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Chapter 3
Chapter 3
“Phew.”
Perhaps because it had been a while since she last drank, the alcohol hit her quickly despite the wine not being particularly strong.
Yewon touched her flushed cheeks and contemplated her next sip.
Maybe it was the alcohol taking effect, but a deep resentment toward Seung-hyun settled in her heart.
“Back then, and even now... I’ve never even confessed once, so why do I always feel like I’ve been rejected?”
The fact that these thoughts slipped out loud indicated she had already drunk quite a bit.
Realizing it would be wise to stop, Yewon pushed the wine glass away.
Yet, why did it feel like the glass kept tempting her?
“Just one more sip... what harm could it do?”
After all, she was already tipsy—what difference would one more sip make?
Yewon pulled the glass back and refilled it with wine.
The floral aroma and sweet fruity notes of the wine suited her palate perfectly.
Though she knew sweet wines tended to make her drunk faster, she couldn’t bring herself to stop.
“Huff... I’ve had too much...”
It wasn’t until after another sip that Yewon finally managed to put the glass down.
Realizing she needed to hurry to her bedroom and lie down, she quickly tidied up and stood up—but suddenly—
“…!”
The room spun before her eyes.
Startled, Yewon froze in place, her eyes wide open.
With Seung-hyun still in the study, she needed to stay composed until she reached the bedroom.
Her initial joy at his early return had faded.
Taking a deep breath, Yewon cautiously began to move.
Descending the stairs proved challenging, but she focused hard on staying steady.
Finally reaching the first floor, she returned the wine to the fridge and washed the glass, placing it on the drying rack.
Now all she had to do was head quietly to the bedroom. But just as she turned around—
“…!”
Seeing Seung-hyun standing right in front of her made Yewon’s heart drop.
Too shocked to scream, she clutched her chest, frozen in place. Seung-hyun frowned.
“Did you drink alcohol just now?”
She hadn’t wanted this mishap to happen, but here she was, caught red-handed.
“Just a little…”
Though there was nothing wrong with an adult drinking, Yewon instinctively tried to downplay it.
“Why am I lying again?”
Realizing there was no reason to hide it, Yewon decided to be honest—just as—
“…!”
“Not just a little.”
Seung-hyun leaned forward, bringing his face close to hers and sniffed lightly.
The proximity startled her.
Frozen, Yewon held her breath, unable to move.
“You reek of alcohol, and your ears are bright red.”
Seung-hyun’s fingers gently rolled the curve of her earlobe.
The sudden contact sent heat rushing through Yewon’s body.
Confused, she stared at him as he gave her an enigmatic smile.
“You haven’t changed. Back in college, whenever you got drunk, your ears would turn red first.”
“You… remember that?”
“How could I forget? You couldn’t hold your liquor but kept forcing yourself to drink until you passed out in the art club room. It happened more than once.”
As far as Yewon remembered, she had only gotten completely drunk twice: during the first art club meeting and on the last day of her freshman spring semester.
But Seung-hyun hadn’t stayed until the end of either gathering.
Though puzzled, she assumed his memory was sharper than hers, given how drunk she had been, so she didn’t question it further.
“I admit I had a bit to drink. I’ll head inside now.”
Awkwardly smiling, Yewon tried to push away his hand, which was making her feel increasingly flustered.
But soon, his large hand grasped her wrist firmly.
Where his skin touched hers burned like fire.
“Do you really want to get pregnant?”
“Haven’t we already settled that discussion?”
Surprised he brought it up again, she questioned him.
Letting out a long sigh, Seung-hyun spoke.
“Do you think drinking alcohol is appropriate while preparing for pregnancy?”
He wasn’t wrong, so Yewon simply pressed her lips together in silence.
She had heard countless times at the fertility center about all the preparations necessary for pregnancy.
And yet, she had carelessly overlooked one of the most basic precautions.
Overwhelmed by her emotions, Yewon averted her gaze from Seung-hyun.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
“Do you often drink alone at home?”
Before answering, Yewon shook her head.
“No, I only drank today.”
“Why just today? Did something happen?”
“No... nothing happened. Really, there’s nothing.”
There was no way she could voice the real reason, so she had no choice but to respond like that.
At her answer, Seung-hyun let out a soft chuckle.
“Interesting.”
Then, with his thumb, he gently pressed against Yewon’s lips.
It felt as though all her senses were drawn to that single point of contact.
The tingling sensation running down her spine left her unable to move even an inch.
She wanted to ask why he was rolling her earlobe and pressing her lips.
Before she knew it, Seung-hyun had moved from her lips to her chin, trying to part her mouth. Something about him felt unsettling.
Realizing this couldn’t go on, Yewon mustered up the courage to ask.
“Why… are you doing this?”
Her strained voice made Seung-hyun release his grip on her chin.
He stared at her intently before placing both hands on either side of her, trapping her between his arms.
With the sink behind her, Yewon found herself completely enclosed by Seung-hyun’s body.
“I want to do it today.”
“What?”
Unconsciously, Yewon raised her voice.
Her eyes widened like saucers as she looked up at him, and he tapped her forehead lightly with his finger.
“Having sex only on your ovulation days for the sake of pregnancy feels unfair to me.”
“Seung-hyun, why are you acting like this all of a sudden?”
Flustered, Yewon tried to pull back slightly, but his firm hold prevented her from escaping.
“I’m saying there are days when I feel aroused too.”
“...”
“I don’t think I can just suppress myself on days that aren’t your ovulation days.”
“Seung-hyun...”
“Let’s set the conditions clearly. I want us to spend nights together not only on your ovulation days but also on days when I desire it.”
Yewon was utterly unprepared for such words, leaving her speechless.
The dizziness she had felt from the alcohol moments ago vanished as if washed away.
“I’m not a machine—I can’t get excited only on specific dates.”
“...”
“At the same time, I don’t want to create another woman and alternate between two women just to satisfy my desires.”
Each casual, indifferent word Seung-hyun threw out left fresh wounds in Yewon’s heart.
“Since we’re already married, isn’t it our duty as a couple to fulfill each other’s needs?”
It felt as though he was confirming to himself that sex with Yewon was nothing more than a means to relieve his urges—neither more nor less.
‘Does this mean he has no relationship with Senior Se-ah?’
His mention of not wanting another woman naturally led her thoughts there.
Yewon bit her lip, lowering her gaze.
Seeing this, Seung-hyun cupped her chin and forced her to look at him.
“Answer me.”
“...I don’t know.”
Her mind was blank, as white as a sheet of paper.
The lack of reality made her wonder if she was dreaming vividly due to drinking too much.
After two years of sharing the same bed without a single touch, this felt surreal.
“Then think about your answer while we kiss.”
“Mm!”
Seung-hyun immediately claimed her lips.
His tongue plunged deep into her mouth with such urgency that it felt overwhelming.
The way he sucked on her lips as if trying to pull her roots apart made her legs go limp almost instantly.
Just as she thought she might collapse, Seung-hyun firmly held her waist, preventing her from falling.
“Mmm...”
Not satisfied, his hand slipped beneath her clothes, softly caressing her bare skin. A moan escaped through her parted lips.
Moments ago, she had been stiff in front of him, but now, just exchanging tongues had melted her resolve.
Though she hated how weak she was becoming, Yewon didn’t want to push him away.
As the lingering effects of alcohol seeped back into her body, she grew bolder, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Sometimes he teased her gently, brushing against sensitive spots, but most of the time, he overwhelmed her, pushing deeper and deeper inside.
When he grazed her most sensitive areas, heat pooled low in her abdomen, making her writhe.
Seung-hyun’s kisses were far hotter and more intense than last time.
“Mmm...”
By now, his hand had traveled past her waist and ribs, slipping inside her underwear.
His large hand cupped her full breast, squeezing it firmly.
Yewon’s body trembled faintly. Unbothered, Seung-hyun continued moving his hand.
Rolling her nipple between his fingers and grazing it with his fingertips sent waves of heat flooding her lower belly.
“Mmm...”
He had told her to think of an answer while kissing, but he was making it impossible for her to think at all.
Last time, the thought of Jong-hee possibly eavesdropping outside had kept her from fully focusing on the kiss.
This time, alone with him, every sensation felt amplified.
Though inexperienced, Yewon’s desire for Seung-hyun to fill the aching void within her grew stronger.
“Haah.”
Seung-hyun finally pulled away from their heated kiss and gazed down at her with smoldering eyes.
His labored breathing gave him an unexpectedly erotic air.
“Seung-hyun...”
“Hmm?”
“Let’s do it. Tonight.”
Yewon summoned the courage, leaning on the intoxication coursing through her veins.
Though she was using the alcohol as a crutch, her words were sincere.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, fearing he might reject her.
But she knew rejection wasn’t likely—after all, he had been the one to initiate this.
Even so, every second waiting for his response felt like an eternity.
Time seemed to freeze, the only sound in the room the relentless ticking of the clock.
“Seung-hyun?”
“No taking it back this time.”
“…!”
With that, Seung-hyun crushed his lips against hers once more.
His movements were possessive, leaving no room for escape as his tongue wrapped around hers in fiery strokes, each touch electrifying.
Yewon clung desperately to her fading consciousness, tightening her arms around his neck.
Seung-hyun continued to knead her breasts, stimulating every sensitive spot with practiced ease.
He seemed to know exactly how to drive her wild, making her restless with need.
The unfamiliar sensations flickered before her like sparks, leaving her momentarily frightened.
But despite the fear, Yewon didn’t pull away—she wanted him too much.
Whatever he desired, she was willing to give.
“Ah.”
In the midst of surrendering herself completely to his lead—
Yewon’s body lifted into the air.
Seung-hyun scooped her up effortlessly and carried her to the bedroom, gently laying her down on the bed.
His gaze burned hotter than ever as it swept over her.
Though this wasn’t the first time she’d felt such a look from him, her heart raced so fiercely she could barely breathe.
Being kissed while standing in the kitchen and lying together on the bed in their private space made all the difference.
Wherever his eyes lingered, heat flared across her skin.
“Seung-hyun...”
Unsure of what to do or how to respond, she called out his name.
His pitch-black pupils gleamed even brighter in the dim light.
“Isn’t today close to your ovulation day?”
“Ah... probably.”
She couldn’t answer honestly because of the lie she had told earlier.
Seung-hyun shook his head slightly, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
“It might hurt since it’s your first time.”
“...Okay.”
“If anything feels uncomfortable, tell me.”
Before his words had even faded, Seung-hyun placed his hands on her knees and spread her legs apart.
“Seung-hyun, wait...!”
Startled, Yewon instinctively tried to close her legs, but Seung-hyun’s rock-solid thigh wedged itself between them, holding her firmly in place.
“Since we’re going to do it anyway, don’t waste time.”
Permission clearly no longer mattered to him.
He pressed his body against hers and immediately thrust his tongue deep into her mouth.
It was as if he intended to leave her utterly disoriented, thoroughly exploring every inch.
“Haah.”
As their lips parted, Yewon gasped for air.
Lost in the kiss, she hadn’t noticed until now—her shirt and bra had been pushed up, exposing her bare skin.
“You seem reserved, but when it comes to this, you’re not.”
Muttering softly, Seung-hyun lowered his head, stopping above her breast.
Without hesitation, he took her hardened nipple into his mouth.
His wet, hot tongue swirled teasingly around the taut bud.
“Mmm!”
The way he skillfully manipulated her with his tongue forced a moan from Yewon that she wished she could suppress.
Startled, she instinctively raised her hands to cover her mouth, but Seung-hyun caught her wrists.
“Don’t hold back. Let me hear you. That way, I’ll know what makes you feel more.”
“…!”
“And hearing your sounds turns me on even more.”
“Hnn!”
Seung-hyun returned his lips to her nipple, sucking gently.
At the same time, his large hand moved to her other breast, rolling it in slow circles before pinching the tip between his fingers.
“Ahn...”
Overwhelmed by the unfamiliar stimulation, Yewon couldn’t hold back her moans.
The pleasure swelling within her was too intense to suppress, rippling all the way to the top of her head.
As she lay there, enduring his kneading and sucking, her lower body twitched uncontrollably, growing wetter with each passing moment.
It was as if her body was already yearning for him.
Unable to contain her arousal, she writhed slightly, only for Seung-hyun to pin her down with both hands.
He then returned his focus to what he had been doing.
“Stay still.”
His commanding tone made her reflexively lower her gaze.
That’s when she saw him flick out his tongue, licking and teasing her hardened nipple as though it were coated in something sweet.
The sight was undeniably erotic.
“Hnn...”
As she twisted her hips and let out a moan, Seung-hyun paused his ministrations on her breast and lifted his eyes to meet hers.
Their gazes locked, yet he didn’t look away even for a second.
“This can’t be real.”
The scene felt so shockingly sensual that it seemed impossible to exist in this world.
“Haah.”
Yewon was the first to break eye contact.
The strange, overwhelming sensation surging through her scalp made it unbearable to keep her eyes open.
Not knowing where to put her hands, she clutched the bedsheet tightly and bit down hard on her lip.
“Make some noise.”
Seung-hyun glanced up at her with a sharp edge in his voice.
“I... can’t.”
At her response, Seung-hyun tilted his head and let out a dry chuckle.
“So you’re still holding back, huh?”
“What? Ah...!”
Without warning, he slid his hand down and pressed firmly against her panties.
The dampness beneath them caused Yewon’s face to flush bright red, her body jerking violently.
“Let’s see how long you can stay composed.”
“Ahn!”
Seung-hyun gently pushed her underwear aside with his fingertips.
He stared intently at the slick, glistening folds that quivered at even the slightest touch.
The shame of being so exposed—and visibly aroused—was almost unbearable for Yewon.
She was overcome with an indescribable mix of emotions.
“You’re soaked. At this point, you might as well beg me to hurry up and enter you.”
“Hnn!”
Seung-hyun lightly grazed her sensitive spot with his fingertips.
Her toes curled instinctively.
The realization that she was showing just how aroused she was from his kisses and caresses filled her with humiliation.
Each murmur from Seung-hyun sent waves of mortification crashing over her.
“Don’t look at me like that. It’s embarrassing... really.”
Desperate, Yewon pleaded with wide, fearful eyes.
But Seung-hyun deliberately slipped a finger between her parted lips, teasing her entrance.
“Mmm...”
Even though he was barely stimulating her opening, the room filled with lewd sounds.
“Ahn...”
As he gradually moved deeper, rubbing her most sensitive spot in slow circles, something inside her surged uncontrollably.
They hadn’t even begun in earnest, yet Seung-hyun’s single finger left her dripping wet.
She didn’t need to check to know his fingers were slick with her arousal.
At first, her embarrassment outweighed everything else, and despite knowing his thigh was wedged between her legs, she kept tensing them involuntarily.
But now, without him even instructing her, her legs had spread wide open before him.
Even though he was only teasing the surface, the sensations coursing through her were overwhelming.
Just when she thought she couldn’t handle any more, Seung-hyun began gently rocking the finger he had been stroking her with.
“Haah, Seung-hyun... Haah.”
Her hands, which had been gripping the bedsheet tightly, were now buried in his hair.
The intensity of the stimulation far surpassed anything she’d felt earlier, making it nearly impossible to think straight.
Seung-hyun appeared utterly indifferent to her helpless state.
Or perhaps...
“Hnn, not there!”
Even as her hips bucked wildly, he pushed his finger deeper inside her.
Her head spun with the strange, dizzying sensations, but Yewon didn’t push him away.
At first, there had been a tight, stinging discomfort.
But soon, only the sultry pleasure remained.
And yet, even with just his fingers, she was already so aroused. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like when he finally entered her.
The squelching sounds grew closer together.
“Ahn!”
With just one finger, Seung-hyun brought Yewon to her very first climax.
As Yewon’s body trembled, Seung-hyun finally pulled his fingers out from inside her.
As expected, his fingers were soaked with her slick fluids.
This only made Yewon feel even more embarrassed.
“Haah, haah…”
As her strength drained from her body and she gasped for breath, the sound of a buckle being undone echoed in the darkness.
Soon, Seung-hyun climbed on top of Yewon again.
She felt something firm against her thigh.
Even without looking, she knew what was pressing against her.
It was Seung-hyun’s throbbing, angry cock.
“Ahh…”
Without warning, he brought himself to her entrance.
It felt completely different from his fingers.
Her lower body burned as if it were on fire.
Her trembling eyes looked up at him, but Seung-hyun only teased her, moving his hips.
He didn’t enter her, only rubbing against her wet entrance, making her wonder if she was the only one feeling impatient.
“Haah…”
Their mixed fluids made the movements even smoother.
Yet, Seung-hyun still lingered at her entrance.
“Seung-hyun… why are you…”
“Don’t beat around the bush. Say it.”
“…Why are you holding back?”
“You want to ask why I’m not putting it in, don’t you?”
“…Yes.”
It was strange because it felt like he could fill her completely if he just pushed his hips forward a little.
“You told me the chances of pregnancy are higher during ovulation, remember?”
“Yes.”
“That’s why I’m hesitating.”
“Hesitating…?”
Yewon asked back, unsure of what he meant, and Seung-hyun pulled his member away from her entrance.
“So, today would be one of those high-probability days.”
“…”
“You know that even pre-cum can lead to pregnancy, right?”
“Yes…”
“We don’t have a condom, and I don’t want to risk even the smallest chance.”
“What… are you saying?”
If he had something to say, she wished he’d just say it clearly. His roundabout way of speaking was frustrating.
After all, he was the one who had heated her up with the suggestion of sex.
“So, how can you drink alcohol when you don’t know when you might get pregnant?”
“That’s!”
“I don’t want to leave even the slightest chance in a body that’s been drinking.”
His member brushed against her lower abdomen.
“Let’s end it like this today.”
Leaning down, Seung-hyun whispered softly into Yewon’s ear and gently bit her earlobe before letting go.
Then, he softly pressed his lips against hers.
From the start, his tongue plunged deep, intertwining with Yewon’s, making wet, lewd sounds.
The atmosphere grew heated again, and she wanted to expect more.
But just moments ago, Seung-hyun had said they would stop here today.
While she couldn’t understand his intentions at all…
“…!”
Seung-hyun gripped his cock and began to stroke it.
At first, she wasn’t sure what he was doing.
But soon, Yewon realized he was trying to calm his own arousal by taking care of it himself.
‘Ah…’
The sight of Seung-hyun pleasuring himself in front of her naked body was indescribably humiliating.
Yet, as his member occasionally brushed against her entrance and their passionate kisses continued, Yewon grew wetter.
Her body no longer felt like her own.
And in this moment, it didn’t matter how Seung-hyun saw her.
Today, it was her fault for drinking.
Yewon reached down and began to move her fingers, just as Seung-hyun had done to her.
“Hahh…”
It wasn’t just about wanting to feel good—she didn’t want to leave Seung-hyun to do this alone.
At first, her movements were awkward, but they quickly became natural.
“Mmm…”
“Haah…”
As her pace quickened, her moans grew hotter.
When the unfamiliar sensation concentrated in one spot and burst, covering her entire body—
“Ahh…”
Seung-hyun also released a stream of opaque fluid onto Yewon’s stomach.
The two exhaled deeply, taking in each other’s appearances.
Though their bodies hadn’t intertwined, it felt as though this would be engraved in their memories as the most erotic night they’d ever experienced.
---
When he returned after finishing his shower, Yewon was already fast asleep.
As he gazed down at her labored breathing, an indescribable mix of emotions churned within him.
‘Why did I do that?’
His sudden desire for Yewon had been impulsive.
He hadn’t cared about her romantic relationships, but tonight, her lie had ignited a deep anger within him.
Seung-hyun’s father had always been a man of lies.
Especially towards his late mother, who had loved him unconditionally—his betrayals were relentless.
Though Seung-hyun was young, growing up in such a chaotic household had forced him to mature early. He had long noticed how his father’s infidelity left his mother lonely.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
‘Can’t sleep? Should I warm you up some milk?’
Even as a fifth grader, Seung-hyun could tell something was wrong with his mother.
She resembled a wilting plant, staring blankly out the window.
Looking back now, perhaps she had been waiting for his father.
‘No, I’m about to head in. Why are you still awake, Seung-hyun?’
Despite the despair eating her alive inside, she always smiled in front of him.
He knew full well how much she cried alone in her room.
All his mother had done was love, but Seok-pil had completely turned his back on her.
As his father’s affairs worsened, his mother eventually took her own life in their bedroom.
And Seung-hyun was the one who found her.
‘Please save my mom!’
Tears streaming down his face, he clung to the doctors’ pant legs, begging.
But no miracle came.
‘It’s your father who killed Mom.’
‘Don’t say things you don’t mean. Don’t let something like this break you. Pull yourself together and focus on your studies.’
Seung-hyun had hoped his father might feel even a shred of guilt, but Seok-pil dismissed his mother’s death as “something like this.”
Before the funeral was even over, his father hired people to clear out all traces of her from the house.
Then, Jong-hee, his stepmother now, moved in.
‘From now on, I’m your mother. Call me Mom.’
Though it made no sense, once again, all Seung-hyun could do was nod.
‘Yes.’
That was all he could say.
His mother had lived in pain until the day she passed, yet Seok-pil and Jong-hee seemed happy.
It was moments like these that made him understand the saying, “Only the dead are wronged.”
After that day, Seung-hyun lived as if he had no emotions at all.
Just as his father wanted, he raced forward like a racehorse, never wavering, eyes fixed ahead.
Being detached from emotions was far easier than risking being hurt.
He ignored everyone around him and kept his heart closed off to anyone.
Yet…
‘Who painted this?’
In the clubroom, one painting shattered the walls he’d built up inside.
It depicted a lone woman standing beneath a towering tree, staring upward.
Even though it was just her back, Seung-hyun felt an instant connection between himself and the figure in the painting.
Swallowing the lump rising in his throat wasn’t easy.
‘I did.’
That day, he first met Yewon.
Sunlight streaming through the window illuminated her face so brightly it almost blinded him.
Yewon, expressionless despite the depth of emotion in her art, left a strong impression on him.
Every time he saw her sitting in front of her canvas, brush in hand, he couldn’t help but strike up a conversation.
He was endlessly curious about the other worlds she created through her paintings.
At first, he wondered if he was falling for her.
But when he saw her second completed painting, he realized.
‘Your paintings… they’re truly beautiful.’
In front of her work, and only her work, he could be honest.
That’s why he fell in love with her art.
If only she hadn’t suddenly dropped out of school, he could have kept watching her for much longer. It was a regret he carried with him.
One day, while organizing his study, Seung-hyun stumbled upon one of Yewon’s paintings he had secretly kept.
Not long after taking over as CEO of Donghwa Construction, seeing the painting again opened his chest, like fresh air filling his lungs.
A solitary boat floating amidst a sea and sky painted in shades of red and blue.
Though it was just a landscape, Seung-hyun felt himself merging with the boat in the painting.
For someone who had become so accustomed to hiding his emotions in every aspect of life, he desperately needed a vent.
Even without her paintings, just seeing Yewon made his heart feel lighter.
After tracking down her contact information, Seung-hyun eventually succeeded in placing her in the position of his secretary.
He was fully aware of the whispers circulating among employees behind her back, but he didn’t have the energy to care. All he wanted was to keep her close.
He never imagined that their reunion as boss and secretary would evolve into marriage—and spiral into what it had become now.
‘You crazy bastard.’
Seung-hyun stared at Yewon, who was sleeping soundly, and became consumed with self-loathing as he replayed the recent events in his mind.
He couldn’t understand why Yewon insisted on having a child with him when she was already seeing someone else.
The physical contact had been impulsive, driven by an indescribable emotion.
He had only intended to stop at a kiss, but his rationality had abandoned him, leading them right up to the brink of penetration.
But then, just as he positioned himself at her entrance and braced his hips—
—”It’s my first time, so it’s only natural, right?”
Her words echoed in his mind again. He didn’t want her to remember her first time like this.
Though he harbored no romantic feelings for her, he knew this wasn’t something to be taken lightly or used recklessly.
He decided that it would be better to honor their agreement: to spend their wedding night properly, under prepared circumstances, during the weekend.
So, suppressing his instincts, he pulled back.
That didn’t stop him from gripping himself in front of her, hard and throbbing, unable to resist the urge any longer.
Now that he thought about it, he remembered how Yewon had matched his arousal earlier.
The way she had rubbed herself, pushing toward climax… it had been so intensely erotic.
She probably never imagined herself behaving that way in front of him.
“Damn, here we go again.”
The memory of Yewon moaning softly, writhing her hips beneath him, made his body respond once more, stiffening despite his efforts to stay calm.
This wasn’t going to resolve itself if he just sat there doing nothing. With a deep sigh, Seung-hyun headed back to the bathroom.
Cold water poured down from the showerhead.
---
When she opened her eyes in the morning, Yewon found herself alone in bed once again.
She had hoped, at least this time, she might wake up next to Seung-hyun—but that hope was shattered.
“Sigh.”
What had happened last night in this bed felt like nothing more than a sweet dream.
If not for the red marks still visible on her skin, she might have convinced herself it was all just a figment of her imagination.
“I’m thirsty.”
Whether it was the hangover from the wine or something else, her throat felt parched.
Yewon sighed as she got out of bed and made her way to the kitchen.
Standing in front of the water purifier, gulping down water, memories of last night inevitably resurfaced.
How Seung-hyun had suddenly appeared, initiating the kiss that eventually led them to the bedroom…
And then… she couldn’t believe her own audacity, touching herself beneath him, lost in pleasure. Her entire body flushed hot at the memory.
She had even climaxed, trembling uncontrollably, exposing everything about herself to him.
She worried now that her bold actions might have caused him to dismiss her claim of being a virgin as a lie.
“What must he think of me…”
Overwhelmed by shame, Yewon buried her face in her hands. She had never touched herself like that before in her life.
It was Seung-hyun who had first touched her there, and now she understood how such an act could change her, make her behave in ways she never imagined.
Though her intention had been to match his desire and give him what he wanted, she feared he might see her as promiscuous instead.
“Why did I do something so reckless…”
Yewon raked her fingers through her hair in frustration.
The thought of acting that way in front of the man she liked filled her with embarrassment, making it impossible to lift her head.
Despite Yewon going that far, Seung-hyun hadn’t budged, choosing to take care of himself instead.
As a woman, her pride stung.
What must he have thought of her? Had she come across as just another woman to him?
Or worse, perhaps he didn’t see her as a woman at all—just a means to fulfill the purpose of “getting pregnant.”
That thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.
She didn’t dare to hope for love, but she didn’t want to be nothing to him either.
“Ugh.”
After what had happened last night, waking up alone in bed made her feel abandoned by him.
“Kim Yewon. You really expect too much.”
Their relationship was built solely on a contract, yet she foolishly let her emotions get tangled up in it. It was her own fault.
“This is… too difficult.”
If she had known things would turn out like this, she never should have started down this path.
What she had once seen as the only solution now felt like walking through a thorny briar patch.
---
Time passed, and Thursday morning arrived—it was Grandfather Han-joo’s birthday.
Seung-hyun hadn’t come home for two days straight.
“What am I even doing…”
Though they weren’t close enough to exchange messages, Yewon kept checking her phone compulsively.
After a single night where nothing had even been fully consummated, she hated herself for expecting anything from him.
To shake off these complicated thoughts, Yewon shook her head forcefully.
“Kim Yewon. Pull yourself together.”
With those words, she slapped her cheeks lightly with both hands.
Jong-hee had instructed Yewon to arrive early at the family home in Seongbuk-dong that morning.
Since no specific time had been given, Yewon glanced at the clock, wondering when she should leave.
“It’s just dinner preparations, so I guess I can head over in the afternoon…”
She wondered why Jong-hee had insisted she come early in the morning.
Maybe it was just to torment her.
Just as Yewon was about to take a step toward the shower, her phone buzzed with a notification. She had left it on the dining table.
When she checked the screen, it was indeed Jong-hee.
“Guess she wasn’t joking when she said it earlier.”
It seemed Jong-hee really intended for Yewon to come first thing in the morning.
Yewon tapped the screen to read the message, but…
“Ugh.”
A frustrated sigh escaped her lips as she furrowed her brows.
[While you’re coming to Seongbuk-dong, buy all the groceries on your own. We’re short on time, so hurry. Let me know once you’ve finished shopping and are ready to leave.]
To top it off, Jong-hee had sent a detailed list of ingredients Yewon needed to purchase.
The quantity was overwhelming—so much so that Yewon doubted she could carry everything herself. She’d have no choice but to arrange for delivery.
“Why does she insist on making me do this…?”
Last year, they hadn’t gone to such lengths.
Something about this felt off, but there was no way to back out now after agreeing to help on the day.
“There’s no helping it. I’ll just have to get moving.”
With an audible groan, Yewon set the phone down. No matter how reluctant she felt, going to Seongbuk-dong was unavoidable, so she decided to hurry.
---
After finishing her shopping at the department store, Yewon loaded all the bags into her car.
If she opted for delivery services to make things easier, she knew Jong-hee would only nag her about it later.
Rather than dealing with emotional exhaustion from criticism, Yewon chose physical fatigue instead.
Once everything was packed, she returned to the driver’s seat, fastened her seatbelt, and immediately picked up her phone.
[I’m heading out now, Mother.]
As instructed, she sent the message to Jong-hee before gripping the steering wheel.
Just as she was about to start the car, Yewon hesitated and glanced back at her phone.
After a moment of deliberation, she reached for it.
“I should be able to contact him… right?”
With the family event as a convenient excuse, it wouldn’t seem out of place to call him.
But even after pulling up Seung-hyun’s number, Yewon couldn’t bring herself to press the call button.
She remembered he had mentioned arriving in time for dinner tonight.
Besides, Yewon rarely initiated contact with him—it could be counted on one hand.
And then there was that night, a few days ago, when she had revealed an embarrassingly wanton side of herself to him.
Since they hadn’t crossed paths since then, reaching out now felt even more daunting.
“This isn’t going to work.”
Yewon shook her head, doubting she’d manage a coherent conversation even if Seung-hyun answered.
Better to avoid stirring trouble unnecessarily. Silence seemed like the safer option.
Having made up her mind, she moved to put the phone down—but it vibrated in her hand.
“Sigh.”
Assuming it was Jong-hee again, Yewon lazily tapped the answer button without checking the caller ID.
“Yes, Mother.”
-It’s me.
Instead of Jong-hee’s voice, a deep, familiar tone came through the line.
Startled, Yewon quickly checked the caller. To her surprise, it was Seung-hyun.
She double-checked, fearing she might have accidentally dialed him, but confirmed it was indeed an incoming call.
“Yes, Seung-hyun.”
Bringing the phone closer to her ear, Yewon finally responded, albeit a little late.
-Were you expecting a call from Mother at this hour?
Of course, Seung-hyun questioned her.
“It’s Grandfather’s birthday today. I’m helping prepare the celebration meal.”
On the other end of the line, a heavy sigh filtered through.
-I only said I’d come early. I never mentioned anything about preparing the meal with Mother.
“Well, yes… but—”
-Why do you keep volunteering for unnecessary struggles?
Even without seeing him, Yewon could picture his coldly indifferent expression just from his voice.
She regretted not checking the caller ID before answering—it was entirely her mistake.
“I offered because I wanted to help with the preparations.”
-Are you sure about that?
Seung-hyun sounded incredulous.
“Yes. It’s not a difficult task or anything.”
-How is it not difficult? When did I ever ask you to do something like this? I clearly told you there was no need to involve yourself so deeply in my family affairs.
Though she knew this was true, for some reason, it stung more than usual this time.
No matter what she did, it felt impossible to breach the invisible wall between them.
“I’m fine with doing it, so don’t worry. Anyway, why did you call?”
Yewon cut the conversation short, unwilling to delve further into the topic.
Interrupting before things grew heavier seemed like the best course of action.
“No. Then I’ll see you tonight in Seongbuk-dong.”
“Alright.”
With that, the call ended.
Since their physical intimacy had deepened but without any emotional connection, it felt like the distance between her and Seung-hyun had only widened further.
She reminded herself: Don’t expect anything.
It was a phrase she had carried in her heart ever since deciding to marry Seung-hyun.
But lately, things weren’t going as she had planned.
“Enough.”
Trying to shake off the growing whirlpool of thoughts, Yewon immediately started the car.
The vehicle hadn’t gone far from the department store before it came to a stop at a red light.
─”I clearly told you there was no need to involve yourself so deeply in my family affairs.”
Sitting idle, Seung-hyun’s words echoed in her mind once again.
Turning her head toward the backseat, she saw the groceries piled up.
Remembering Seung-hyun’s comment about whether this was truly what she wanted, a bitter smile crept onto her face.
“Sigh.”
A wave of bitterness washed over her as she exhaled deeply.
Turning back to face forward, she waited for the light to change when suddenly, a family crossed the crosswalk.
A father, a mother, and a little girl who looked about four years old.
Though they appeared ordinary… something inexplicable gripped Yewon as she watched them.
The sight of the couple walking hand-in-hand with their child seemed beautiful.
And enviable.
Yewon tried to imagine herself and Seung-hyun in their place, but found it impossible.
Her grip on the steering wheel tightened.
“Can I really be a good mother?”
At first, she had been confident.
But the more she confronted her feelings for Seung-hyun, the more that confidence began to waver.
What if, in her longing for Seung-hyun’s love, she ended up becoming an inadequate mother who only made her child anxious?
“If that’s the case, it would’ve been better not to start at all.”
A bitter smile tugged at the corners of Yewon’s lips.
---
“Mother, I’m here.”
Yewon entered the main house in Seongbuk-dong, carrying heavy bags of groceries.
The atmosphere was eerily silent—unlike usual—and she felt a pang of unease.
Even the housekeeper, who always greeted her at the door, was nowhere to be seen today.
Just as Yewon noticed this oddity, Jong-hee emerged from the entrance hall.
“You’re here?”
“Where’s the housekeeper?”
Jong-hee clicked her tongue disapprovingly as Yewon glanced around.
“Why are you looking for the housekeeper the moment you arrive?”
“Well, it’s because of Grandfather’s birthday banquet…”
“I figured someone as favored by Grandfather as you would want to prepare the birthday meal yourself, so I told her not to bother coming.”
“What?”
“If I were you, I’d have done the same. What’s so hard about making seaweed soup or cooking a few dishes? Why the sour expression?”
Jong-hee was already on edge, lashing out at Yewon.
All Yewon had done was ask about the missing housekeeper—a harmless question with no room for misunderstanding—but Jong-hee’s reaction suggested something was bothering her.
“Lately, you’ve been subtly provoking people. I can’t figure out what’s gotten into you.”
As she spoke, Jong-hee’s eyes darted toward Yewon’s lower abdomen.
It seemed she was highly sensitive, perhaps even paranoid, about the possibility of Yewon being pregnant.
“Do you have something to say to me?”
“Are you pregnant?”
Yewon had suspected as much, and sure enough, Jong-hee didn’t bother hiding her true feelings.
In front of Yewon, she didn’t seem to care how crude or exposed her intentions appeared.
Feeling irritated by Jong-hee’s audacity, Yewon decided to make her squirm just a little.
“It’s still too early to take a test, so I haven’t confirmed anything yet.”
“There are early pregnancy tests these days. Haven’t you tried one of those?”
“I heard they’re not always accurate, so I haven’t used one.”
“How’s your body feeling? Still the same?”
As the conversation continued, Yewon could see Jong-hee’s face twisting with displeasure.
“Yes. But considering my period is late, it might be worth hoping for this time.”
“...”
Jong-hee froze like a statue, her reaction completely opposite to how she had eagerly awaited Yewon’s pregnancy and personally delivered herbal medicines.
“Why… aren’t you congratulating me? You’ve waited so long for this, haven’t you?”
Though her heart raced, Yewon asked the question she normally would have let slide. She didn’t want to let this opportunity pass.
Jong-hee visibly struggled to compose herself, attempting to smooth her expression.
For Yewon, it felt like a stubborn lump in her throat finally dissolving.
“That’s because nothing is certain yet. It’s better not to get your hopes up only to be disappointed later.”
“That’s true. Mother, where should I put these bags?”
Yewon felt quite satisfied with how things had turned out.
She picked up the bag handles from the floor, feeling that if she stood there any longer, Jong-hee might see through her carefully concealed emotions.
At that moment, Jong-hee quickly interjected.
“Then let’s go to the hospital together next week. I already found a reputable gynecologist who runs a clinic…”
“Mother, I’ll go with Seung-hyun this time. If there really is new life growing here,” Yewon gently rubbed her lower abdomen with her right hand, “then obviously Seung-hyun, the father, should come along.”
Yewon cut Jong-hee off mid-sentence.
Jong-hee rolled her eyes back and forth, visibly flustered, before hurriedly speaking again.
“Why bother my busy son? Just the two of us going, like we always do, would be fine.”
“I’m sorry, Mother, but I’ll go with Seung-hyun this time. He wants to come too.”
Yewon firmly rejected her.
Now that she had done it, she realized it wasn’t difficult at all.
Why had she dragged herself through this for so long, unable to refuse Jong-hee’s unreasonable requests?
A reasonable person wouldn’t make such awkward demands in the first place.
“Let’s take care of things while we work. I don’t know why you’re acting so stubborn today.”
Jong-hee didn’t give up, throwing one last barb at Yewon.
“Should I move this to the kitchen?”
“Yes, do that.”
Even though Yewon was carrying heavy bags by herself, Jong-hee showed no intention of helping.
But Yewon hadn’t expected assistance anyway, so she simply headed toward the kitchen.
“No matter how much I think about it, don’t bother my busy son unnecessarily. Let’s just go together to confirm the pregnancy.”
Jong-hee still refused to give up, now shouting at Yewon’s back.
Yewon ignored her completely, not even bothering to respond.
“Why are you making such a fuss over something that may not even exist in your belly! Are you trying to show off an uncertain pregnancy?”
The more agitated Jong-hee became, the louder her voice grew, almost echoing off the walls.
Yewon continued to ignore her, keeping her focus forward—until another voice intruded into the space.
“Why are you letting her carry such heavy bags alone?”
It was Seung-hyun again.
“Especially when she might be pregnant.”
“Se… Seung-hyun?”
Jong-hee looked just as shocked as Yewon—if not more.
Without sparing Jong-hee a glance, Seung-hyun strode past her and approached Yewon, taking the bags from her hands.
Even as she watched him stand before her, Yewon couldn’t quite believe what was happening.
She had thought his sudden appearance during her previous predicament caused by Jong-hee was mere coincidence—but clearly, that wasn’t the case.
It seemed he had been informed and acted deliberately both then and now.
“So I told you to come with me.”
“...”
Yewon’s mind went blank. She had no idea how to respond amidst this tense atmosphere.
All she could do was stand there silently under the intense gazes of both Seung-hyun and Jong-hee.
“By the way, where is everyone else? Mother?”
“Well… they all said they had things to do…”
“There are many people working in this house. Do they all suddenly have errands on such an important day? All at once?”
“It’s not like that! Yewon said she wanted to prepare Grandfather’s birthday meal alone… so I told them not to come today.”
It was an obvious lie that no one would believe.
Seung-hyun seemed to realize this too, smirking faintly as soon as Jong-hee finished speaking.
Jong-hee furrowed her brows, her face crumpling as if she were about to cry.
“Seung-hyun, aren’t you being too hard on your mother lately?”
“What did I do?”
“You’re always siding with Yewon. A stranger hearing you might think you’re a terrible son these days. If you keep this up, I won’t be able to treat Yewon kindly anymore.”
Jong-hee whined petulantly to Seung-hyun.
But he showed no reaction whatsoever.
“She’s someone I care about deeply, so there’s no need for you to try so hard. Anyway… I think it’d be better if we ate out tonight.”
“What do you mean, eating out? We can start preparing dinner quickly!”
“Mother. Are you really calling preparing dinner from morning ‘quick’?”
Seung-hyun’s words left Jong-hee speechless. She realized immediately that she had misspoken.
“Well, I wouldn’t leave Yewon to do everything alone. Of course, I’d help too. And since she insisted on doing it herself, how could I stop her?”
“Even if that were true, Mother, you knew it wasn’t feasible. If you truly cared about Yewon, you should’ve stopped her.”
“Seung-hyun!”
“Besides, this could be the pregnancy you’ve been waiting for.”
“…!”
Jong-hee froze, unable to say anything further.
“I’ll make reservations at Grandfather’s favorite Korean restaurant.”
Ignoring Jong-hee entirely, Seung-hyun placed the bags he was holding onto the dining table.
Then he turned back to Yewon, gently intertwining his fingers with hers.
“Then I’ll see you this evening.”
“Hey! Cha Seung-hyun!”
Ignoring Jong-hee’s cries, Seung-hyun walked out of the house with Yewon, still holding her hand.
Behind them came the sound of the door closing with a soft thud, but Seung-hyun didn’t let go of her hand.
He simply pulled her toward the garage.
---
Yewon had asked the family driver to take her car, parked in Seongbuk-dong, back home. The two then got into Seung-hyun’s car.
Neither of them spoke as the car left the house and merged onto the main road.
Yewon fidgeted with her fingers on her lap, struggling to find the right words. Finally, she broke the silence.
“I’m sorry, Seung-hyun.”
“For what?”
The car stopped at a red light, and Seung-hyun naturally turned his head to meet her gaze.
“For lying about the pregnancy.”
From the way he played along, it was clear he had overheard the earlier situation and figured things out.
Apologizing for such an awkward lie wasn’t easy. Though he had taken her side in front of Jong-hee, she knew that if their roles were reversed, she wouldn’t have felt good about it.
“We’re technically preparing for pregnancy anyway, aren’t we?”
“But… we haven’t actually done anything yet that could lead to pregnancy. That lie just slipped out earlier in front of Mother. I really am sorry.”
“You did well.”
“...What?”
Why was he saying that now?
Yewon tilted her head, her eyes widening slightly.
“Just keep doing what you did in front of Mother. Ignore her appropriately, humor her when needed, and tell harmless lies to keep things smooth.”
Hearing those words from Seung-hyun made her feel strangely comforted.
She had always thought of him as someone separated by an unbreakable wall, but now she felt a sense of solidarity, as though they were on the same side.
Still, Yewon couldn’t help but feel troubled. She kept finding herself becoming softer and more vulnerable in front of him, which frustrated her.
“What do you say?”
“I’ll do that.”
As the traffic light turned green, Seung-hyun’s car glided smoothly forward.
“But the thing you should apologize for is lugging all those heavy bags to Seongbuk-dong by yourself.”
“Well… how did you know to come today?”
It was the question Yewon had been wondering about.
Seung-hyun tapped the steering wheel thoughtfully with his index finger before answering.
“I didn’t want something like last time to happen again, so I asked Secretary Park for a favor.”
“Secretary Park?”
“He’s the only person around me who truly understands Mother’s nature. After what happened last time, I knew Mother’s personality wouldn’t let today pass without incident.”
“I see… Thank you.”
Though his concern might have been motivated by necessity, Yewon was genuinely grateful to Seung-hyun.
Having lived a life where she always had to solve everything alone, Seung-hyun suddenly felt like a sturdy pillar of support.
At the same time, she pitied herself for being so easily moved by something like this.
“Do you have any other plans before dinner?”
“No, nothing.”
“Then stay with me until then.”
“What about work?”
“That’s not your concern.”
Yewon shook her head, feeling uneasy about potentially causing trouble for him.
“I can be alone. I’m not a child.”
“And what if Mother shows up while you’re home alone? Knowing your personality, you’d hesitate and end up getting dragged back to Seongbuk-dong.”
He wasn’t wrong.
“So stay with me.”
Confronted with Seung-hyun’s accurate judgment, Yewon could only purse her lips tightly.
---
The destination Seung-hyun’s car arrived at was a hotel in downtown Seoul.
Yewon’s eyes widened in surprise, clearly not expecting this.
“Why the shocked expression? Is it strange for a married couple to visit a hotel?”
Well, it’s because we’re not exactly a normal couple, she thought.
A second-year married couple who hadn’t even spent their first night together—far from normal.
It was something she could only think to herself.
They hadn’t gone on a honeymoon either, citing his busy schedule as an excuse. This was their first time staying at a hotel together.
So Yewon could only smile awkwardly at the unfamiliarity of it all.
Seung-hyun got out of the car first and walked around the hood to the passenger side.
Her heart fluttered faintly at his considerate gesture of opening the door for her.
“Thank you,” Yewon murmured softly, her gaze lowered.
But Seung-hyun didn’t step back. He remained standing there in front of her.
Confused, Yewon looked up, only for Seung-hyun’s hand to suddenly reach toward her.
“Give me your hand.”
“Huh?”
“Instead of following behind me like some lovesick girl, walk beside me.”
Though his touch was gentle, his words pierced her heart like a needle.
Seung-hyun could be so warm one moment and then icy cold the next. Trying to figure out which side of him to respond to only left her more bewildered.
Hesitantly moving her stiff arm, Seung-hyun’s large hand firmly grasped hers.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
Where their palms touched, her pulse raced as if her heartbeat had relocated there.
In contrast, Seung-hyun seemed entirely unfazed.
Then again, that’s why he could do what he did that night, alone with me.
Relating everything back to that night made Yewon’s mouth taste bitter.
After checking in, they headed straight to the suite floor.
As they rode the private elevator, Yewon stole a glance at their intertwined hands.
All the secret dreams she’d harbored during her college years now flooded over her like an unstoppable wave.
Yet… none of it brought her joy.
─”How happy would I be if I became Seung-hyun’s girlfriend?”
During the time she had secretly pined for him, Yewon had always kept those feelings tucked away in her heart.
But knowing their love could never come true, she had admired him from afar, like a distant celebrity.
There had been many nights when she cried herself to sleep, clutching her chest because her longing for him felt unbearable.
She had dreamed so vividly of romance with him back then.
And yet, now that all of it was coming true… it only felt more like hell.
The reason was simple: all her fantasies had been built on the assumption that their feelings were mutual.
How could she possibly feel happy about living out her dreams when, in reality, she was still stuck in unrequited love?
Kim Yewon, you really are something.
Why did she keep choosing such painful, exhausting loves?
With her tangled emotions spiraling further, they arrived at the hotel room door.
What regrettable act would she commit once this door opened?
Yewon didn’t even trust herself anymore.
The door clicked open, and she stepped inside.
Her heart pounded loudly, as if it might echo through the room.
Swoosh.
Behind her, the door shut with a firm thud.
Yewon quietly exhaled as she watched Seung-hyun’s back, trying to steady her breathing.
“Aren’t you going to ask why I brought you here?”
“To avoid Mother, right?”
At her answer, Seung-hyun turned to face her.
Slowly, deliberately, he took one step closer, then another.
“Do you really think I brought you to a hotel just for that?”
“…!”
Soon, her back pressed against the hard wall.
With a smirk tugging at one corner of his lips, Seung-hyun lifted his hand to her chin.
His thumb invaded her mouth, exploring its depths.
Yewon gazed up at him, her eyes clouded with confusion.
He traced her lips softly with his damp thumb, leaning down to whisper in her ear.
“I’m giving you plenty of excuses to keep lying about being pregnant.”
His dark eyes gleamed intensely.
This was already the third time they’d found themselves in such a situation, yet Yewon still hadn’t grown accustomed to it.
When she merely parted her lips without responding, Seung-hyun chuckled faintly.
“Why? Could it be you prefer doing things alone rather than together?”
“Of course not!”
Startled, Yewon blurted out her protest.
It was all for him, after all—being misunderstood like this hurt.
“Then why do you shy away? You need sex to get pregnant.”
“Seung-hyun, there’s something I want to ask you.”
“What is it?”
His curt reply made Yewon gulp audibly.
Dragging the words that had been swirling endlessly in her chest up to her throat was harder than she imagined.
But she knew she had to say it eventually, so she forced herself to speak.
“Do you think it’s okay for you to sleep with me and have a child while seeing someone else?”
“You’re saying I’m seeing someone else?”
“No, I’m not saying that. I’m just curious.”
“...”
“Remember what you said before? That I could date anyone good who comes along. Fate works in mysterious ways—it could happen anytime…”
Yewon trailed off, avoiding his gaze as she rambled nervously.
She narrowly avoided mentioning Se-ah’s name, catching herself just in time.
Seung-hyun furrowed his thick brows at her words, looking as though he had just heard something unpleasant.
With a sidelong glance, he stared down at Yewon, pressing his left hand against the wall with noticeable force.
“It doesn’t matter. We’re bound by a contract, after all.”
“...”
What kind of answer had she been expecting?
The moment those words left his lips, Yewon felt her chest tighten painfully.
Reflecting on everything Seung-hyun had said before, this response was entirely predictable.
But hearing it directly from him brought an overwhelming sense of loss that defied description.
“Why are you suddenly asking such questions?”
“It’s nothing special. I just… wanted to clarify things.”
“Clarity is good. You’re bolder than you look.”
Seung-hyun muttered with a hollow laugh, his tone laced with mockery.
To Yewon, it felt like ridicule directed at her, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. She wanted to do nothing more than flee the room right then and there.
“...”
But before the thought could fully form, Seung-hyun abruptly grabbed her breast without warning.
“Shall we move to the bed, or do you want to start here?”
She would never be able to reach even a fraction of his heart, would she?
If that were the case, Yewon decided she might as well take full possession of his body.
Perhaps if they became physically intimate enough, there was a chance his feelings might follow.
“Let’s start here.”
With that, Yewon answered by gripping the collar of his shirt and rising onto her tiptoes.
She pressed her lips against his, boldly sucking on his lower lip in an attempt to elicit a reaction—but he remained completely unresponsive.
She had assumed he would naturally part his lips for her, but it seemed that was wishful thinking on her part.
“What exactly are you trying to do?”
In the end, Seung-hyun’s cold question cut through her.
He pushed her away, his expression blank as he stared at her.
Yewon felt like a student being scolded by a teacher for some grave mistake.
Regret began to creep in; maybe this had been a foolish move.
Standing there silently, unable to respond, she watched as Seung-hyun removed her coat.
His hands moved to the zipper on the back of her dress.
“I’m not the kind of person who’ll patiently teach you step by step.”
Zzzt.
The sound of the zipper opening sent a chill down her spine as cool air brushed against her bare back.
Startled, Yewon’s shoulders trembled slightly.
What must her clumsy provocation have looked like to him?
“Last time, I saw how well you handled things once I touched you first.”
“Seung-hyun…”
Yewon’s face flushed red.
Perhaps it was just her perception, but lately, Seung-hyun seemed to grow increasingly harsh toward her.
“Actions speak louder than words. Today, I’ll make sure you learn by doing again.”
With that, the dress slipped off her body and dropped to the floor with a soft thud.
“Ah.”
Instinctively, she crossed her arms over herself, but it was futile—her underwear alone couldn’t conceal much.
Seung-hyun’s gaze swept slowly from top to bottom, deliberately making her feel exposed and self-conscious.
“Go wash up.”
“...”
Without another word, Seung-hyun turned his back to her.
Click.
Yewon emerged from the bathroom wearing only a shower robe.
Should I have put my underwear back on?
Just as she considered turning around to retrieve them, Seung-hyun appeared in front of her, dressed similarly, and pulled her close.
When he took her wrist and gently tugged, Yewon found herself nestled against his chest.
Her heart thundered loudly in her ears.
Their eyes met, and their barely clothed bodies pressed together.
For a fleeting moment, it felt as though time had stopped—until suddenly—
“Mmph.”
Seung-hyun claimed her lips without hesitation.
His tongue plunged deep into her mouth, tangling with hers and greedily sucking on it.
“Hnn...”
A faint, breathy moan escaped Yewon’s parted lips.
The wet, sticky sounds of their kiss filled the air, feeling obscenely intimate—but she couldn’t bring herself to pull away.
Even this time, it was just a kiss, but the area between her thighs was already hot and wet.
How could just a kiss feel so good that she couldn’t even think straight…?
“Hng.”
Seung-hyun untied the knot of her robe and began touching the areas that had already become overly sensitive, causing her lower body to twitch involuntarily.
Her body moved on its own, as if it didn’t belong to her.
Drunk with excitement, she buried her fingers in Seung-hyun’s hair, completely intoxicated by him.
“Haah.”
By the time she regained her senses, they were on the bed, both of them completely naked.
Seung-hyun laid Yewon down on the bed, propped himself up on his arms, and climbed on top of her.
Seung-hyun’s chest was as hard as a rock, his muscles perfectly defined and tightly packed.
Even the well-sculpted abs below his chest captured Yewon’s gaze.
The first time she properly saw a man’s body, the only word that came to mind was “sexy.”
His body was as perfect as his personality.
Since the curtains weren’t drawn, Seung-hyun’s body was completely exposed.
‘He’s not planning to do this, is he?’
If she didn’t want to get swept up in the moment again, it seemed better to speak up first.
“Seung-hyun, could you close the curtains? It’s too bright.”
Even if it was fine now, she didn’t want him to see her moving instinctively or her face contorting in pleasure.
When she turned her head to the side, she saw the remote on the bedside table.
She reached for it, but Seung-hyun pushed it far out of her reach.
“Why are you doing this?”
“I want to see you more clearly today.”
“That’s… that’s ridiculous!”
Yewon, who somehow managed to understand what he meant, froze in shock.
“If you didn’t want that, you shouldn’t have shown me that side of you in the first place.”
“……”
“I’ve been thinking about it all this time, that look on your face.”
“What… what are you talking about?”
“You have no idea how obscene your hazy eyes looked while you were touching yourself, looking at me.”
“But still…!”
She tried to argue, but Seung-hyun easily dismissed her words and took one of her large breasts into his mouth.
With his other hand, he kneaded her other breast, teasing her sensitive peak.
“Seung-hyun, like this… ngh, I don’t like it.”
But Seung-hyun didn’t listen to her.
The more she resisted, the more explicit his movements became.
“Haah.”
In the end, he made Yewon give up.
As her body heated up quickly, Seung-hyun’s hands became bolder in exploring her.
Soon, he reached between her thighs and rubbed the spot that had driven her crazy before.
“Ngh.”
A strange, unfamiliar sensation pounded at her head, and her wandering hands gripped the bedsheet.
Seung-hyun rubbed her clit, and when her juices began to flow, he slid his finger into the wet opening.
“Hng.”
Since it wasn’t her first time, Seung-hyun seemed to know exactly how to make her feel more.
As her sweet moans grew louder and her knees spread wider, the tight space loosened.
He added another finger, stimulating her more intensely inside.
The unfamiliar sensations kept building, and Yewon’s lower body clenched around his fingers.
The lewd, squelching sounds grew louder, and Yewon’s toes curled.
Her spread knees began to tremble.
“Stop, stop.”
Without realizing it, Yewon kept saying these words.
She didn’t dislike it, so why were these words coming out of her mouth?
As she arched her back, feeling only the stimulation he was giving her, Seung-hyun pulled his fingers out of her.
‘Why…?’
The question of why he stopped lingered on the tip of her tongue.
When she opened her eyes, feeling a little disappointed, Seung-hyun showed her the part of her body he had been stimulating.
His fingers were glistening, soaked with her wetness.
“Why do you keep lying?”
“……!”
“You’re this wet, and yet.”
Yewon’s eyes widened as she watched Seung-hyun put his wet fingers into his mouth.
“Why are you eating that?!”
Yewon’s face turned bright red, as if it might explode, and she shouted.
Seung-hyun’s increasingly explicit actions were making her flustered.
Seung-hyun smiled, as if he found her reaction amusing.
“I’m going to taste it anyway.”
“What?”
He grabbed Yewon’s knees and spread them even wider than before.
Seung-hyun’s gaze bore into her most intimate place.
“Why… why are you doing this?”
Feeling a bit ashamed, Yewon tried to close her legs.
But his strong hands held her knees firmly in place, preventing her from moving.
“I need to stimulate this spot to drive you crazy.”
Seung-hyun licked his lips and lowered his upper body toward the place he had been staring at so intently.
“Ngh!”
Yewon’s hips tightened involuntarily.
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