PSS - 11

Chapter 11: A Night That Soaks In

Soo-hyun chose only the harshest words to throw at her, as if hoping she would flee from him even now. Even as he held her, he wished for her to hate him.

If she hated and despised him, then all that remained between them would be those feelings—making it easier to part ways someday.

Or perhaps it would make it simpler to view each other as tools. Since she had willingly positioned herself as a possession, treating her as an object to satisfy his lust might be more fitting.

“I’ll ravish you all night. Let’s see how long you can hold out.”

Soo-hyun taunted her in a low voice, watching her wide, frightened eyes.

“By tomorrow, you’ll regret ever muttering those brazen words in front of me.”

His hand roughly gripped her thigh, fingers digging into her soft flesh with immense pressure. The force was so intense it felt like her veins were being crushed. Hae-in bit her lip, her eyelids trembling faintly.

Snap.

The delicate lace, handmade with intricate care, tore away under Soo-hyun’s grip. He flung the torn fabric aside and looked down at her. His breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes wild and unsteady, as though he had lost all reason.

“Haa… Ha.”

The heat of his breath fell onto her skin, scorching her senses and stealing her breath. The menacing aura emanating from him made her fear what he might do next. Instinctive dread wrapped itself around her body in an instant.

“You said you didn’t care what happened to you, right?”

With cold eyes, Soo-hyun scanned her trembling form, a cruel smirk twisting his lips.

Her body, inexperienced and unprepared, quivered with fear. Soo-hyun sneered as he gazed down at her stiffened frame.

“What did you think you could possibly achieve with a body like this?”

“…Pl-please, Sunbae. Go… go slowly…”

“Do you really think you’re in any position to make demands?”

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

Despite her words, her legs were tense, muscles rigid. Though she tried to relax, her knees shook uncontrollably.

That trembling transferred directly to Soo-hyun’s palm.

But it was already too late for him to pull back.

From the moment he saw her, he had barely managed to restrain himself. The moment his hands touched her, he became overwhelmed with arousal, losing control.

“Hah, damn it.”

He bit down on his lip so hard it bled. If he let his guard down even for a second, he feared he’d lose his mind completely.

Her voluptuous curves and slender waist ceaselessly tempted him.

But.

When he applied just a little pressure, tears welled up in her eyes. Releasing his grip slightly, he saw the red imprint of his hand vividly marked on her skin.

Seeing the evidence of his actions jolted him back to his senses. He realized he had momentarily lost control in the throes of extreme excitement. If he didn’t regain composure, he might completely shatter the woman before him.

As he stared at the handprint on her pale skin, Hae-in cupped his cheeks with both hands.

“…Keep going.”

The moment their eyes met, Soo-hyun felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

Her body trembled unmistakably in his grasp, and her gaze was filled with fear. Yet, she forced herself to remain calm and composed, her voice steady despite the situation.

Her resolve infuriated him. Anger surged within him—not just toward Chairman Park, who had placed her in this predicament, but also toward Hae-in herself. She encouraged him to take her, even though she clearly felt no love for him.

“…What are we even doing?”

As Soo-hyun straightened his back, attempting to rise, Hae-in suddenly sat up and pressed her face against his.

Suck.

Her soft lips covered his, and her timid tongue hesitantly traced the outline of his lower lip.

“If I don’t know something… teach me. I’ll learn quickly.”

“What?”

“I want you.”

At Hae-in’s whispered confession, the last thread of Soo-hyun’s self-control snapped.

Their eyes locked, and he plunged deep inside her.

Gripping, grinding, thrusting—

Hae-in surrendered herself to Soo-hyun’s fervent exploration, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. Her hands, which had been cradling his cheeks, slid down to wrap around his neck.

“Hah, I’m losing it.”

When their faces briefly parted, a sigh escaped Soo-hyun’s lips.

Their heated breaths intertwined, colliding and exchanging between them.

Unable to delve deeper, Soo-hyun pushed further into her mouth, retreating and then plunging again with increasing intensity.

“Aaah…!”

Her wrist throbbed painfully in his grip. Soo-hyun tried to regulate his strength, but occasionally, his overwhelming force left bruises on her delicate skin.

After the initial roughness subsided, Soo-hyun paused, pulling back slightly to stare into her eyes.

“Yoon Hae-in. I hate you.”

“I’m sorry.”

Her tranquil gaze, like the surface of a serene lake, met his once more.

No matter how many stones he threw or how violently he tried to disturb its surface, her eyes seemed to say she could endure it all.

‘Don’t act calm. Don’t look down on me.’

Facing her defiant gaze fueled his stubbornness. Soo-hyun turned his head and bit down on her neck.

The white skin reddened instantly under his teeth. As he examined the mark he left, her delicate brows furrowed, and her expression twisted in pain.

‘Feel the pain. You should hurt as much as I do.’

With a cruel heart, Soo-hyun bit her neck again, leaving another mark beside the first.

“Hnn…”

Unable to bear the continuous biting, a moan escaped through her clenched teeth. Tears pooled at the corners of her eyes.

“Don’t cry. This is just the beginning.”

Soo-hyun smirked bitterly, pressing his lips to the tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. With the tip of his tongue, he gently licked them away before releasing a cold laugh.

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Her legs ached, and her mind was a blur.

Hae-in looked up at Soo-hyun towering above her, while he gazed down at her trembling form beneath him, her excitement gradually subsiding.

“Fine. As you wished, as you desired—I’ll marry you.”

“…Thank you.”

Though it was absurd that her marriage proposal was accepted in such a manner, Hae-in couldn’t help but feel a fleeting sense of relief.

“But no children.”

However, Soo-hyun’s next words confused her. She lifted her head to look at him, meeting his dry, emotionless gaze.

“But… I thought—”

Soo-hyun grabbed her ankle and pulled her leg taut. Her body slid downward as he stretched her out beneath him.

“I’ll have you until I’m sick of you.”

A large hand descended to grab her once more. Another hand slipped below her waist, lifting her body upward.

“…And you’ll report to Chairman Park that we’re getting along well.”

Trapped again in Soo-hyun’s grip, Hae-in nodded silently, meeting his fierce gaze. For now, appeasing him was her top priority.

“But neither you nor Chairman Park will get what you want.”

The flesh in his grasp twisted painfully. Grimacing at his savage behavior, Soo-hyun’s lips curled into a sneer.

“Until the day you leave on your own two feet, I wonder how many nights you’ll last…”

Soo-hyun’s face lowered toward her waist.

“When this lie-filled relationship ends, you’ll realize it yourself. All your efforts will have been in vain.”

“Aah…”

A sharp cry escaped between her labored breaths.

“Don’t resist at all. Endure it. Bear it.”

Following Soo-hyun’s command, Hae-in stifled even her breathing.

“…”

When she closed her eyes and remained still, biting her lip, Soo-hyun deliberately moved again.

His mouth engulfed her swollen flesh, aroused by the stimulation. Each touch only heightened her craving, making her yearn for more as her body surrendered to him.

Even though her mind was hazy from the overwhelming sensations, she found herself eagerly anticipating his relentless invasion.

Unconsciously, she bit down on the back of her hand covering her mouth.

Each wave of stimulation forced her to clench her teeth and bite into her own flesh to endure. Her entire body twisted and contorted, her spine arching and falling as her soul seemed to slip away.

Closing her eyes, Hae-in clutched her trembling body. The night was still long, and the man devouring her showed no signs of tiring.

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It was nearly lunchtime when Hae-in finally opened her eyes the next day. Soo-hyun, who should have been beside her in bed, was already gone.

Slowly rising, she made her way to the bathroom.

All night, she had been held in his arms, penetrated again and again. Each bite left a new mark, until eventually, she could no longer feel the pain.

Entering the bathroom, she saw the countless traces of the previous night etched across her body.

Her neck, collarbone, and surrounding areas were blotched with red marks.

‘I’ll brand you with my mark. Every time you see it, remember how you offered yourself as my possession.’

Soo-hyun’s words echoed in her mind as she lightly touched the marks on her neck. It felt as though the heat from his touch still lingered there.

It was as if a stamp soaked in red ink had been pressed all over her body.

Many of the marks were in places easily visible if not properly covered, leaving her vulnerable to prying eyes.

“Haa…”

The fierce, intimidating gaze that had haunted her throughout the night still lingered in her thoughts. Recalling Soo-hyun’s actions, Hae-in sighed deeply.

The word “family” seemed to trigger some deep trauma within him. He appeared to loathe the very reason she had come to him.

“…Still, at least this is progress.”

Having secured his consent to marry, she had achieved her immediate goal. Turning on the shower, Hae-in stood under the hot water cascading over her body for a long while.