole was stretched taut, even its wrinkles smoothed out. Hae-soo, gripping Lee Ho-beom’s chest, shook her pale face.

“St, stop...! Tear, hnn, tear... it’s tearing...!”

Even as she scratched his chest with her nails and begged with a hoarse voice, Lee Ho-beom stubbornly pushed his cock in. As if determined to claim his share. Seo Mu-won, noticing the slightly stiffer thrusting, frowned slightly. The moment he spread Hae-soo’s buttocks wide and pulled his cock out a little, Lee Ho-beom’s pushed in fiercely, demanding co-existence.

“Ah... ahhh!”

Hae-soo’s back arched deeply, her chin lifting sharply. It felt like her bottom was being torn apart. No, it might already have been torn. Or perhaps it was her womb, not just the entrance. The swelling in her abdomen was that extreme. The bizarre volume created by the two men’s stubbornness clung to her, tearing at her weakened nerves. Yet, it wasn’t over. Unfortunately, the two men’s cooperation came in a strange place. As Lee Ho-beom took a deep breath and Seo Mu-won swallowed dryly, they both thrust their hips up.

“......!”

She realized for the first time that when the mind and body face overwhelming pain and pressure, the sound doesn’t come out but wells up inside. Hae-soo’s features slackened, her vision blurring. Unswallowed saliva trickled down her lips. Lee Ho-beom thrust his tongue into her open mouth, and Seo Mu-won reached around from behind, grabbing her swaying breasts. Trapped between two wall-like men, Hae-soo had to endure an almost fainting shock.

“Ah... ah, ah... ahh!”

Lee Ho-beom moved first. He skillfully navigated the unexpectedly tight and dry flesh, sucking on Hae-soo’s lips. The pressure was so intense that if he sped up and pounded her insides, he could really ruin her. With the last dregs of reason, he slowly moved his hips, a hard object scraping against his cock’s skin. The identity of that object was disgustingly obvious: Seo Mu-won’s cock, lodged in the same hole.

“Gasp, hnn... st, stop... pull, pull out... huh!”

Her entire lower body was numb. A pain that felt like her waist was breaking burned the entrance of her hole. Hae-soo tilted her head back, her expression one of near-fainting. Seo Mu-won, who had thrust his firm scrotum deep into her perineum, pulled his cock out, the inner flesh clinging and stretching with it. Before his rod was completely out, Lee Ho-beom’s cock re-entered, scraping against the folds. The force of pushing the clinging flesh back in made her buttocks tremble. As if one instance of cooperation was enough, the two men moved in completely different rhythms.

“Ahhh, ah... pain, hnn, stop... pull, pull out... ah, ple, huh, please... ah...!”

It was the first time her moans had been so fragmented. It was a clear sign that her thought processes were completely shattered. As the two thick cocks pumped out searing heat and thrashed inside her with their own rhythms, her head burned.

The pain was still there, but perhaps because of the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac, her lower abdomen throbbed. Seo Mu-won breathed heavily and bit Hae-soo’s earlobe. As his cock began to thrust into her still-open entrance, the thin fluids clinging to her walls burst out.

“Uhh... ah, ahh, stop, ah, ahaahh...!”

Lee Ho-beom wrapped his lips around Hae-soo’s gasping tongue, sucking it, and pressed his lower body closer. He also began to piston after joining. Two different pieces of flesh, one with a smooth curve and the other straight, each exuding a distinct presence, took turns pounding her insides, making Hae-soo tremble like an aspen, clenching her inner thighs. Each time, sticky fluid gushed down her thighs.

“Hnn, um... ah, ah, ahhh...!”

The beasts clinging to her front and back had their own ways of caressing. When Seo Mu-won grabbed her chin and kissed her, Lee Ho-beom bit her pudding-like breasts. When Lee Ho-beom grabbed her neck and stole a kiss, Seo Mu-won reached down and rubbed her swollen clit. The pounding thrusts into her melted hole continued. Despite the pain from being overly stretched, flashes of light now flickered endlessly before her eyes.

They were all insane. It was no exaggeration to say they had lost their minds. Like beasts devoid of reason, they were driven by lust, thrusting and being thrust, screaming, crying, and being horrified, then ecstatic again. Even Lee Ho-beom, who usually spewed lewd jokes, was completely consumed by this chaotic scene, lost in the moment.

“Ah, ahhh...!”

Lee Ho-beom sat up on the bed, pulling Hae-soo’s moaning form onto his lap. She straddled his thighs, and Seo Mu-won pressed in behind her, parting her buttocks and thrusting his cock inside.

Hae-soo, her eyes blurry, glanced at the large mirror on the closet in the corner of the room. She saw clearly how two penises plunged into her reddened opening and were withdrawn, under the hands of Lee Ho-beom, who gripped her thighs, and Seo Mu-won, who spread her white buttocks wide. Seo Mu-won, who had only unzipped his pants and stood outside the bed as if excluded from the act, was clearly a participant, his cock stirring her core with ravenous intensity.

“Hiss! Ah, ah, ah...! Tear, hnn, it hurts... ahh...!”

Lee Ho-beom squeezed and kneaded her swaying breasts on his chest. Seo Mu-won languidly licked the delicate curve of her back, from her shoulder blades.

The two men desired only one thing.

To deeply deposit their semen inside her, who was sucking their cocks as if wanting to drink their fluids. They could endure the grating sensation of their ridged cocks rubbing against each other for that.

The pace of their thrusts quickened, pounding into her as if to destroy her inner walls. Hae-soo, unable to even moan, gasped, her fluids gushing out. The men’s groins were soaked with her vaginal fluids.

“Ah... ah, hiss! Ahhh!”

The rhythm increased, and the two large glans pounded against her cervix, pushing it up. Hae-soo’s vision blurred, and her chest swelled. The heat that had been accumulating inside her finally reached her head, exploding like fireworks. The two cocks, filling her tight core as if to tear it, writhed savagely. As Hae-soo reached a violent climax, her walls contracted beyond measure, causing them to ejaculate simultaneously. Hae-soo, feeling the warm fluids filling her womb, lost consciousness.

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When she opened her eyes again, Hae-soo was alone in the large room. She tried to push herself up, but her body felt as if it were weighed down by a boulder.

She listlessly watched the blurred scenery. Her memories were fragmented, like cut pieces of film. She clearly remembered the sex continuing afterward, her body covered in the men’s fluids, and the two men, who, despite their mutual disgust, discomfort, annoyance, and disapproval, were completely unyielding in their desire for her.

Cough. A dry cough escaped her parched throat.

“Ugh...”

She barely managed to get off the bed, but a pain like being hit in the back with a hammer struck her. Unable to stop herself, Hae-soo collapsed, staring blankly at the floor. The shock wouldn’t subside. She wanted to dismiss it as a nightmare, but the still-open feeling below and the tingling pain around it reminded her that it was real.

As she raised her head, all the events that had taken place here flooded back. Lee Ho-beom had called Seo Mu-won here. That’s why their secret meeting, which was to be their last, had been exposed. And Seo Mu-won, for some reason, had left and then returned, and then he and Lee Ho-beom...

“Ugh.”

Nausea prevented her from continuing her thoughts. In this blurry state, one impulse stood firm: she had to escape. She had to get out of here before Seo Mu-won or Lee Ho-beom returned.

Hae-soo moved as if crawling, barely managing to grab onto the wall and stand. She walked in a zigzag, unsteady path, like a sick person, and entered the suite’s living room. The ice bucket, empty bottles, and a glass rolling on the round rug were still there. Hae-soo stared at them with dry eyes and grabbed her bag, which was neatly placed to one side. With trembling hands, she checked the contents. Thankfully, everything was still there.

“Ugh, hnn...”

Just walking a few steps and moving her hands had made her back sweat. Her body was in terrible shape. She wanted to check her continuously aching lower body, but she was afraid of what injuries she might find. No, even that delay felt like a luxury. She was so afraid of those two men that she needed to escape.

She barely managed to put on the clothes that were neatly placed on the armchair next to the table. She left the room and went down to the lobby on the first floor, moving at a snail’s pace. Thankfully, she didn’t encounter anyone on the way down. She exited through a side door, not the main entrance, and got into an empty taxi waiting for a customer.

“Where to, ma’am?”

Silence swallowed her throat.

Where...

Where should she go?

She had to run, but there was nowhere to go. She tried recalling the places she had passed through, but it was a futile effort. There were only places connected to Seo Mu-won, or Lee Ho-beom. If not them, then Seo Hae-seung. There was nowhere she could hide purely by her own will. Realizing this, she let out a hollow laugh, and the taxi driver glanced at her strangely.

Her eyes landed on the framed photo hanging from the rearview mirror. It seemed to be a picture of the driver’s family, with small figures beaming brightly. Strangely, even if she was running away, she felt she had to take the framed family photo from Seo Mu-won’s house with her. After all, everything she had was in that place.

She couldn’t just run away empty-handed. The cash she had yet to use was also in that house. With difficulty, Hae-soo muttered her destination and leaned back against the seat. At this time, Seo Mu-won wouldn’t be home… She was too exhausted to deliberate any further. If she let her guard down even a little, she wouldn’t be surprised if she collapsed on the spot. The fatigue was that overwhelming.

A headache throbbed in her skull as if it were on the verge of splitting, and nausea still churned in her stomach. The lower half of her body, pressed against the leather seat, was swollen and unbearably sore. The midday light streamed transparently through the window, making her feel as though she might break into tears at any moment.

How did it come to this?

Should she never have accepted Lee Ho-beom’s proposal in the first place?

It was useless to regret things now.

At some point, every glance back at her life had become painted with regret. She kept thinking about what she shouldn’t have done in certain situations. But at least there was one thing she had always believed she did right—turning away from Seo Hae-seung and choosing Seo Mu-won. That, at the very least, she had never considered a foolish decision.

“……”

But now, she wasn’t so sure.

Recalling the last thing before she blacked out, a sharp pain throbbed deep in her abdomen. If one were to strip it down to the facts, it was simply a physical relationship. He had only needed her body, and Hae-soo had chosen him, hoping he would protect her from others.

Even so, she had held onto a bizarre certainty that Seo Mu-won would never hurt her. A belief that had formed unconsciously over time. The answer lay in the way Seo Mu-won had treated her before. But the version of Seo Mu-won she had seen before she lost consciousness shattered everything she thought she knew about him. Even when she said it hurt, he acted as if he were deaf. Even when she gasped in agony, he was too lost in his own lust, moving his hips like a beast gone mad. The sheer grief of it overwhelmed her, and she couldn’t stop crying.

He was terrifying. Without a doubt, she had never once felt this way about Seo Mu-won before. In that moment, as all secrets shattered and his raw self was laid bare, she came to a horrifying realization—Seo Mu-won, too, could be a threat to her.

“We’re here.”

Hae-soo paid the fare in cash and stepped out of the taxi. The sunlight sliced through the sky at an angle, distorting her consciousness into a hazy blur. Struggling to walk, she cautiously entered the house. The unusually quiet space felt strangely unfamiliar today. Just as Seo Mu-won’s twisted image had stained her perception, the once-comforting atmosphere of this house had transformed into a suffocating abyss.

Inside her bedroom, she pulled out the large backpack she had used during her school days. Piece by piece, she packed the few belongings she had. Before she knew it, she was drenched in sweat. She still had no real destination. Even so, she stubbornly kept moving. Avoiding anything Seo Mu-won had bought for her, she packed only her personal possessions, then slung the bag over her shoulder. Finally, she grabbed the face-down picture frame on the table and left the room. Just as she was about to head toward the stairs to go down to the first floor—

“……!”

They say that when someone is truly shocked, they lose the ability to speak.

Hae-soo felt every hair on the back of her neck stand on end as a chilling sensation gripped her throat. Her opponent seemed equally stunned. In the space they occupied, a silence too heavy to measure layered itself between them.

“Hae-soo.”

The voice slipped past her ears and sank into the numbness clouding her mind.

“……Hae, Seung.”

Seo Hae-seung, who was supposed to be abroad, unable to return without Seo Mu-won’s permission, was standing right in front of her. He was clutching something tightly in his hands, his entire appearance disheveled as if he had been running frantically from somewhere. He didn’t look much different from her.

“What are you doing here?”

Hae-seung’s pupils shifted slowly, rolling in confusion. The sheer disarray in his gaze betrayed his bewilderment at their unexpected encounter.

“This is my brother’s house.”

“You… how did you get here…?”

“I… something about my brother started feeling off.”

“……”

“All of a sudden, I couldn’t reach you. You were supposed to come a week after I left, but there was no word from you. And then Kim, my brother’s secretary, took my phone and everything else away, stopping me from coming back to Korea…”

Hae-seung rambled, his voice trailing like the lament of someone who had lost their grip on sanity.

“I kept asking why you weren’t coming, and all I got was, ‘I don’t know.’ It made no sense. You were supposed to come after I left, but you completely disappeared. When I asked my brother, he just kept telling me to sit tight and wait… So I ran away. It was a hassle to shake off Kim, but I managed somehow. And now… you’re here. I came looking for my brother.”

He slowly raised a hand to rake through his messy hair. A long-buried memory resurfaced in Hae-soo’s mind—the time when these very hands had wrapped around her throat. She instinctively took a step back. An uneasy tension, dark as ink, scraped against her skin.

“I started thinking something was strange. I couldn’t figure out how you managed to betray me so perfectly. But then, a thought crossed my mind. Maybe my brother helped you. I can’t explain it, but it just felt that way. Maybe Seo Mu-won hid you. Otherwise, there was no reason to keep me locked away overseas…”

Piece by piece, Hae-seung pieced together his own reasoning, repeating the same conclusions as if solidifying them in his mind. And then, when his murmuring finally halted, his eyes flickered with a sharp, scathing glint.

“You really teamed up with him?”

He took a step forward, his movement more of an encroachment than a simple stride.

“You slept with my brother?”

“Hae-seung, wait—”

“With Seo Mu-won? You?”

Hae-soo instinctively shook her head and took a step back, then another. She didn’t have the courage to face Seo Hae-seung in his current state. He was exuding a dangerously unapproachable aura, one that made her heart pound with fear, as if something terrible would happen if she made the wrong move.

“Ah…!”

He strode toward her and grabbed her wrist. The frame she had been holding slipped from her grasp and crashed onto the floor with a shattering sound. The fragments crunched under Seo Hae-seung’s foot as he stepped forward. His rough hands reached out, yanking at Hae-soo’s collar. Bloodshot eyes fixated on the nape of her neck.

“Wait, just—wait, wait a second…!”

Her tongue went numb. A desperate urge to escape surged through her. If she had known Seo Hae-seung would arrive in Korea today and come straight to Seo Mu-won’s house, she would never have set foot in this place. No, it wasn’t just about this house—if she had known, she would have left Seoul entirely without looking back. That was how much she feared the repercussions of Seo Hae-seung’s wrath.

The sepia-colored eyes that should have been filled with warmth had turned ice-cold. It was as if dozens of pieces of frozen glass floated in them, reflecting an unbearable chill. And within those pupils, unmistakably clear under the light, were the lingering marks of last night’s affair—bite marks, bruises, evidence of ownership left behind by both I Ho-beom and Seo Mu-won as they had bitten and licked her skin.

The turmoil swirling within Seo Hae-seung’s brown irises deepened. A foreboding feeling clawed at Hae-soo’s gut.

Smack!

A merciless slap sent Hae-soo stumbling against the wall.

“My brother?”

Seo Hae-seung had hit her.

Of course, it wasn’t the first time he had inflicted pain upon her. There had been countless moments—times when he had choked her so hard she could barely breathe, times when he had spanked her until her skin turned red and swollen. But those had all been part of something else—part of sex, part of a shared dynamic, not the result of anger or hatred.

But this—this was different.

And to prove that, he struck her again without hesitation. Hae-soo, already off-balance, collapsed to the floor.

“Seo Mu-won?”

The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, the sharp sting hitting the back of her tongue. She swallowed, trembling, and lifted her fearful gaze.

Seo Hae-seung’s face was void of emotion.

Seo Mu-won had looked the same when he had come back after witnessing her with I Ho-beom.

The brothers shared an odd similarity. When their anger reached an unbearable peak, their expressions didn’t twist in rage—they simply disappeared.

Right now, Seo Hae-seung’s eyes carried the kind of madness that would make anyone instinctively step away if they encountered him on the street.

“Agh!”

She barely had time to brace herself before his foot crashed into her stomach.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, old memories flickered like hallucinations.

Seo Hae-seung sitting beside her, speaking to her with a friendly smile.

Seo Hae-seung, looking melancholy as he told her he was leaving to study abroad.

Seo Hae-seung, who had returned to find her circumstances changed, yet had still smiled at her like before.

Seo Hae-seung, who had always made sure she had the right clothes, the right cards, taking care of her in quiet, meticulous ways.

But now—

The monster standing before her wasn’t someone she knew.

The Seo Hae-seung she had once known had died the moment he saw her with I Ho-beom.

There was no other explanation for how he had changed so drastically.

Hae-soo’s body was flung across the floor, rolling over shattered glass, the shards slicing into her skin. At some point, her eyes had started stinging so badly that she could barely keep them open.

She curled in on herself, wrapping her arms around her stomach as another brutal kick landed. The impact sent her crashing against the wall.

Her ribs—something was wrong.

Every breath felt like knives stabbing her chest.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.

“You could’ve picked anyone,” Seo Hae-seung’s voice trembled with fury.

“Anyone but him.”

Hae-soo couldn’t respond. Her gasping breaths barely passed through her lips.

“Why him? Why Seo Mu-won?”

“Ugh… hck…”

“Out of all the people, why?”

His first strike had landed directly on her ribs, and the pain was growing worse by the second. Each breath scraped against something sharp, making it nearly impossible to inhale.

The panic spread from her bones to every nerve in her body.

She was going to die.

The realization struck her with horrifying clarity.

Desperate, Hae-soo clawed at the floor, dragging herself inch by inch, trying to escape. But she didn’t get far—Seo Hae-seung seized her ankle and yanked her back effortlessly.

Her backpack lay discarded in the distance.

Seo Hae-seung crouched in front of her curled-up form.

“How could you betray me?”

“….”

“I was first, Hae-soo.”

“Hhk, ngh…”

“We were first. You and me.”

Hae-soo lifted her trembling gaze, her vision blurred by red.

Her forehead… her eyes… somewhere, blood had started dripping down.

Through that crimson haze, Seo Hae-seung stared at her, his expression eerily devoid of sanity.

And in that moment, a terrible realization settled into her chest.

The Seo Hae-seung she had known was gone.

Completely, irreversibly gone.

Hope had no place here.

Despair had already taken root, swallowing any chance for redemption.

Tears poured down her face, mixing with the blood. She tried to take a slow breath, but even the air she inhaled felt like it was stabbing her from the inside.

“No, no…”

His voice broke.

“Why him? Why Seo Mu-won?”

Although she had never heard it spoken aloud, Hae-soo knew that Seo Hae-seung harbored a subtle inferiority complex towards his brother. The existence of the perfect Seo Moo-won would have repeatedly made the trouble-making Seo Hae-seung feel inadequate. The intense anger he was displaying now was no different. His snorting, loud outbursts readily proved that reason. He seemed to think he had been stolen away by Seo Moo-won.

Soon, Seo Hae-seung let out a hollow laugh. He scattered something in front of Hae-soo. It was what he had been holding in his hand all along.

“Even while I was suspicious, I kept denying it. Because I thought Seo Moo-won wouldn’t be interested in you. At least, I’ve never seen him curious about you.”

“......”

“But do you know what I found in that bastard’s room?”

Fluttering, fluttering.

Numerous pieces of paper floated through the air like snow. They brushed against Hae-soo’s cheeks as they swirled, landing on the floor. At the end of her listless gaze, she saw herself. They were all photographs of Hae-soo.

Hae-soo in her school uniform, Hae-soo in her casual clothes, Hae-soo crossing the street, Hae-soo getting into a car, Hae-soo sitting in a cafe or restaurant...

“He just didn’t show it, but he’s been interested for a long time. That’s why I was fooled.”

As Seo Hae-seung said, the Hae-soo in the photos looked youthful. Of course, she still had a youthful side, but then she was much more so—before she had matured, when her family was whole, her position was secure, and her life hadn’t collapsed. The sight of her chatting with classmates with a bright smile was Hae-soo before she lost everything. It wasn’t entirely surprising, as she had already heard the story from Seo Moo-won himself.

Nevertheless, she had never dreamed that he would be following her every moment, so she couldn’t help but feel somewhat stunned.

“You think this is all?”

“......”

“Do you even know who ruined your father’s thriving business overnight?”

Strangely, Hae-soo wanted to cover her ears at that moment. Instinctively, she sensed that what Seo Hae-seung was about to say would be disturbing.

“That was Seo Moo-won’s work...”

“......”

“My brother, who’s been sleeping with you, did that!”

Seo Hae-seung’s excessively wide smile looked bizarre, like that of a clown. Her thought processes were faintly crushed, as if someone had hit her brain with a hammer. She clearly heard Seo Hae-seung’s words, but she didn’t quite understand.

“Seo Moo-won messed with the investment funds for your father’s business, and that’s how it went under. I only found out after discovering confidential documents that my secretary had discarded early on. Moder & Bills’ new materials project. That’s what your father was doing, right?”

She wanted to cover her ears. But her weak body wouldn’t move as she wished. So, she had no choice but to absorb the venom that Seo Hae-seung was viciously pouring out. A chilling sensation spread through her, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

“N-no.”

Cough, a dry cough erupted even as she tried to utter a short denial. Her lungs contracted, and her entire chest ached as if it were bruised. Each time she barely managed to make a sound, it felt like her lungs were being torn apart. Frowning, she stammered in a dying voice.

“No.”

“......”

“Why... why would Director Seo... why...”

Now, the one asking the questions had changed. From Seo Hae-seung to Hae-soo. The shaking of her half-focused eyes wouldn’t stop. She felt a chilling, ominous coldness spreading through her body. An icy chill that cooled her insides, as if she had been dropped onto a freezing mountain, wouldn’t subside.

“No. N-no.”

She repeated the same words over and over, like a child who believed that denial would make it untrue. Her vision was too blurry. From some point on, her sight wouldn’t stay still and kept spinning. So, she didn’t even notice that Seo Hae-seung’s face was becoming horribly distorted as she kept denying it.

“......Huh!”

Suddenly, his pants buckle came undone. Seo Hae-seung pulled down Hae-soo’s pants, her body too weak to resist. Her bare legs, still bearing traces from her licentious encounters with men, were revealed. The inside of her thighs, spread wide, was mottled with large and small bruises, as if it had been sucked and kissed for a long time.

Seo Hae-seung ran his palm over her thighs, as if wanting to cut away the flesh. Even in this situation, the feel of her skin against his palm was maddeningly pleasant, and blood rushed to his groin.

The moment Hae-soo felt his palm creep up and cover her core over her underwear, she twisted her hips, as if anticipating what was about to happen.

“Hnn, st, stop, ahh...!”

Was this an extension of his anger? No, the glimpse of Seo Hae-seung’s crotch revealed it was stiff and aroused. Seeing her bruised and in pain after he had beaten her in a fit of rage seemed to have triggered his perverse tendencies again. Hae-soo felt genuinely sick.

Seo Hae-seung, oblivious to her state, hooked his fingers into her underwear and pulled them down. The raw air touching her exposed crotch turned into a chill, scratching her skin.

Hae-soo lifted her blank, unfocused eyes.

“Don’t... Hae-seung...”

Her hoarse voice was weak.

“Hae-seung, ah, ple, please...”

Her pleading voice was broken and twisted, as if someone had physically mangled it. It was soaked with tears, and even she found it pitiful. But Seo Hae-seung was as unyielding as if he were deaf. As her legs spread wide, her vision went black. She knew what he was about to do, but she had no strength left to stop him or escape.

“Why not?”

“Seo Hae-seung...”

“Why don’t you believe me?”

Something rubbed against her abused and still-aching core.

“Do you like my brother that much?”

She twisted her ankle as a last-ditch effort, but the movement was too weak to stop Seo Hae-seung’s violence. As he forced his way in, her entrance opened, and Hae-soo’s mouth fell open. Her neck stiffened, and her back arched into a grotesque curve. She must have torn herself again when she took the two men, because it hurt terribly. It felt like a sharp blade was being driven into her, not a cock.

“Ugh, huh...”

Suddenly, something fell onto her chest.

Hae-soo realized a moment later that it was Seo Hae-seung’s tears. His face, once so desolate, as if he had suffered a bitter wound, was now flushed. And he was still hurting her.

Everything was hell.

She couldn’t process her emotions, and the accusations swirling in her mind were driving her crazy. And as she had feared, Seo Hae-seung’s hand reached for her neck. The nightmare she thought she had overcome was still gripping her ankle.

“......Hnn...”

Her throat was constricted by external pressure. The force pressing on her Adam’s apple cut off her already shallow breaths. The savage and cruel hand was terrifying. It was a familiar sensation. Something she had often experienced during sex. Seo Hae-seung was choking her.

Her vision blurred. Seo Hae-seung began to thrust into her. Her dry core, abused by his swollen cock, was filled with pain. But her body was already so saturated with various aches that it didn’t register as strongly.

Her consciousness flickered in and out.

Seo Hae-seung, lying on top of her, was crying and saying something. She couldn’t hear him clearly. Her senses were dulled, as if she were deaf. Love, betrayal, brother, Seo Moo-won, wounds... Words that couldn’t form sentences fell onto Hae-soo, broken and fragmented.

She could vaguely see the dimples in his distorted face. Even when he wasn’t smiling, the deep indentations were visible. She used to think they were pretty... Her body was shaking violently. Seo Hae-seung, despite his tears, as if he had been heartbroken, continued to thrust his hips.

Just as she thought she might die, she really started to gasp for air. Her lungs, once filled with the pain of icy bruises, seemed to have finally rotted away. That’s why...

“......soo.”

The hand that had been choking her released her neck. Even though the constriction was gone, the tension-induced suffocation didn’t stop. She tried to take deep breaths, but her lungs wouldn’t work, as if they were broken.

“......Hae-soo... why aren’t you... breathing... Ahn Hae-soo!”

Even as he shook her shoulders, her body grew heavier and heavier.

Her consciousness scattered and finally broke, as if someone were holding her head and pushing her deeper and deeper into the abyss.