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Choi Dam-young stayed for a full day, as he had said, and then left.
In fact, he didn’t want to leave even after a day, but he had to shove his feet into his shoes because he received a call from his family.
When she followed him to the entrance to see him off, he hugged Eo-ryeong for a long time and kissed her here and there. He also said some nonsense about why he couldn’t just put her in his pocket and carry her around.
After finally sending him off, Eo-ryeong rolled up her sleeves to start cleaning the house.
The bedroom, where they had spent the most time, was the most disheveled. She had been feeling weak for the past few days, and she had been half-asleep all day yesterday. Even though they hadn’t done anything special, seeing the disheveled bed made her head feel hot.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang while she was taking off the pillowcase.
Since she had relatively few social interactions, very few people came to this house. Among those who would ring the doorbell...
‘Did he leave something behind?’
She wondered if Choi Dam-young had returned.
She had managed to persuade him to leave, but perhaps that wasn’t her true intention. Her heart beat with a pleasant rhythm at the thought of Choi Dam-young returning.
Excitement, or perhaps joy. She threw the pillowcase down haphazardly and quickly ran to the entrance.
So, when she flung the door wide open and saw Ha-jin with bloodshot eyes, her whole body couldn’t help but stiffen.
“Why? Did you think it was Choi Dam-young?”
The venomous question she threw next froze her head even more. The door slammed shut, and Eo-ryeong stumbled backward.
“How did you know that, sister...”
“Ha... you and Choi Dam-young?”
Ha-jin’s face looked noticeably worse, as if something had happened in just a day. Or perhaps she was exuding such a fierce aura that it seemed that way.
“Do you even deserve Choi Dam-young? No, before that, do you think he’s sincere with you?”
She scoffed as if in disbelief and approached Eo-ryeong.
“How naive. He’s the type of guy who has to sleep with every woman he meets. Do you think he wouldn’t have hit on me?”
Ha-jin’s voice was filled with malice. Eo-ryeong felt it directly.
That’s why she knew it was right to filter out what she heard... but her self-esteem and pride, which had been chipped away by Ha-jin’s constant attacks over the years, acted up again.
The traces of Choi Dam-young’s womanizing that she had occasionally sensed.
And the question about Choi Dam-young’s feelings, fueled by her own self-image as the most inadequate person in the world.
Knowing her tendency to dig herself into a hole, she deliberately tried not to think deeply. If she kept digging, she wouldn’t be able to understand why Choi Dam-young really liked her and why he kept calling her pretty.
However, Ha-jin’s viciousness finally exposed that weakness.
Her inability to say a single word to her at this moment was proof of her weakness.
Ha-jin stared at Eo-ryeong, who was as white as a blank sheet of paper and unable to say anything, and chuckled. Then, as if she had remembered something she had forgotten, she let out an exaggerated exclamation.
“Wasn’t Choi Dam-young twenty-seven this year? Then he doesn’t have much time left.”
“Doesn’t have much time left...?”
“I’m talking about living as he pleases, like now. I heard he promised his parents that twenty-seven was the deadline. After that, he’ll obediently follow the family’s decisions, whether it’s a job or marriage.”
“...”
“That’s why his family doesn’t restrain Choi Dam-young. Since he’s not the eldest son anyway, it’s more convenient to give him some freedom when he’s young and then use that as an excuse to tighten their grip on him later.”
Ha-jin took her phone out of her pocket, tapped the screen a few times, and handed it to Eo-ryeong. Eo-ryeong faintly felt her hand, which received the phone, turn cold.
“Even right now, he’s engaged to a woman who has everything, unlike you, an idiot. Why would he think about a future with you?”
Her head was spinning.
Ha-jin’s venomous words pouring out in front of her and the letters on the glittering screen were swirling inside her like vomit.
Messages cut into pieces like breaking news were floating on the screen.
[C, the second son of a company centered on the semiconductor industry, to officially get engaged to K, the eldest daughter of Jincheon Corporation, next month. Wedding planned for this year, if possible.]
The content, processed with initials like gossip and cut into paragraphs for brevity, led to Choi Dam-young in various ways.
His voice, introducing himself as “the second son of the family” while lying face to face with her last night, surrounded her eardrums like a chain.
“That’s a lie...”
Even so, it was too much to accept what she saw and heard. Eo-ryeong pushed the phone back and swallowed hard.
“I... I’ll ask him directly.”
“Do as you please.”
Ha-jin patted Eo-ryeong’s hunched shoulder and slipped her feet into her shoes.
“Oh, and one more thing.”
“...”
“Just a piece of advice, he really hates clingy women.”
Eo-ryeong’s shoulder, leaning against the wall, flinched. Ha-jin, taking in that pitiful back view, whispered in a chilling tone.
“He’ll probably play with you for half a year at most... no, until the engagement. If you don’t want to be out of his favor already, why don’t you just behave?”
Ha-jin gleefully watched the back view that was endlessly sinking, just like when she used her words like knives to slash and stab.
On the other hand, she couldn’t suppress the feeling of grinding her teeth.
Why?
Why?
Why did it have to be Choi Dam-young?
If it were any ordinary guy, she could have seduced him without putting in this much effort.
Men were all the same.
If she wore clothes that revealed her fair skin, gave a seductive smile, and slipped her hand towards a secret spot, they would easily fall for her. It wasn’t particularly difficult, as she had done it many times before.
However, if the target was Choi Dam-young, it was a completely different story.
Ha-jin also had a time when she was captivated by his handsome face and her heart would flutter whenever she accidentally ran into him.
And it wasn’t just her. The daughters of wealthy families, like herself, were eager to be by his side. Choi Dam-young himself had a tendency to accept anyone who approached him like an open door, so everyone was filled with a little more hope.
However, Ha-jin had a clear difference from them.
She had a little more pride and self-esteem than them, you could say. At first, she tried to sit next to him and talk to him in a friendly way, but Choi Dam-young’s attitude was always the same.
Ha-jin became increasingly annoyed by his attitude of not giving her special treatment and not differentiating her from other women.
Also, when she looked at it, it was clear that the women who approached Choi Dam-young were meaningless existences.
Some relationships become clearer when you keep your distance.
That was the case with Choi Dam-young and his surroundings.
It was pitiful and pathetic to see them clinging to false hopes when there was no possibility. Ha-jin didn’t want to be seen as one of them at any cost.
She remembered that time clearly, which made her even more angry.
“Ha-jin, let’s not act clueless.”
“Be quiet and leave. Don’t wake the baby for no reason.”
When she heard those words while standing there like a screen, Ha-jin felt a chilling anxiety.
It was close to jealousy, stemming from the fact that the half-sister she loathed most in the world might possess something she had strived so hard to obtain.
As if she would just idly watch someone else succeed.
She knew better than anyone how frustrating Eo-ryeong’s personality was. Just giving her a small piece of information like this would turn her insides into a barren, storm-tossed wasteland. If she became blinded by anxiety and clung to Choi Dam-young, the result would be even more satisfying.
Ha-jin, openly expressing her newfound good mood, stepped outside.
Indeed, as her half-sister had predicted, Eo-ryeong, left alone, couldn’t move for a long time.
Then, when she regained her senses, she found herself holding her phone. Choi Dam-young’s number was on the screen. One tap would connect the call.
But...
The harsh words her sister had left behind, and the tabloid information supporting them, made her fingertips stiffen. If she asked and he responded with his usual soft laughter, saying, “It’s come to this, so let’s break up,” what then?
Would she never see him again?
Would she never again see him buying her cakes and worrying about her minor injuries as if they were his own?
Would all the vivid moments they had shared in the movie theater, in the car, and even at home vanish like a dream?
As her thoughts reached that point, she quickly put the phone down. Her heart was beating so fast and low that she felt nauseous.
In the end, curiosity overcame her weakness of will.
Come to think of it, he said he was going because of family matters today. Could it have been about the engagement?
Something gritty like sand was piling up in her heart.
Eo-ryeong felt trapped in a very complex maze.
A day passed, filled with fear that prevented her from contacting him.
Choi Dam-young, probably unaware of what she had heard, contacted her first. He said he would pick her up when her class ended today. Because he picked her up almost like a routine, he already knew her semester schedule.
‘Here it comes.’
Although the message was no different from usual, even a single morpheme seemed suspicious to Eo-ryeong.
That made her even more nervous.
No matter how hard she tried to think, there was only one answer. It wasn’t something that could be hidden.
So, she clenched her fists and tried to strengthen her resolve, but as soon as his car appeared, her mind went blank.
“Did you have a good class, honey?”
Eo-ryeong scrutinized him with suspicious eyes as he leaned over to fasten her seatbelt and gently nibbled her earlobe, as he usually did.
Of course, as soon as he noticed her gaze, he flinched as if burned and quickly lowered his eyes.
Choi Dam-young frowned as if puzzled and then fixed his gaze on somewhere on Eo-ryeong’s face.
“The wound has healed a bit.”
“Ah, yes. Yes.”
It was a wound she barely felt anymore, but he mentioned it right away, as if he had been worried about it all along. He was once again making her heart flutter with his unnecessary attention to detail.
Eo-ryeong gripped the seatbelt tightly and cautiously uttered the words she had prepared.
“O-today.”
“Yes.”
“Would you like to stay over?”
Choi Dam-young looked surprised and then smiled brightly.
“Really?”
While waiting for him, she had thought that it would be better to have a conversation in a cozy and familiar space like her home, rather than in the car.
Choi Dam-young slowly rubbed his forehead against Eo-ryeong’s shoulder, like someone who had received a very pleasant suggestion. The soft whisper, adding, “That’s great,” was so gentle and tender that it seemed to melt her insides.
Seeing his seemingly nonchalant attitude like this made her harbor false hopes again. Even though she knew she would get hurt more the more she gave herself away.
Eo-ryeong tried to pull herself together and widened her eyes. Of course, she was a little deflated when Choi Dam-young saw her and asked, “Why are you suddenly making a rabbit face?”
“Ah, just a moment.”
He suddenly pulled the car over to the side of the road.
“I forgot to bring them today. I need to buy some.”
“Buy what?”
“Condoms.”
“...”
“I don’t usually use Korean ones because they’re too small... but it’s better than nothing, right? Wait here.”
He gently patted Eo-ryeong’s knee and then got out of the driver’s seat. He checked left and right and then headed toward the convenience store across the street, looking rather expectant.
She hadn’t specifically invited him home for that purpose, but his thoughts seemed to be completely focused on that.
Ding.
It was while she was watching his back as he entered the convenience store. The phone, carelessly shoved into the console box, lit up.
[Then shall we meet at the hotel at 3 PM on Saturday?]
[You need to see the wedding hall yourself, right?]
The message content that filled the screen with two consecutive messages sank deep into Eo-ryeong’s eyes.
Hotel... wedding hall...?
Her stiff mind immediately began to shake like an earthquake. No matter how much she wanted to deny it, the term “honey,” followed by the saved name, and the red nail photo filling the circle next to the name, clearly indicated that the sender was a woman.
“Did you wait long?”
The driver’s seat door suddenly opened at an incredible moment.
She couldn’t tell if he had rushed back quickly or if the time she had been frozen by the message she had accidentally discovered had been long. Choi Dam-young was holding a box of condoms in his hand. He opened the console box, saw that it was full of small items, and then opened the glove box on Eo-ryeong’s side.
Fortunately, it was empty, but it contained an item that Eo-ryeong couldn’t ignore.
The thin booklet was none other than a wedding catalog.
Faced with the successive pieces of evidence, Eo-ryeong couldn’t take any action. Choi Dam-young put the condoms in the glove box and then drove away. After that, she was too distracted to answer properly even when he asked her something.
The question of whether she should see the hotel wedding hall in person... and the wedding catalog.
At this point, wouldn’t it be foolish to try to deny it?
Or, or else...
Was Choi Dam-young intentionally exposing these things now? Hoping she would get the hint and leave on her own?
That seemed too much, but her tendency to always consider the worst-case scenario stirred up her heart.
Choi Dam-young, turning the steering wheel as he entered the alley, looked to the side as usual and doubted his eyes.
“Eo-ryeong, are you crying?”
“No, no...”
“What do you mean, no?”
The car screeched to a halt.
Choi Dam-young, having abruptly stopped while turning the corner, leaned towards Eo-ryeong.
Knowing she needed to stop, tears that had burst out at some point flowed like a faucet. Eo-ryeong, panicked by the uncontrollable sobs, fumbled with her hands and then saw her house in front of her.
“I-I’m sorry. Just go today!”
Before he could say anything, she jumped out of the car.
She thought she was somewhat prepared, but it seemed she was far from it. Barely managing to say goodbye, only dejected sobs escaped her parted lips. Anyone watching would think she had already been dumped.
Eager to get home, Eo-ryeong started climbing the outdoor villa stairs, but she was startled when she felt someone following her and turned around.
“Why, why are you following me?”
“Because you’re crying!”
“Please don’t follow me...!”
“I won’t follow if you stop!”
Though his voice was loud, it was actually closer to a soothing tone. Noticing him, Eo-ryeong barely managed to stop walking. Then, Choi Dam-young also stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
The two faced each other, separated by a few steps.
He asked her with his eyes why she was doing this. Seeing his still gentle gaze, she thought it might be better to end things while he was still showing her this kindness.
“Should we... should we break up?”
“What are you talking about?”
The soft look in his eyes changed to a chilling one in an instant.
Eo-ryeong flinched reflexively at the harsh low voice and the completely hardened expression, which she had never seen from him before.
A moment later, she felt a little resentful. Why was he acting so sincere towards her when he was going to marry another woman anyway?
“You’re getting married...”
“Married?”
“I saw it. You’re engaged. You’re planning to have the ceremony within the year... I didn’t mean to see it, but I also saw the text from that woman. I-I’m sorry. I looked without permission! But it was a message she sent suddenly, and the phone was right in front of me, so I can’t just say I looked without permission...!”
Before she could say it wasn’t true, a groan escaped her lips. In her haste and confusion, she had bitten her tongue.
Eo-ryeong covered her lips with both hands and lowered her head. The tears that had already burst out welled up again. It hurts, ouch... Shame settled in after the tingling pain.
How could she be so clumsy even at this crucial moment? Eo-ryeong wanted to bury her face in a bowl of water if she could.
Unable to lift her head in embarrassment, she heard thumping and banging sounds. When she finally looked up, Choi Dam-young was already a couple of steps below her.
Before she could run away in astonishment, her wrist was grabbed.
“Married?”
“...”
“Me? To whom?”
“The, the eldest daughter of Jincheon Corporation...”
As she stammered, Choi Dam-young suddenly brought his face close to hers. Then, he naturally reached out and stroked her eyes.
“Your eyes are red.”
Eo-ryeong was momentarily stunned by his gentle attitude, even in this situation, but then she snapped back to her senses.
“D-don’t touch me!”
“Why? Because I’m a man who’s going to marry another woman?”
Eo-ryeong’s mouth fell open at his soft words.
What?
Was he admitting it?
He was going to marry another woman?
The tears she had barely held back began to trickle down again. She couldn’t control the flow, as if all the water in her body was leaking out.
“Ah, don’t cry. I’ll stop joking.”
He laughed softly and lifted Eo-ryeong into his arms.
“That’s not me, it’s my brother.”
“....Huh?”
“My brother. My brother is getting married.”
He opened the glass door leading inside and stepped in. Eo-ryeong, dumbfounded, processed his words and then lowered her head.
“But... it said the second son...”
“Where?”
“In the tabloid article my sister showed me...”
Choi Dam-young’s eyebrows twitched smoothly.
“No wonder. I was wondering how you knew about that when I hadn’t said anything. That crazy Lee Ha-jin...”
“Really, it’s not...?”
“Of course not. Who else would I marry when I have you?”
He shook his head and continued walking.
Eo-ryeong, in Choi Dam-young’s arms, belatedly realized she was suspended in the air. If they ran into someone, it would be embarrassing for both of them, so she quickly wiggled.
“Put me down! Put me down...”
“Okay, a kiss.”
Hoping he would do as she asked if she granted his wish, Eo-ryeong quickly cupped his cheek and kissed him with a loud smack. However, the arms supporting her didn’t show any signs of loosening.
“...Why aren’t you putting me down...?”
“I didn’t say I’d put you down if you kissed me, did I?”
In the end, Eo-ryeong returned home in his arms.
They ran into someone from upstairs, and she couldn’t lift her head. She, who lived there, kept her mouth shut in embarrassment, but Choi Dam-young, unfazed and shameless, greeted them with a casual “Hello.”
She couldn’t forget the woman’s expression, staring at them in disbelief through her glasses.
‘They’re putting on quite a show...’
That’s exactly how the neighbor’s expression read.
At his urging, she reluctantly unlocked the door and stepped inside.
Choi Dam-young finally put Eo-ryeong down, but then immediately pulled her into a hug and kissed her, stopping her in another way.
“Mmph!”
It was a deep kiss so intense that it wouldn’t be surprising if her breath and saliva, and even her soul, were sucked away. Even in the midst of this, the slow exploration of the roof of her mouth and the inside of her cheeks by his tongue sparked a heated sensation, making her fingertips tremble slightly.
Their shoes were kicked off in a hurry, and Eo-ryeong, unable to resist his aggressive momentum, stumbled backward.
Something touched the back of her knees, and before she could scream, she fell back. However, she landed on the bed, so there was no danger of injury. Choi Dam-young leaned over her and bit her white neck, then released it.
“Oppa was really scared, you know.”
“...”
“To be honest, it’s not like I have nothing to hide. My past isn’t that clean.”
He turned around while still holding Eo-ryeong.
Her vision spun, and her position was completely reversed. Eo-ryeong was now lying face down on top of him. He gently stroked the still-wet corners of her eyes with his fingers and whispered,
“Damn... if I knew I’d meet someone as adorable as you, I wouldn’t have lived so carelessly...”
She was a little disoriented by the rapid turn of events. Regardless, his sigh just now seemed to indicate that his feelings for her weren’t entirely pretense and falsehood.
Eo-ryeong hesitantly raised her upper body and asked,
“You’re really not getting married, right...? Then what about the messages?”
“What messages?”
“They were from a woman... saying you needed to see the wedding hall in person.”
He pulled out his phone, which he had somehow managed to keep with him, from his back pocket. After quickly tapping the screen to check something, he let out a sigh of relief and turned the screen towards Eo-ryeong.
“This isn’t a conversation between two people, it’s a group chat with three. Me, my brother, and his fiancée. We made the chat because we’re planning to have dinner together soon. They must have continued talking in this chat instead of moving to a private one.”
“Then... then, what about the wedding catalog in the car?”
She had seen so much in such a short time.
Choi Dam-young chuckled at her thoughts and calmly explained,
“My brother gave it to me to take a look. I would have just thrown it away in the past...”
“...”
“I don’t know. I guess while I was thinking about you, Eo-ryeong, I didn’t feel like throwing it away.”
That was a different kind of meaningful statement.
More than that, Eo-ryeong realized that she had been having a truly pointless misunderstanding.
“Come to think of it, I left the car as it was.”
He sighed and rubbed his face.
Eo-ryeong quietly looked down at him. Now that the emotional turmoil had subsided a little, she could finally see him properly.
It was clear that he had been genuinely startled, just as he had said. His relieved demeanor confirmed it.
To Eo-ryeong, it felt like proof of his sincerity towards her.
“Honey... don’t rub down there.”
Choi Dam-young, who had been covering his eyes with his hand, suddenly muttered.
“I left the condoms in the car, remember?”
She didn’t know why she found that funny in this situation.
Eo-ryeong’s lips softly spread into a smile, and she let out a small laugh. Perhaps it was the result of the tension that had been gripping her entire nervous system suddenly melting away.
Choi Dam-young, annoyed by her laughter, bit her soft cheek. Eo-ryeong, feeling the scrape of his teeth on her skin, let out a small “Ouch” and slowly sat up.
She rolled her eyes back and forth, looking like she had something to say, and then whispered,
“I have a condom...”
“Huh?”
“The one you dropped last time.”
She had found it after seeing him off from their night together.
At the time, she hadn’t expected to encounter such a situation, and she had simply put it aside. Now, she felt embarrassed, like she had been holding onto it like a cherished possession.
Choi Dam-young stretched out on the bed and gently stroked her lips.
“Really?”
“...”
“What are you waiting for? Go get it.”
Eo-ryeong jumped up as if she had been waiting for those words. She retrieved the condom, which she had hidden in the corner of a drawer next to the sofa, and carried it back like a precious treasure. Choi Dam-young, who had already sat up on the bed, pulled Eo-ryeong’s wrist and drew her between his legs.
It was at that moment that Eo-ryeong opened her mouth.
“Did you do this with my sister too?”
“What?”
“With Ha-jin... did you sleep with her?”
Everything had been revealed to be a baseless misunderstanding, but there was still something left to address.
‘Do you think he wouldn’t have hit on me?’
Of course, since they had known each other much longer than she had known him, there might be some untold stories between them.
However, she couldn’t suppress the instinctive dislike that arose within her. She had never thought of Choi Dam-young as hers, and she knew she couldn’t interfere with his past relationships...
But her sister.
Especially her sister...
“Who? Lee Ha-jin?”
Choi Dam-young looked like he couldn’t believe his ears.
The beautiful smile he always tried to put on for Eo-ryeong, like a child wanting to be praised, was completely gone.
“I swear, I’ve never even touched her fingertip.”
However, because his true, unadorned face was revealed, she knew that it wasn’t just empty words covered by his usual smooth charm. The expression on his face, serving as evidence, made Eo-ryeong feel a warm rush in her head. It was a kind of joy.
“Why? She’s pretty...”
“It’s hard to hear that when someone even prettier says it.”
Eo-ryeong wanted to hide somewhere every time he said that. He always repeated how beautiful she was as if stating an obvious fact, even though she had never thought of herself that way.
The denial that almost slipped out was interrupted by his hands, which were now undressing her pants.
“Honey, let’s communicate with our bodies now.”
The desire he couldn’t hide was clearly visible in the bulge in his pants. His arm pulled her in sharply. As Eo-ryeong fell into his arms, their two bodies rolled around on the bed. When she opened her eyes, her pants and panties were sliding down her legs at once.
“Ugh...!”
His wet tongue began to tease her dry vulva. He took a big bite of the soft, parted flesh in the center and then, following his usual pattern, eagerly rubbed the small black dot with his tongue.
Every time he rolled his tongue, the hole that secretly revealed the pink flesh repeatedly contracted and relaxed.
“Uh, wait... ahh...!”
He persistently lingered below. As if his only goal was to make Eo-ryeong wet with arousal, he licked every fold of her labia, then quickly placed his tongue on her clit.
“Haa, ah...”
Eo-ryeong’s shoulders curled, and her chest swelled. Her eyes closed involuntarily. She was now too accustomed to melting into the pleasure he gave her to even think about resisting.
The rough taste buds scraped her erect clit, the slightly curly black hair tickled her mons pubis and perineum, and every time she tightened and released her muscles in rhythm with her breathing, something wet flowed out from the gap...
He skillfully rolled his tongue, as if he would paint her vulva with his saliva, and only when Eo-ryeong’s thighs gripped his head tightly did he pull his lips away. A silvery thread stretched between his lips, slightly reddened from suction, and her vulva.
Instead of breaking it with his finger, he swirled his tongue and licked it away, then flipped Eo-ryeong’s limp body over.
“Ah, wait, why, why...!”
Eo-ryeong, flustered by his move to a position she didn’t particularly like, gripped the sheets tightly.
However, before she could protest properly, her buttocks, which had been squeezed and kneaded by him until they were about to burst, were spread apart again, and she felt the stickiness of the gel and the hardness of something firm being inserted between them.
“Yeah, because...”
Choi Dam-young, bracing himself by her head, lowered his heavy body. From the ceiling’s perspective, Eo-ryeong was hidden behind Choi Dam-young’s back. His hot breath tickled her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Eo-ryeong swallowed a gasp.
“If I look at your face while doing it, I think I’ll cum too fast.”
Her vagina, which had been mercilessly ravaged by his tongue moments ago, gradually opened and accepted the heavy foreign object. The sticky mucous membrane, already stretched and lubricated by his stimulation, clung to his cock, welcoming its intrusion.
“Since there’s only one condom...”
“Hnnng...!”
“We have to make it last with just this one, right?”
Choi Dam-young, having inserted his thick cock halfway, felt the suction of her tightly clenching inner walls and smiled awkwardly.
“Is it because I loosened you up quickly today?”
He pulled back and then lightly thrust forward, and his cock slid in further, making Eo-ryeong’s toes curl involuntarily.
“You’re clenching harder than usual.”
“Ah, uh...”
“Relax, honey.”
He let out a husky voice and slipped his hand under Eo-ryeong’s body, wrapping around her navel. He repositioned himself, lifting her as if pushing her away, and then thrust his cock all the way in, past his darkly swollen testicles.
“Hng!”
The sensation of her legs throbbing and her insides being tightly squeezed made Eo-ryeong rub her forehead against the sheets.
Choi Dam-young spread her milky white buttocks wide apart. Her vagina, sucking his cock as if trying to drain every drop of semen, and her slender, protruding buttocks were fully exposed.
This was also why Eo-ryeong particularly disliked this position. Unlike him, who would be thrilled with anything she did, she was very shy.
The black dot, trembling along her twitching labia, was incredibly adorable. He felt like he could spend the whole day kissing it and feel completely satisfied.
He moved skillfully from his kneeling position. He pulled his cock out, which was scraping her vaginal walls comfortably like a baby in a cradle, and then thrust it back in violently until his pubic bone slammed against her buttocks with a resounding smack!
“Hng...!”
She was so tense that her tightly clenched external obliques involuntarily stiffened and then relaxed. Of course, the corresponding pleasure was also immense. With each thrust, her brain was filled with a tingling sensation.
Choi Dam-young, letting out a long breath, looked down at Eo-ryeong, who was wriggling with her hands gripping the blanket. He brushed away the hair that was falling over her face and lowered his lips close to her face, which was buried in the sheets.
“Does it hurt, Eo-ryeong?”
There was no answer for a moment.
He wondered if she was in pain because she wasn’t fully relaxed. Sex was an act of mutual coordination between a man and a woman, and the woman inevitably bore a greater burden.
Anxious, he waited for her response, but Eo-ryeong, who had been motionless for a while, shook her head timidly. Only then did he notice that her ear, faintly visible through her hair, was flushed the color of a ripe apple.
Choi Dam-young, unable to suppress his pleased reaction, made a soothing sound and licked his lips.
His action, resembling a lip-smacking gesture, highlighted one of the few animalistic aspects of humans. It was fortunate that Eo-ryeong didn’t see it, as it exuded a subtle ferocity.
As expected, he began to thrust his hips without hesitation.
The shaft of his cock, even when fully inserted, relentlessly churned inside her vagina, which seemed eager to devour more. Eo-ryeong, pinned beneath him, tried to stifle her cries, but sharp, seductive moans escaped her lips.
“Hng, uh, ah, ah... hng...!”
Eo-ryeong was paralyzed by the relentless thrusting of his cock. The sounds of flesh rubbing and the squelching of her vagina, stretching and closing excessively, mingled into a chaotic symphony that scraped her eardrums.
Although only their lower bodies were colliding, the tingling sensation from head to toe ruthlessly assaulted her brain.
“Ah... hng, uh...!”
Every time the swollen tip grazed her cervix, the fine hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. As if sensing that the frantic rubbing of that area was particularly stimulating, Choi Dam-young ruthlessly pounded that spot. There was no more blatant display of rhythmic thrusting.
“Uhn, just a little, slow, ah, ah!”
The sensation of being deeply penetrated filled her insides with dizzying pleasure. Every time the metal-like object inside her writhed like a snake on a hot surface, water trickled out from the widened gap.
The already moist junction, soaked with the condom’s sticky gel, was becoming increasingly drenched in mucus.
Thwack, thwack!
He, who had been pounding her insides like a weapon, suddenly lowered his upper body. Eo-ryeong, feeling pressure on her lower lip, unconsciously opened her mouth. A long, straight finger crept inside like an intruder and pressed down on her tongue. The saliva she hadn’t swallowed yet stretched like a spider web on his finger.
Feeling like her saliva would spill out, Eo-ryeong involuntarily tightened her oral mucosa and swallowed. Naturally, the finger, which had been occupying a space inside, also clung to the wet walls and then slipped away.
It was as if a sinister voice was cursing behind her back.
Even amidst this, the relentless hip movements, slapping her buttocks and pounding the split gap, didn’t stop. Distracted, Eo-ryeong couldn’t properly understand what he was saying.
“Hnng, hng, uh...”
Somehow, her entire body, top and bottom, was being invaded by him.
However, the feeling of being completely consumed by him from head to toe evoked an even deeper and more dizzying pleasure.
The piston-like thrusting, which had been steadily increasing in speed, finally came to a halt when his buttocks, colliding with her abdomen, were soaked with moisture, and he felt the relentless tightness of her mucous membrane, which bit down without a gap, like interlocking puzzle pieces, as he thrust deeply.
As evidenced by their bodies, which were passionately intertwined even without words, Eo-ryeong had reached orgasm.
She bit down on his finger, which she had been holding in her mouth. Choi Dam-young groaned, and with the finger that still tingled, he rubbed Eo-ryeong’s soft tongue. Then, he pulled it out, brought it to his lips, and licked it greedily like a libertine.
“Haa, ha...”
While she was still dazed, Choi Dam-young pulled out his cock and lightly flipped her body over. Her legs spread wide in an “M” shape, like a frog lying on its back, and his thick, long cock, stimulated and throbbing, rubbed against her vulva. He licked every corner of Eo-ryeong’s flushed mouth.
“Eo-ryeong, you can’t be tired yet.”
The sticky rubbing sensation sent shivers down her spine. When she lowered her head, following his action of sucking her tongue and moving away, she saw his cock, which, unlike hers, was still swollen and erect, right in front of her.
“I’m going to make you come at least ten times before I cum.”
He muttered as if it were a grand ambition, then moved only his hips to aim his glans at her entrance. The huge mass of flesh gradually widened the tender entrance.
“Ah...!”
Perhaps because she had just reached climax, the mere sensation of that arm-sized object entering her body made her lips part and a faint flash appear before her eyes. When the flesh packed tightly and finally thrust all the way in, her lower abdomen trembled. The cock, unable to release its semen, seemed to have swollen even more, and the feeling of fullness was overwhelming.
“But honey.”
“Hng, uh...?”
“If I were really getting married, what would you have done?”
The timing of the question was truly cruel.
Why did he have to ask such a question just when she was longing for him to continue the lingering heat of pleasure with his thrusting?
Choi Dam-young, his eyes sparkling like scattered fragments of sunlight, slowly raised his lower body, teasing her.
“Were you going to cry your eyes out, telling me not to do that with another woman, huh...?”
“...I guess so.”
“Huh?”
“Whether I’m allowed to...”
I’m not sure...
Her voice, laced with damp breaths, timidly conveyed her thoughts. Choi Dam-young’s marriage to another woman. Even though it was proven to be a misunderstanding, the thought still made her chest ache.
All the kindness, consideration, and intimacy she had received from him until now, the thought of them all being directed towards another woman, made her feel like she had a deep, blue bruise inside.
Even in the midst of that, she questioned her own qualifications. Whether she was someone who could say such things to him. Whether she had that much influence.
At Eo-ryeong’s self-deprecating words, he stopped his gentle hip movements. Then, he cupped her eyes with his palm and rubbed them, as if wiping away tears. Eo-ryeong wasn’t crying now, but strangely, it was comforting. It was as if he was caressing her heart, not just her eyes.
“Of course you are.”
“...”
“You can do anything, Eo-ryeong.”
The way he confirmed the uneasy part, going out of his way to do so, was sweet and comforting like young love. Asking questions he didn’t have to, giving such assurances, was probably because he knew well what worries and anxieties she had faced.
Eo-ryeong hesitated, then slowly stretched out her arms towards the air.
Choi Dam-young widened his eyes in surprise, then laughed and leaned forward. Although Eo-ryeong was the one who hugged him with her outstretched arms, it somehow looked like he was the one embracing her.
He kissed her cheek tenderly, as if he knew she had mustered a lot of courage.
It wasn’t long before their two naked bodies, clinging to each other like one, began to heat up again.
They had just finished showering and were about to lie down.
A phone call came in. The caller was unexpected.
After making Eo-ryeong reach climax several times as promised, leaving her exhausted, he carefully washed her and sent her out first. Choi Dam-young, who had finished showering later, stopped shaking his wet hair.
Contrary to his expectation that she would be limp and exhausted, Eo-ryeong was sitting upright, focused on the call.
From his perspective, it was a rather one-sided call. She was only listening with a stiff expression, without saying anything.
“What’s wrong?”
“I got a call from my father.”
“...”
“My sister...”
Eo-ryeong, staring blankly into the air as if she couldn’t understand what she had just heard, slowly turned her head towards him. As soon as their eyes met, Choi Dam-young realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately started searching for the car keys he had thrown somewhere.
He quickly got dressed and left the house.
After spending hours rolling around, his shiny car was still parked crookedly in the alley.
Whether someone passing by was annoyed by the obstruction and got angry, there was a new, long scratch on the side of the door.
Despite Eo-ryeong’s concern, he shrugged casually and said, “I’ll just get a new car,” before getting into the driver’s seat.
“The address?”
Eo-ryeong stammered.
As his fingers moved around, the location of her parents’ house, which she had rarely visited since entering university, appeared on the navigation.
“I heard Lee Ha-jin had been unusually sensitive lately.”
“...”
“Was it all because of the pregnancy...”
Choi Dam-young repeated the brief information Eo-ryeong gave him, as if talking to himself. In fact, it wasn’t about the pregnancy anymore. The calls from her father were always bad news for Eo-ryeong. Her sister’s sudden miscarriage was also one of them.
The car quickly arrived at her parents’ house.
Eo-ryeong told him to wait and quickly ran inside.
As expected, her father, who had called, was not home.
As the head of a company, he was incredibly busy, and he had clearly called her to somehow appease Ha-jin, who was angry. Ha-jin hated her, but she also knew that venting her anger would relieve her.
As soon as she reached the second floor, she heard something breaking. Immediately after, Ha-jin’s scream pierced her ears.
Familiar structure, familiar crashing sound, familiar shouting...
Eo-ryeong instinctively shrank back. Her hurried steps stopped as if nailed to the ground.
It was an ingrained, habitual action, but she was also frustrated by it.
Why was it so difficult and burdensome to take just one step? Eo-ryeong clenched her fist tightly. She straightened her legs, which wanted to run away, and opened her sister’s door.
The inside was a mess, as expected.
In the chaotic scene of everything broken and scattered, Ha-jin couldn’t be unscathed. Like the debris of something broken, her hair was disheveled, and her empty, sunken eyes, like a dark night, exuded an ominous atmosphere. Ha-jin glanced at Eo-ryeong with that face and walked towards her, staggering. Her chilling gaze brushed past her.
Click.
Her fingers locked the door that Eo-ryeong had just opened.
“Did you come with Choi Dam-young?”
“...”
“Why, did you come to see me like this?”
Ha-jin, uttering self-destructive words, chuckled. Her forced laughter, from a face that looked like she could collapse at any moment, crumbled weakly.
“Why are you happy?”
She said, leaning against the door.
“I told you, you shouldn’t be happy.”
Ha-jin’s features began to change in a familiar way. There were signs of her face twisting hideously, like at her stepmother’s funeral, when she blamed everything on Eo-ryeong.
“Who killed our mother? Who...!”
It seemed like a black puddle had formed at Ha-jin’s feet. The malevolent energy she was generating seemed to be dripping down, creating such a thing. It was an atmosphere that made her swallow her fear, wondering if she would be sucked in like a swamp or submerged like a lake if she approached.
Eo-ryeong watched her sister, who was muttering ominously like a screw had come loose.
Whether it was because the eyes that usually glared at her like they would devour her were unusually empty today, or because the heart that someone had been steadily comforting had decided to stretch and show its presence today.
She couldn’t tell for sure, but Eo-ryeong didn’t want to back down weakly today. Relying on that determination, she spoke clearly.
“Why... why is it my fault?”
“What?”
“It’s not my fault, sister.”
Eo-ryeong’s clear tone cut through the desolate air of the bedroom.
Ha-jin slowly raised her head. Her shocked face looked like that of someone bitten by a dog that had never been expected to bite.
“Stop blaming everything on me... just stop.”
Her heart was beating uncomfortably. Tension rose in her throat like sour liquid. But she didn’t want to back down today. Because what she said was undeniably true.
‘It’s not your fault.’
Because there was someone who had told her so firmly, as if there was no room for denial.
“Are you crazy?”
“......”
“You, you, now, what... hey!”
Ha-jin’s loss of control and rush was instantaneous. Eo-ryeong, startled, screamed and dodged. However, the rough hand grabbing her hair was a matter of a moment. The feeling of her scalp being pulled made her eyes well up with heat.
As soon as Eo-ryeong’s scream threatened to escape outside, the locked doorknob rattled. Choi Dam-young’s voice could be heard vaguely from outside, demanding the door be opened. However, Ha-jin, who had lost all sense of reason, was unlikely to open the door politely. Eo-ryeong, busy avoiding Ha-jin’s vicious attacks with her raised fingernails, had no such leisure either.
Bang, bang.
Bang!
The doorknob rattled fiercely. In response, a physical fight ensued inside the chaotic room. Eo-ryeong managed to push away Ha-jin, who clung to her like a demon.
Ha-jin, unable to regain her balance, fell onto the soft floor. She stared at Eo-ryeong, who stood upright unlike herself, with an empty gaze. It was a look that refused to believe that her younger sister had pushed her, and that she had fallen so pathetically.
The gaze was mutual.
Eo-ryeong was also taking in Ha-jin.
Only then did she truly see her sister, broken beyond repair. This was the end of someone who had been consumed by their own greed and had poured all their energy into devouring others. It was nothing short of tragic and devastating.
Eo-ryeong moistened her parched lips with her tongue and took a deep breath.
“From now on, I won’t answer your calls, sister.”
“......”
“So, you... live your own life.”
Bang!
The doorknob, kicked repeatedly, was completely broken and fell off the door, rolling on the floor. Choi Dam-young was visible through the opened door. He scanned the situation, then quickly approached.
“Are you hurt?”
His fingers caressed Eo-ryeong’s soft cheek. He was carefully checking if there were any ugly scratches like in the past. Eo-ryeong nodded, enjoying his touch. Then, she took his hand and lowered it.
“Let’s go.”
It was a clear yet exhausted request. Choi Dam-young intertwined their fingers and turned to look.
The look in Ha-jin’s eyes, watching them, seemed to flicker with despair.
He kissed Eo-ryeong’s hand as if to show off, then left the bedroom.
Unlike before, there was no sound from behind.
Eo-ryeong glanced at him as she walked down the stairs.
It was her parents’ house, filled with abuse and oppression.
Just like when she had entered, her steps had automatically stopped, it was a place filled with fearful memories. But strangely, with Choi Dam-young by her side, it all seemed to fade away.
Even when the wounds that had burst open felt vividly swollen, when she replayed Choi Dam-young’s sincere words, everything seemed to blur into gray.
“I told you to wait...”
“I was going to, but then I remembered Lee Ha-jin slapping your cheek.”
“......”
“You’re too kind, you probably would have just taken it, so I ran to take the hit for you instead.”
Eo-ryeong chuckled softly.
Before getting into the car after walking out of the garden, Eo-ryeong looked up at the large mansion.
As she lowered her eyes, she heard the sound of the leaves swaying in the gentle breeze that enveloped the garden. It was something she hadn’t heard before. Or perhaps, even if she had heard it, her heart was so wounded and bruised that she didn’t have the leisure to enjoy such small, everyday things.
A product filled with painful memories.
Eo-ryeong had finally cut off something akin to a bad relationship. But like the saying “well begun is half done,” that first step she had taken gave her a refreshing sense of courage.
As she got into the car and felt his hand fasten her seatbelt, Eo-ryeong murmured, as if experiencing something new.
“I told my sister... not to contact me anymore.”
“Good job.”
“I also told her it wasn’t my fault.”
“How can you only say such correct things? You should be a teacher.”
The energy that had been drained away gradually returned in the face of his characteristic banter. Her lips curved into a deep smile without her realizing it.
There was only one thing she had to thank Ha-jin for.
For letting her meet him.
“Thank you...”
Could she have made this decision without him?
Probably not.
She might still be living, blaming herself for everything, unable to escape from her trauma and damaged self-esteem.
That’s why these words naturally slipped out.
The sudden greeting felt somewhat awkward, so Eo-ryeong lowered her eyes.
A moment later, a shadow fell over her face.
When she looked up, wondering why, their lips were already touching.
A few months later.
Eo-ryeong had a brief phone call with her father.
“I plan to move out as soon as I get the money.”
The courage she had gained from cutting off Ha-jin made her want to erase this entire family, which was close to a bad relationship. But her father probably wouldn’t allow it. If he were going to let her go so easily, he wouldn’t have brought her in and raised her in the first place.
So, Eo-ryeong decided to at least not receive any support from him.
She had no intention of filling her life with her father’s power, wealth, and material possessions. With graduation and job hunting approaching, she planned to organize her current home and become self-reliant as soon as she had the means to earn money.
-Is it true that you’re seeing the second son of DW Holdings?
Despite her courageous words, her father changed the subject. She didn’t know if her sister had told him or if he had investigated on his own, but she could easily guess that it was very good news for him.
It was obvious that he wanted to somehow create a connection with Choi Dam-young’s family through this relationship. This attitude made her realize once again that she was still nothing more than a pawn to protect his wealth and power. Eo-ryeong hung up without answering, feeling bitter.
However, from another perspective, it could be seen as a form of revenge. She would absolutely not allow her father to use her relationship with Choi Dam-young. Her determination was rather firm for someone as soft-hearted as her. She, who had been hidden like a useless pawn, would become a pawn that he couldn’t use when he wanted to. Wouldn’t that be the best and greatest revenge she could inflict on her father?
“Then you’ll have to save money right after you get a job. Won’t it be hard?” Finally, the end of the semester arrived. It was the last free time as a student, just before jumping into the job market. They were lying on the bed, covered only by a blanket, their naked bodies exposed to the soft rays of sunlight, and having a conversation. “I want to, even if it’s hard.”
“You’ll have to look for a place to live, too.”
“Yeah...” As they talked, it became clear that it wasn’t going to be easy. Could she really do it? She had made up her mind, but the reality of losing her father’s support hadn’t fully sunk in yet. It would probably become real from the moment she took that first step with her own courage. “Hmm.” He trailed off, fiddling with Eo-ryeong’s thin hair. When she calmly looked up at him, sensing he had something to say, he spoke up. “Why don’t you live with me?”
“......Huh?”
“I have many empty rooms at my place.”
Eo-ryeong, having been there, knew better. Yet, when she didn’t react to his unexpected proposal, Choi Dam-young pulled her into his arms.
“I don’t understand why you’d look for another place when I’m here.”
“But...”
“Actually, I wanted to get you a new place, but I thought you’d feel too burdened.”
Eo-ryeong nodded quickly, as if her head might fall off.
It was as clear as yesterday how she had been horrified and returned the car he had bought for her as a birthday present last fall, despite her not even having a license, due to his wealth and reckless impulsiveness.
Choi Dam-young smiled and caressed Eo-ryeong’s cheek with his fingertips.
“More than that, I really want to live with you, you know?”
She didn’t even ask if he was serious.
Throughout their steadily growing relationship, none of his invitations like this had ever been a joke.
Frankly, Eo-ryeong was thrilled.
Since they had recently been alternating between his place and hers, she had often thought it would be better to settle on one place.
“But, if I’m a burden...”
“I’m begging you to be one.”
“...”
“Please be a burden, honey. Let me use that to tie you down completely.”
Even though she thought she was getting used to it, these outrageous moments that popped up every now and then were hard to adjust to.
Eo-ryeong, smiling awkwardly, ended the conversation by saying she would think about it.
“Think about it carefully, reeeally carefully.”
He muttered, sounding more like he was issuing a warning than persuading her, and then climbed on top of her, their bodies overlapping. His lips, close to her ear, breathed out warm air.
“And I did say there are many rooms, but actually, there’s only one place for you to stay.”
After saying that, he showered Eo-ryeong’s cheeks, jawline, and ears with random kisses. A ticklish sensation spread, both where his lips touched and in a corner of her heart.
Even though she had said she would think about it, Eo-ryeong could clearly see how her future would unfold.
As always, she would be completely swayed by his sweet talk.
But she didn’t dislike it.
Rather, she was delighted. She sincerely hoped he would be in all the time to come.
She felt a surge of excitement, thinking that living with him might be a new beginning. It was an emotion that could easily be called anticipation.
<The End>
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