LUST - 10

10. Indispensable

“It feels like it’s been a while since I had tea with our Director Cha.”

“Hasn’t it only been a week?”

“That’s because you’re so busy.”

Yeon-seok looked at the phone that had rung and then disconnected. It was Na-yeon. He was already getting bored with his conversation with Chairman Yoon anyway.

“Then I’ll take my leave now.”

“I heard you have a woman you’re seeing. So, are you going to meet her?”

“Then please enjoy the rest of your meeting.”

“You too.”

Yeon-seok bowed his head towards Chairman Yoon and left the chairman’s office. Seong-shik approached with an urgent look. Uncharacteristically, his face was flushed and he looked anxious.

“We received a call from Seokdo. They have Song Na-yeon and said to come if we want her alive. Director, it seems Song Tae-sung went to Seokdo. That’s probably how they easily lured Song Na-yeon.”

“What about the guys tailing Song Na-yeon?”

“The taxi carrying Song Na-yeon got into a traffic accident while trying to shake off our guys, and the taxi fled the scene.”

In an instant, a cruel chill spread across the man’s face.

“The location.”

“It’s the warehouse where we took down Seokdo’s right-hand man before. And... me...”

In the short pause before Seong-shik could finish his sentence, the sound of footsteps approaching could be heard. It was Seok-hoon.

“I’d be upset if you left me out of something like this, hyungnim.”

“Good. I needed someone to die for me if there was any shooting.”

“Again, again. You speak so frighteningly, our Executive Director. Anyway, isn’t it our fault that Hyung-soo ended up like this? I feel a deep sense of responsibility.”

Seok-hoon, chuckling, fiddled with the cold muzzle of his gun.

“I’m following you in case Hyungnim loses his temper and turns them all into beehives. And while I’m at it, I’ll check on Hyung-soo. Kill two birds with one stone. She was a pharmacist, right?”

Though he spoke like that, Seok-hoon sensed a strong smell of blood. Yeon-seok wasn’t usually the type to blindly charge ahead even when he lost his temper, but this time he seemed so dangerous that someone needed to control him from the side.

Where was she being taken? Na-yeon looked out the car window, her wrists bound. The taxi was entering an unfamiliar road.

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll meet Director Jaemun soon. Just stay quiet.”

They were probably going to a place they usually used for such schemes or harming people. A warehouse or an abandoned construction site. She looked at Tae-sung’s wrist as he drove and nonchalantly chewed gum. He had a prosthetic arm on one side.

“What happened to that?”

“What, this? Director Jaemun will know better. Ask him when you meet.”

Na-yeon didn’t ask further. She turned her head, pretending not to know, and Tae-sung, who seemed excited by the current situation, spoke first.

“I was really lenient with you because I’m still your oppa, you know? I even shamelessly begged, mentioning your name, saying you were the only family I had left, you little shit.”

She stared blankly at her wrists, bound in front of her with layers of tape. Her legs were in the same state. Her limbs were not free, so she couldn’t even try anything. If she covered Tae-sung’s eyes and they got into a traffic accident, she might be able to escape. But for that to happen, the accident would have to be big. Big enough that Tae-sung couldn’t move.

She was making futile calculations in her head when the car soon stopped, and a dark figure got into the seat next to her. Judging by the short greeting he exchanged with Tae-sung, they seemed to be in cahoots. Another guard had been added. That meant all the calculations she had made in her head were wrong.

Well, it couldn’t have been that easy.

The car, even after picking up the man, drove for a long time and entered a deserted road.

Actually, she was so scared her heart felt like it would burst, but she tried hard not to show it. The man sitting next to her glanced at Na-yeon and snickered. Sweat was dripping on her palms. It was the moment she thought the corners of the smiling man’s lips were twitching.

“Kyaaa!”

In an instant, the man pulled out a knife and plunged it into Tae-sung’s chest.

The car, which had suddenly swerved out of its lane, crashed head-on into a tree. Her head was spinning. A man’s voice echoed faintly like tinnitus.

“Are you alright?”

What kept her barely holding onto her fading consciousness was the man’s voice grabbing her shoulder.

Smoke was coming from the car’s hood. The man picked her up and got out of the car. In the middle of the dim darkness, she couldn’t tell where or what anything was.

“Who... are you?”

Na-yeon heard the man’s voice fading into the distance. The man was making a call.

“Yes. I’m with her now. Yes, Director.”

Barely managing to stand by holding onto the car trunk, another car approached, its lights flashing. The car came to a stop in front of them, and the door opened. The man who had finished his call guided her to the back seat of the car.

“People from Seokdo will be here soon. They still trust me for now, so we have some time to gain. You need to get out of here before then. We’ll take care of the aftermath, so please get in quickly.”

Was he a mole Jaemun had planted in Seokdo?

“Oppa Tae-sung... is he dead?”

“You need to leave quickly.”

The car stopped before reaching its destination. She had to get out of here. Na-yeon got into the back seat, leaving behind Tae-sung, whose life or death she couldn’t even confirm.

Was Yeon-seok safe? She was just an excuse. Having Song Na-yeon made it easy to kill him, but it wasn’t as if they couldn’t kill him without her.

Even though she knew he wasn’t someone who would be easily defeated, she was endlessly anxious.

The car headed towards Jaemun. And it was the moment they were about to leave this road.

Bang!

With an ear-splitting roar, her body slammed into the front seat with a thud. Before she could even grasp what was happening, a bat flew in wildly to smash the window.

“What are you doing? Get the young lady!”

Confused voices shaking her ears brushed past her. Soon, her body slumped over with her fading consciousness. The sound of the shattering glass, as if trying to tear her apart, faded away.

Na-yeon rubbed her flickering eyes and walked and walked through the dark night in the mountains.

The state of the car that had crashed from behind was so terrible that it was hard to recognize its original form even from a distance. It was a deliberate traffic accident. There were clear bloodstains on the arm of the man who had escorted her and cleared the way. Of course, the number of Seokdo gang members who had died by the man’s blade would be countless. That was probably why they had safely escaped the scene of the accident and were walking like this. Below her tattered skirt hem, the little toe in her shoe was bleeding so much that blood was flowing out. Still, she couldn’t complain.

These men who were protecting her had risked their lives because of her. Of course, it was under Cha Yeon-seok’s orders, but they were people who had put their lives on the line for Yeon-seok and for her. Was Tae-sung dead? The last image she saw was his face, collapsed and bleeding terribly.

“Please hold on a little longer. They’ll be here from Jaemun soon to escort you.”

What had happened to Yeon-seok? Seokdo’s manpower had been almost completely mobilized to kill that man.

The man reassured her that it would take a little more time to break through Seokdo, who were blocking the road ahead, but they would come to rescue her soon, so she shouldn’t worry too much.

“What happened to the Director?”

“The Director is attacking their main base. Please don’t worry.”

He told her not to worry while saying he was attacking their main base.

Na-yeon grabbed the man’s arm tightly with her dirt-covered hand.

“Don’t tell me not to worry! What if he got hurt, or, what if, like last time, with a k-knife...”

Her face turned pale as she shook her head.

“The young lady doesn’t know him.”

“Yes?”

“He will surely appear before us, so you will see.”

Na-yeon was only confused, wondering what they believed in to be so calm.

“We have only been ordered to protect the young lady. So...”

“Yes. I will return safely, as he wishes.”

She nodded and continued walking. As she trudged through the darkness, the man walking ahead made a place for her to sit. Na-yeon took off her bloodied shoes and stretched out her bare legs.

It hadn’t been long since she was separated from him, but that half-day felt like a millennium. She remembered the day he had barged into the motel room. No. That person would be alright. As these men said, he was a strong person. He would definitely reappear as if her worries were ridiculous.

“I’m okay. Let’s go again.”

She mustered her strength and stood up again, when headlights flickered in the distance and approached.

Following it, several lights lined up. A car came and stopped in front of Na-yeon.

Soon, a man with a familiar face got out and bowed his head. He was one of the executive secretaries who always assisted Yeon-seok alongside Seong-shik.

“I apologize for the delay.”

Black sedans lined up and arrived before the two of them again. Na-yeon spotted Yeon-seok getting out of the back seat. Seeing that face she had longed for, something welled up inside her chest, as if the things she had been holding back were bursting out.

She walked towards him barefoot. She almost stumbled on the shoes she had placed on the ground, but Na-yeon quickly walked and snuggled into his arms.

She didn’t care about the dozens of cars lined up and waiting.

A faint smell of blood came from within his embrace. Fortunately, Yeon-seok didn’t seem to be injured, so if it wasn’t his, it must have been the smell that clung to her when they were entangled inside. Thank goodness. Thank goodness.

Someone else might have lost their life, but not Cha Yeon-seok. Even though he was ruthless, she couldn’t help but feel relieved. As long as this man was alive, that was all that mattered.

She hugged him tightly with both arms, buried her nose in him, and inhaled Yeon-seok’s scent.

“It feels like my tongue is cut off.”

“Yes? Yes?”

Startled, she lifted her head from his chest. His words were terrifying for someone who was smiling gently, so she widened her eyes. Na-yeon hurriedly pushed her index and middle fingers deep into his mouth. His tongue wrapped thickly around her fingers. Na-yeon pushed out the wriggling tongue between her fingers and pulled out what she had put in.

“It’s there...?”

“Check for yourself. If it’s really there.”

Only then did she realize his hidden meaning to kiss him. Really, she couldn’t live. But since he had returned alive, what was a kiss? Na-yeon hurriedly pulled his neck down and shoved her tongue into the spot where she had pulled out her fingers.

Slurp, slurp, smack. He had done this during oral sex, but he also liked the sound of fluids roughly tangling when kissing. Her body, trained to match him, struggled to give him the rawest kiss possible. She didn’t forget to roll her tongue inside and lick his lips.

She slowly pulled out what had been thrust in, but somehow sensed a strange atmosphere.

“Ah...”

She had overlooked the fact that there were numerous men standing before dozens of cars, bowing their heads towards Yeon-seok.

And the man standing behind Yeon-seok was smiling with an interesting face. He had clear bloodstains on his chin. It was a face she had never seen before. Blood was dripping from between his tightly pressed sides.

Unlike the other men, he was standing right behind Yeon-seok, so he seemed to be in a similar position, but standing behind Yeon-seok suggested he wasn’t in a higher position than Yeon-seok.

“Greetings, Hyung-soo.”

Na-yeon belatedly glanced at Seok-hoon. As she bowed slightly, Yeon-seok pulled Na-yeon’s face into his chest as if telling her not to look at him.

“You don’t talk to such ugly dogs.”

Seok-hoon was really sniffing around like a dog, wagging his tail and grinning. A man smiling while dripping blood. It was clear that he wasn’t in his right mind either.

“Your right-hand man’s head was taken, and he’s dying from a knife wound, but aren’t you being a little too lovey-dovey, Hyungnim?”

“Right-hand man my ass. But why are you barefoot?”

“Ah, my feet hurt. And the shoes were uncomfortable.”

“Let’s go. I’ll take care of you.”

Na-yeon grabbed Yeon-seok’s arm again as he tried to pick her up. Na-yeon, who had been staring blankly at him looking puzzled, gently rested her forehead on his chest. She didn’t know how worried she had been. So she confessed as if it were a gift to him.

“I want to go home quickly and take a shower. Together.”

Actually, given their past intimacy, it wasn’t a groundbreaking confession, but it was the first time she had said it out loud. Na-yeon, having said those words, felt shy and just blinked at Yeon-seok’s black shoes. Even though blood-soaked Seok-hoon was groaning behind them, Yeon-seok murmured seriously.

“Next time, we should remodel the booth to be a bit smaller. We’d only need enough space to stand.”

He muttered seriously, not caring about her appearance.

“Or we could just go to that cramped inn more often.”

Na-yeon snuggled into Yeon-seok’s arms and immediately got into the back seat of the car.

She rested her feet on his lap and quietly watched him wet a handkerchief with water and wipe her feet.

“Um, about my oppa...”

“Just be grateful I didn’t tear him to shreds.”

“......”

Na-yeon couldn’t say anything, looking at his darkening expression. Yes. He was a man who was gentle enough to wipe even her feet but showed no mercy to others.

Na-yeon was just looking at her slender ankle, wrapped in his hand.

“Just find the body for me?”

Na-yeon just nodded her head towards him, who asked quietly with a low sigh.

Thank you. She hugged his neck and said that.

Epilogue

Na-yeon knocked on the office door of the chief secretary. At the voice allowing her to enter, she went inside.

That day, Seong-shik, whose ribs had been broken at the abandoned construction site, was discharged from the hospital after being treated.

Since he was in this line of work anyway, a few broken bones were nothing to worry about. For Yeon-seok, it was just another passing event, but not for Na-yeon. It wasn’t easy to accept someone dying or getting hurt.

The same went for the death of her brother Tae-sung.

Seong-shik seemed to feel it was unseemly to be hospitalized for such a trivial matter.

“You’ve been coming here since I was in the hospital, but if you keep coming, Hyungnim might kill me.”

“Yes? Oh, I’m sorry. I was on my way to the executive office, but I heard you came to work today, so I just wanted to check in.”

Even though he had started working, it seemed he was still leaving early for the time being. Seong-shik looked uncomfortable because his physical condition was hindering company work. Nevertheless, she guessed that he was leaving early because he was following Yeon-seok’s orders. He was a man who would do anything Yeon-seok ordered.

“It’s alright, you don’t need to come anymore.”

When they first met, he had threatened to kill this bitch or that bitch, but now Seong-shik, who had become incredibly docile, rubbed his ribs. But his gaze was still fierce, as if he still didn’t like her.

“I feel like I should visit someone in the hospital, but I have nowhere to go.”

Seong-shik, who realized she was talking about Tae-sung, closed his mouth.

“Since both arms of the Seokdo gang have been cut off, they’ll be hiding like dead mice for the time being. Anyway, taking down their leader is just up to Hyungnim’s decision. I don’t know about Song Na-yeon-ssi, but to the organization, Hyungnim is the first and the last. That’s because the majority of the guys have pledged their lives to our Hyungnim rather than the Great Boss. I think you’ve felt that enough through this incident. Because if he considers someone his own, he’s the type to protect them by any means. Who wouldn’t give their life to such a person?”

Na-yeon said goodbye to Seong-shik, who was putting on his coat to leave work, and left the secretary’s office.

“Ahheut, eung.”

It was around sunset when the cock that had been deep inside her left, leaving behind a milky white trail. Na-yeon, who had been lying with her legs wide open towards the office ceiling, engrossed in sex the whole time, barely regained her senses and lifted her head. Black darkness was already pouring down through the office windows.

How many times had they had sex here? Her body, a mess as if she had been beaten, ached just from trying to sit up.

She awkwardly stood up to pick up her panties lying on the floor. She could feel semen flowing between her legs.

“Ah...”

With a flustered face, she looked at the tissues on the desk. There was already a considerable amount of semen flowing between her legs to reach that far. She blinked her large eyes, wondering what to do, when he, who had been leisurely enjoying the pleasure while sitting on the sofa, licked her open hole all the way from her opening to her clit.

“Ahheut, aaahng. Yeon-seok-ssi.”

Na-yeon grabbed Yeon-seok’s hair and fully felt his tongue meticulously cleaning her up. He even put his tongue inside her hole, which was still stretched to the size of his cock, and tidied up her messy lower area. When her legs gave out and she collapsed towards him, he licked his lips and languidly finished up.

“I told you to take your vitamins.”

She almost said that no matter how many vitamins she took, it would continue to be like this as long as he fucked her like an animal. But it was better to quickly pick up her clothes and get dressed in that time. He had clearly said he had a meeting here at 7. To do that, they needed to ventilate the room for a few more minutes instead of arguing.

While she was hurrying to clean up, he leisurely lit a cigarette and sank into the sofa. Thud, his shoed feet went up on the table.

“You went to see Jeon Seong-shik again, didn’t you.”

“He told me not to come anymore anyway, so I won’t. But I was still worried.”

She was about to wipe the remaining fluids between her legs with the handkerchief he gave her when he suddenly grabbed both her legs from behind and spread them wide, snatching the handkerchief from her hand and wiping around her vulva. His touch seemed rough at first glance, but the way he meticulously wiped was careful.

“I’ll do it.”

“You said you didn’t want to run into him. That’s why you rushed me to finish quickly, so when were you planning to wipe?”

He wiped between Na-yeon’s legs and familiarly put a cigarette in his mouth.

“Look back.”

At his short command to look back, Na-yeon slowly turned to face him. Yeon-seok tapped her shoulder, telling her to grab his, and then finished wiping between her legs. It was strange. Just outside this door, there were plenty of guys trembling in fear of him, yet here he was, so tenderly wiping between a woman’s legs.

“What are you thinking about that makes water keep coming out even after I wipe?”

“Ah, no. I’ll do the rest.”

Na-yeon moved away from him and quickly picked up her panties and put them on. Then she picked up her skirt, which was shoved in the corner of the sofa, and put it on as well. With a flushed face, she rubbed her swollen eyelids and ventilated the room.

She had already finished cleaning up, but he, despite the successive ejaculations, still showed no signs of subsiding and was just smoking, without any intention of inserting his firmly erect cock.

Didn’t he say he had a meeting here at 7? It was 15 minutes before 7. Na-yeon looked at the wristwatch he had taken off and placed on the table, her face anxious.

“Th-that... you should hurry and put it in...”

“What, this?”

He held out his erect cock for her to see.

That hideous glans that had relentlessly pounded her G-spot was nestled in his hand, bobbing. Even though it was a man’s large hand, the glistening shaft filled it completely. The thought of that large thing being pushed inside her and pounding her for so long, widening her hole, made her knees buckle anew.

“Why are you still... hard?”

“Looks like there’s still something left to come out.”

“Still?”

“Yeah. We still have time, should I just masturbate?”

Leaning back against the sofa, he gently massaged his testicles as if he still wasn’t satisfied. He said they still had time. Na-yeon’s face turned pale. People would be coming in soon, yet he was going to masturbate because they had time. The man, enjoying Na-yeon’s bewildered expression, laughed cruelly.

He held his cock and started to rub it lightly, shaking the shaft. She looked with bewilderment at his urethra, which was still leaking thin fluid even after he had ejaculated so many times. The glans, already fully erect, was bulging as if ready for insertion.

She tried hard not to show it. The rising moans and the man’s increasingly intense groans filled the air. He called her name even as he enjoyed his self-pleasure. She knew he was doing it on purpose.

Don’t react. Don’t look. Don’t get flustered. Na-yeon stared blankly at the wall, as if she were a fool, and repeated that to herself. She knew what state his cock must have reached by now without even looking. Thick and hard, it would be writhing in his hand, yearning for the release of his lust.

“Come here, Na-yeon-ah.”

He called her again when she didn’t move and continued to stare at the wall.

“You’re not coming? Should I just cum?”

The man’s seductive posture was irresistibly sexy.

She wanted to avoid it, but the magnitude of his presence wouldn’t allow her to take her eyes off him. The man’s cock was already fully erect, on the verge of ejaculation. Earlier it had been inside her hole, but this time he was going to release his semen into the air. The split tip of his glans was already gaping, as if it would shoot out semen any second, tempting her.

“It’s no fun doing it without you.”

He even looked nonchalant as he said that.

As if telling her not to look at the time anymore, he took the watch he had placed on the table and strapped it onto her wrist.

Before she knew it, the cigarette in his fingers had burned out and was extinguished on the table. His legs, which had been crossed on the table, touched the floor.

“You have to cum quickly though. People will be here soon.”

“We’ll see.”

In the end, Na-yeon, succumbing to his temptation, climbed on top of him, took off the panties she had painstakingly put on, and aimed his cock at her vagina.

She easily inserted the tip of his glans into her softened vaginal opening, which had been thoroughly used earlier. It was still overwhelming but strangely arousing. Na-yeon moistened her fingers with saliva and lightly rubbed around her hole, preparing for the act to follow.

“Hheuung...”

As she swayed her hips and tried to insert him pleasurably, he suddenly thrust his red-hot cock inside her, lifted Na-yeon up, and stood up from his seat. Her legs were draped over his arms.

“Eung, aht!”

Due to the momentum of him standing up, his cock instantly found its way in. She glanced down at the junction, and it looked exactly like an animal’s head struggling to enter a hole. Only for a moment though, as the long, hard thing disappeared without a trace, leaving only its root behind. All she could see was his pubic hair rubbing against her groin and tangling. The cock buried in the semen he had already released squelched.

“Aahng...”

It was what they had been doing just moments ago, no, he had already ejaculated three times earlier, but it was still overwhelming for her vagina to widen so desperately again just because his cock had briefly slipped out. He was just smiling languidly.

“Suddenly doing this, where, where are you going?”

“Anyway, you’re quite the vixen. Do you like it that much? Should I just leave it in all the time?”

“...Hheuung, pervert.”

“You like it so much because I’m a pervert, don’t you?”

“Within the time...”

“I’ll decide after seeing what you do.”

He walked with their groins interlocked towards his desk behind the sofa. He deliberately bounced his pubis with each step, causing her hips to bounce up and down with the recoil, only to be pulled tightly against him again, reaching her deepest point repeatedly. This was why he deliberately went all the way to the desk. The fact that the office was this large couldn’t have been intentional. Na-yeon felt like she was slowly going crazy.

“Bad, eung, ah! Ah!”

With one thrust of his strength, her entire buttocks lifted off the ground, and his shaft plunged to her deepest point. His glans rubbed desperately at her entrance before being inserted again. Such thrusting continued until he reached the desk. Everything was done violently, but the gaze he directed at her was full of deep affection.

She thought he would lay her down on the desk, but he walked past it and stood in front of the full-length glass window. Below the window, she could see the black tops of people’s heads. Surely he wasn’t going to do it here. Their intimate lower halves were still connected. It was as if he was going to show the people outside the window the coupling of their thrusting and being thrust into. Even though she knew they couldn’t see from this high floor, Na-yeon was filled with a subtle excitement.

Even amidst all this, the handsome man’s eyes captivated her. She followed the line of his well-sculpted nose with her gaze. She liked that he was colder than anyone else but therefore had eyes that were twice as hot. Even if she was going crazy, it was because it was this man, and that was why it was good.

This wasn’t the time to be doing this, but Na-yeon, lost in admiring his beauty, felt his throbbing cock directly inside her even at that moment. She realized he had no intention of ending it with just masturbation from the start. He hadn’t intended to simply plant his seed from the beginning. Well, he often used to continue thrusting as much as he wanted even when he was on the verge of ejaculating before finally reaching his climax. It wasn’t that uncommon.

Soon after, her two legs draped over his arms, her body, swayed back and forth aggressively. As if to offset all her distracting thoughts and worries.

“Song Na-yeon.”

He called her name. Unlike his terrifying thrusting, it was very sweet.

“Kiss me.”

“Haht, aah! Vulgar and, lewdly, like a vixen?”

“Yeah.”

Just like last time, after telling her to kiss him vulgarly and lewdly, he was the one who initiated the kiss.

Na-yeon couldn’t resist and embraced him.

She was unaware that his subordinates had been waiting outside the door for a long time, unable to dare make a sound to their boss, waiting for the two of them to finish their lewd acts.

Na-yeon, not knowing why Yeon-seok was smiling, focused on the overwhelming passion. It was only after she had deliciously received his semen that she noticed them.