LUST - 5

05. Tacit Agreement Established

“I heard that Director Lee from our Jaemun Construction has taken on this project.”

“Haha. We will assist you well. Please don’t worry too much.”

“I have my own people. Why would President Lee assist me?”

“Well, in business, having good support from the side helps drive things forward, wouldn’t you agree? Please don’t dismiss it.”

Drinking with the old men who were grinning from ear to ear made him lose his appetite. It was even worse watching President Kim trying to act sophisticated while eating lamb steak, which he didn’t even like.

“Well, I’d be grateful. But what should I do? I think I should leave now as I have an appointment.”

“Oh dear, it wouldn’t be right to hold onto someone so busy.”

Yeon-seok emptied his last glass of wine and stood up. As if they had been waiting, his men followed him.

“Are you tired?”

“Just looking at those old men’s faces makes me tired.”

“It’s because you’re the successor, Hyung-nim. Please don’t be too angry. Isn’t this just their way of trying to cozy up to you? The old fogeys. Where shall we take you? To the school?”

“Why the school?”

“Because Song Na-yeon is there...”

Unusually, Seong-shik hesitated to speak.

“She doesn’t want to see you, so she can’t come with you.”

“Yes?”

“What are you so shocked about? You were all too happy to hold a knife to my throat back then. And we have a meeting tonight.”

“Ah, the casino business. Yes. I’ll escort you to the office.”

“Doesn’t the chief secretary know his superior’s schedule?”

“I will rectify that.”

“Rectify, my ass.”

Yeon-seok got into the back seat of the car that had stopped in front of him.

He thought of Na-yeon, who had woken up in the morning next to him, blinking blankly with a dazed look on her face.

He clearly remembered the way she had suddenly asked where she was, and before he could answer, she had recognized the place and her face had turned pensive. Too clearly, that was the problem.

He had told her to call him when she left school, but there was no contact. Come to think of it, that was right. Last time, he had separately saved his number for her, but she had cautiously asked for his business card. So he had given her a new one. Didn’t she say last night that she had the new business card? But why hadn’t she called even once?

“Anyway, she sure knows how to bother me.”

“I will rectify that. Hyung-nim, I’m sorry.”

“Not you.”

He clicked his tongue and lowered the window a little. The day was cold as usual. Cool air entered the car.

Opening the office door, Seong-shik, who had bowed his head, quietly observed his usually silent elder brother. The office was always spotless. Everything was done solely under the instructions of Yeon-seok, the owner of this office.

Cleaning was done every time he left. Clothes had to be ironed without a single wrinkle and kept ready. He was escorted to the conference room with thorough security. He was the next chairman, and Seong-shik had the heavy responsibility of protecting him from his closest side. He was someone he had to protect even if it meant his own neck being cut off.

The meeting centered around Yeon-seok finally ended after three hours. It had only taken a few short years since he first joined the organization to bring Jaemun to its current standing. He had raised Jaemun to the top in such a short time that the years could be counted on five fingers. So, there was no way Chairman Yoon, the head of the organization and the elder brother, wouldn’t cherish him.

To Seong-shik, he was like an existence he couldn’t even dare to look up to. The same went for anyone in the organization.

As Yeon-seok came out of the meeting, he was asked where he would like to be taken, but he was lost in thought for a moment without answering. What did it matter? His elder brother could wait for him for over a hundred years.

Seong-shik assisted Yeon-seok until the very end, ensuring he could get into the parked car.

“Where shall we take you, sir?”

“Let’s just go.”

Just go? It was different from his usual way of speaking, but Seong-shik started the car as instructed. The car headed towards the university Song Na-yeon attended. It was a place he was now quite familiar with.

In front of the school’s main gate, a banner that read “Congratulations on Graduation” was hanging. It seemed a graduation ceremony had taken place, as there were many students at the school despite the late hour. The campus seemed a bit more bustling than usual; it must have been because of the graduation.

Seong-shik found Na-yeon sitting on a bench in front of the school library. She was sitting quietly with a book in her arms, and she looked up when she spotted the car. Her slightly flushed cheeks looked somehow a little different from usual. Was it because of the cold?

Come to think of it, he wasn’t sure if Song Na-yeon had thanked Hyung-nim. Last time, it was Hyung-nim who had stopped Song Tae-sung from doing all sorts of messed-up things using Song Na-yeon’s ID and under her name. The fact that she was walking around perfectly fine now was all thanks to Hyung-nim...

“Ah.”

Seong-shik quietly looked out the window, then startled and got out to open the back door.

“Let’s pull ourselves together.”

“I’m sorry, Hyung-nim.”

Yeon-seok clicked his tongue as he looked at Seong-shik. Black shoes elegantly stepped onto the ground. Yeon-seok, who had gotten out of the car, approached Na-yeon, who was hesitantly walking towards him.

“You’re busy, but I was the one who called, right?”

“That’s right. You called quite early when I’m so busy.”

“Yes? Ah, would you like to have coffee? I’ll buy it for you.”

“Did you get some money all of a sudden?”

“I have enough for that. Please wait here. I’ll go buy it.”

“It’s okay, Seong-shik, come here.”

Seong-shik, who had been standing guard at a distance, approached.

“Buy two coffees.”

“What kind of coffee would you like?”

“Ah, I’ll have an Americano, and Director Lee will have...”

“Get two of the same.”

Passing by her as she took out a ten-thousand won bill from her wallet and offered it, Seong-shik headed to the campus cafe.

“Why the sudden splurge?”

“Is this a splurge?”

“It’s a splurge because you’re trying to spend money you don’t have, so what else would it be?”

“Ah, the payment for the last room came in. And the results for the pharmacy exam came out today too. I can buy you something even more delicious.”

Hesitating as if she had something she wanted to say, she scratched her wallet, which she held together with her graduation certificate, and finally spoke with difficulty.

“I’m looking for a room. I’ll get one as soon as possible. I was going to submit my resume to a pharmacy soon anyway.”

“You’re leaving.”

“Um, within a month, definitely...”

“Wasn’t I your sponsor?”

“Yes?”

Na-yeon quietly mulled over his words. What was he suddenly talking about? Sponsor? Ah, because of what Song Tae-sung had said...

“That was my brother misunderstanding and talking nonsense...”

“...Will you be my sponsor?”

“No. I don’t like that kind of thing.”

“Then why don’t you try clinging to me pitifully and crying? Cry your eyes out and lick my tongue. Maybe my mind will change.”

“I’ll give you a chance. Kiss me first. I’ll decide after seeing.”

Na-yeon remembered the night she had her first sex with him. He had initiated the provocation, but in any case, she was the one who had first put her lips on his.

Seong-shik handed over the coffee he had bought. Na-yeon, who received the steaming coffee, met Seong-shik’s piercing gaze. It was clearly a look telling her to behave herself. She avoided his gaze, bringing the cup to her lips.

Wait, was that why he thought they had slept together? Last night too? Because he thought she needed a sponsor?

“So it wasn’t because you’re Director Lee that I slept with you. Last night too...”

“What?”

He looked at her at her urgent words. That scent, a man’s cologne. Cha Yeon-seok’s skin scent. It was because it was him that she had been aroused, not because of any conditions. If it was because of the ridiculous things Song Tae-sung had blabbered...

“It’s just because it’s sex with you, Director... that’s why I slept with you. I didn’t want money or anything in return.”

Their eyes met in the air. It wasn’t sex that started because she genuinely loved him, but she didn’t want any misunderstandings. Students occasionally passed by. Still, she knew she couldn’t pay attention to them because she was with this man.

A man who didn’t give her a moment to care about anyone else. Well, maybe that’s why he had risen to the top of a construction company. Although it was a mob group disguised as a construction company. He turned his head straight ahead, quietly watching a student walking in quick steps, and said softly.

“I know.”

“Yes?”

A fragrant coffee scent wafted from the subtle lift of his lips.

“I’m setting the stage for you, aren’t I? Do I have to spell it out?”

Since she had agreed to sleep with him that night using a sponsor as an excuse, he was telling her to come and live in his house.

Foolish girl, his tone seemed to say exactly that, but she didn’t have time to feel offended. More than that, when his gaze, which had been directed straight ahead, softly returned to her and their eyes met, she belatedly realized she had said something akin to a confession, and her cheeks flushed.

“That... so... um...”

Seong-shik, who was standing guard nearby, glanced at her. Na-yeon just sipped her innocent coffee, feeling a strange, ticklish sensation. The fact that he had responded that way to her confession-like words meant that he was also attracted to her... that... A subtle tingling made her gaze keep drifting downwards.

The graduation certificate she was holding came into view. She hadn’t attended the graduation ceremony and had only picked up her certificate. After all, there was no one she wanted to meet happily and celebrate with. But unexpectedly, the only person who was with her on her graduation day was this man. It was a situation she hadn’t imagined before meeting him. Still, she didn’t dislike it.

No, this feeling of the strange loneliness she had felt vanishing at once was unfamiliar. Was it because she was with him, a man with such an overwhelming presence that everyone glanced at them? Maybe so.

“...But what if I refuse?”

“You were moaning and drooling while eating mine, and now you’re refusing?”

Na-yeon couldn’t find an excuse at his confident snort, which seemed to say, ‘You? Could you really do that?’

“...Am I being taken away now?”

“Why, are you excited because it feels like a perverted game?”

Should she laugh or not? They were in the middle of exchanging a subtle gaze.

“Oh, Na-yeon-ah!”

Sang-yoon, perhaps on his way home, approached waving his hand. He openly looked at Yeon-seok in the passenger seat with suspicious eyes. Indeed, from the moment he had first sat in that seat, students passing by had kept glancing at him.

With his well-tailored black suit and striking looks that made people constantly stare, the man was noticeable to anyone.

Na-yeon, holding her coffee, stood up and subtly positioned herself to shield Yeon-seok.

“Senior.”

“Going home? If you’re going that way, let’s go together.”

“Ah, I... have somewhere else to go.”

“Is that so?”

“Then please go in.”

“Okay...”

Even after replying, Sang-yoon didn’t leave and kept glancing at Yeon-seok. Na-yeon threw the coffee she had drunk into the trash can and grabbed Yeon-seok’s arm.

“Director Lee, let’s go too.”

Yeon-seok’s eyes, unmoved by her words, turned from Sang-yoon to Na-yeon. Cold and frigid eyes. Eyes that seemed to have no blood or tears, only a chilling aura. Seong-shik stood a little closer.

“Coffee.”

“Yes?”

“That coffee from back then, huh, you.”

Coffee? Na-yeon blinked, not understanding what Yeon-seok meant.

“Who are you?”

Sang-yoon finally blurted out the question he had been holding back. Yeon-seok, who had been sitting on the bench, stood up. The black cashmere coat he was wearing fell long below his legs. He was a head taller than Sang-yoon. Compared to Sang-yoon, who had narrow and thin shoulders, the difference in their build was obvious.

Coffee. Ah, he was talking about the night he had given coffee to Mi-joo. He was.

“Who would be.”

“Yes?”

“There’s nothing good that comes from knowing.”

“Senior, please go. I’m busy too, so I have to go.”

Na-yeon hurriedly tried to send Sang-yoon away.

“Please, go.”

When she showed a slightly displeased expression, Sang-yoon finally turned and walked away. Na-yeon pulled on Yeon-seok’s arm. As he turned to look at her, he suddenly asked.

“Big one?”

His tone was incredulous.

“Big one?”

Ah, that condom for big penises.

“That’s not my condom. It belongs to Mi-joo unnie who lives next door. Mi-joo unnie was the one who used it too. Senior Sang-yoon and I are not like that at all.”

“I know.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t hang out with such a dimwit. You’ll get tainted. Though, I’m not one to talk.”

Let’s go. He added only those few words and walked towards the car. Na-yeon walked in step with him and subtly asked.

“How did you know?”

“What, that you two didn’t sleep together?”

“Yes.”

“I won’t tell you.”

“Why?”

Na-yeon, who had been following him closely, got into the back seat he opened for her. He crossed his arms without a word, a subtle smile playing on his lips. The car drove away from the campus. Na-yeon, who had been quietly watching him holding a cigarette between his fingers without lighting it, asked him to stop briefly when they passed a pharmacy.

“Why the pharmacy?”

“I need to buy something quickly.”

The car smoothly stopped in front of the pharmacy. She pressed down on his hand as he took out his wallet, indicating that it was okay, and got out of the car. Opening the pharmacy door and going inside, she smelled a familiar scent. It was a familiar and pleasant scent for Na-yeon. The smell of a pharmacy.

“Please give me the vitamin D tablets from Shinkang Pharmaceutical... oh, the ones with calcium. And could you show me all the Yoon Drugs products? I have several things to buy.”

Na-yeon calculated the cost of several items. Most of the money she had received for the room deposit was gone, but this was the only thing she could do for him. It might only be for a short stay until she found a place, but while she was in his house, she would be indebted to him.

Yes, she needed a place to stay for the time being, and he had offered his hand under the guise of a sponsor relationship. It was a stage he had set, as he said. It would be okay to hold onto it for a while, at least.

Also... just in case Tae-min ever came back, she wouldn’t mind showing him off. Showing him that she had a man by her side who was incomparably better than him.

She laughed at her own thoughts, but she also felt safe with Cha Yeon-seok. In any case, wasn’t he someone that petty thugs like Tae-sung couldn’t even dare to touch?

Na-yeon, who had gotten into the car, handed him the paper bag from the pharmacy that she had bought.

“What’s this?”

“I bought them at the pharmacy. They’re vitamins and supplements that you really need to take. Considering your work... the physical kind... I thought you’d need them even more.”

Through the rearview mirror, she could see that the man behind the wheel and Seong-shik had bewildered expressions. Yeon-seok, sitting with his legs crossed, was no exception, looking at her as if she were absurd. He roughly opened the paper bag with his fingers and peered inside.

“It’s better for your health if you take them.”

“If I were to care about my health, I shouldn’t be doing this job.”

“...That’s true. Still, you should take them.”

“Looking at you, it seems like you’re the one who needs to take them. From the second time onwards, your voice gets hoarse as you swallow, doesn’t it?”

The two men in the front seats quietly turned their heads forward. Na-yeon clutched the paper bag, her face flushed.

“I’m... young, so I’m still okay.”

“Yeah.”

“Yes?”

“I’ll take them.”

Na-yeon watched him place the paper bag on the seat next to him and subtly leaned back in her seat.

The man’s house was a penthouse located in Hannam-dong. She couldn’t describe how surprised she had been when she woke up this morning. She had clearly fallen asleep in her motel room after having explosive sex with him, but she had woken up in some bed.

His room was bigger than the space she lived in, which she could call her room and her home. She understood why he had asked if she slept on the floor. The bed was incredibly soft.

Seong-shik and his subordinates followed them even when they went up in the elevator. Only after opening the door did the men bow their heads in greeting. He waved his hand dismissively, telling them to leave, and placed the paper bag on the table. Na-yeon, still disoriented, looked around the house, which she hadn’t had a chance to see properly in the morning.

“Director Lee, do you usually live in such an empty place?”

“Why? Are you having trouble adjusting because you came from your small room?”

“That too... ah, I’ll explain the medicine.”

She approached him as he sat on the sofa in front of the table and took out all the medicine containers from the paper bag.

“You bought quite a lot.”

“This is all necessary for our bodies. Okay, this one has a lot of vitamin D, so you must take it in the morning. Nowadays, many modern people are deficient in vitamin D, so it’s good to take it. And this is magnesium, which helps with bone health. I know you’re very strong, Director, so you might not think you need it, but even if not now...”

Na-yeon explained, picking up each medicine container, but she realized that his gaze was fixed not on the containers but only on her as she chattered on. Leaning back on the sofa with his chin tilted, he had an utterly bored expression.

“You’re... not going to take them?”

“Explain. I’m listening.”

She wasn’t confident in giving a presentation without an audience. Na-yeon slowly put down the medicine containers she was holding. The atmosphere was getting strange again.

“I’m tired. Let’s just sleep.”

“Um... where’s the bathroom?”

“Come on. I’ll show you.”

“You can just tell me...”

He got up and took off his tie and watch. He unbuttoned the button below his neck, then firmly grabbed Na-yeon’s wrist and pulled her up from the sofa. Na-yeon, feeling like she was being chased by him, walked to the bathroom and arrived in front of a bathroom larger than her own room.

“What are you doing? Take it off.”

She entered the bathroom as if trapped. This one man had blocked all escape routes. He told her to undress and sat on the edge of the bathtub, lighting a cigarette. Na-yeon stood there, unable to bring herself to undress, until the red ember glowed and his breath scattered. With all his buttons undone, revealing his chest, he leisurely smoked.

“You going to shower with your clothes on?”

She instinctively knew that she couldn’t leave this room until she pleased him. Na-yeon undid her blouse buttons and slowly took off her pants. His eyes stared intently, as if they could see through her still-clothed underwear.

She put her hands behind her back and unhooked her bra. She was self-conscious about her breasts, which had bounced out, her nipples, which were already erect from his gaze alone, and the fact that the entire areola was red from where he had bitten and chewed. When she took off her last remaining red panties, there was nothing left to hide.

“Get on your hands and knees like yesterday and lift your butt. Let me see if it’s swollen.”

He was someone who originally had no qualms about embarrassing requests. It was a part of her body she had shown him countless times already, but showing it under such bright light made her feel embarrassed again.

“I’m okay.”

“Get on the rug and lie down.”

Her refusal that she was okay had no effect. The rug was the place most visible from where he was sitting on the edge of the bathtub. An angle where he could easily see even her inner flesh. She just blinked her hot eyes in embarrassment while he stubbed out his cigarette.

“Why, are you embarrassed? You’ve done worse than this, what’s the big deal now?”

“...I’m really okay.”

“I don’t have that much patience, Na-yeon.”

The way he called her name without raising his voice was even scarier.

He finally made her move, but he remained sitting there, just observing her. Na-yeon slowly placed her hands on the rug. The rug in the bathroom felt incredibly soft. She lay down on her hands and knees and lifted her hips so he could see her well. Even though they weren’t going to have sex, being naked alone made her feel so embarrassed she felt like crying.

“Spread your legs.”

As she slightly spread her legs further, she clearly felt the sensation of her inner flesh parting with a “squish.” It was definitely the same as last night, so why did she feel so embarrassed today? With all her attention focused on her vulva, she could vividly feel her opening contracting and relaxing. The area around her wet vulva was itchy. It was because of his gaze.

“Don’t touch it, so I can see all the way inside.”

She laid bare the most intimate part of her body before his eyes. His eyes were relentlessly focused on her shameful interior. She felt wetness, so much so that fluids had pooled. Na-yeon unconsciously lowered her hand and groped at her entrance, wondering if any had leaked. The fluids that stuck thickly to her fingers wrapped around them as if they had been waiting.

“Ah...”

“I know what you want, but it won’t do today because you’re swollen.”

She buried her face, which she couldn’t even lift, into the rug when he suddenly approached and lifted her up, embracing her waist. Soon, their eyes met. He wasn’t one to show much change in expression. He was just a man who hid his true feelings behind a gentle smile.

The corners of his lips were raised, but the meaning was always different. She could intuitively tell that he was mostly hiding a cruel nature. But not now. That’s how it felt. Just like when they first had sex, he was sincere now.

His subtle smile made her feel a strange tickle, so she turned her head. He gently wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes.

“You’re so colorful every time I see you, aren’t you?”

“I... I want to wash up.”

He rested his chin on his hand and smiled as if amused, then asked.

“Booth type? Bathtub?”

“...I prefer the booth.”

She spoke with a voice that had inexplicably gone hoarse, and he nodded, suppressing a smile.

“That’s the same as me.”

He undid his belt buckle and gestured with his chin towards her back. The shower booth was spacious and large, as if it had been made for the two of them from the beginning.

Na-yeon was pushed into the shower booth by the naked man. She swept her hair back from the pouring water and looked up at him, wet. The water cascaded down his firm chest, splashing onto her.

She was still embarrassed by the current situation, her face blotchy, but watching him shower as if nothing had happened was just amazing. It was the first time she had ever showered alone with a man.

Na-yeon stared blankly at his chest before finally putting her face under the pouring water. She tried to wash away her fatigue, following his lead, when her breasts were cupped in large hands. He supported her breasts and pressed her nipples with his fingertips. Yeon-seok, who had been teasing her sensitive areola with his playful fingers, bit Na-yeon’s ear.

“Hiss, why?”

“Turn around.”

She wiped the water from her eyes and turned to face him. As they met, she saw his wet face.

“Hug my neck.”

“......?”

“I won’t do anything suspicious, so hug me tight.”

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. She had to stand on tiptoe to barely reach. His lowered upper body pressed tightly against her breasts. His face, his narrowly slanted eyes, his sharp nose, his lips with a slightly fuller lower lip, drew closer.

“...It feels suspicious.”

Then his eyes softly curved.

“You should have been wary before you even entered this house.”

He pointed out her defenselessness with a smiling face and lowered his head, scattering breaths that asked for a kiss. Na-yeon reflexively opened her mouth and welcomed the invading tongue.

Had coming to his house been the right choice? Na-yeon suddenly couldn’t easily answer the question she posed to herself.

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“Director Lee, which car would you like?”

Yeon-seok quietly looked down at the rattling pills in his hand.

He had found the pill case in his suit jacket pocket, the one she had put there this morning, telling him to take them right after lunch. It was obvious that Song Na-yeon was the culprit behind this adorable act.

They had clearly had sex until the early hours of the morning and only fallen asleep late, so when had she even had the time to prepare this?

These were things that didn’t suit him. Supplements, medicine, vitamins. In this world where a bullet to the head could be the end, vitamins were absurd.

A scoff escaped him at the absurdity, but then he thought of the way she had moved her hips to push his cock as deeply as possible inside her, and his own cock stiffened. But then, when she was exhausted and tearfully asked him to hold her, her small hands reaching out, he was seized by the urge to crush her fragile body in his arms.

The impulsive feelings he had during their mind-blowing sex were definitely not the reason. He wasn’t a man who was that easily swayed by lust.

“What did I say would happen if you spread your backdoor or front door in front of another man?”

“Aahng! Ahng! You’d, you’d punish me. Ah!”

“Well, I doubt another man’s cock would satisfy you now. From now on, only my cock fills you here. What did you say?”

“Y-Yeon-seok-ssi, o-only your cock, aahng!”

Yeon-seok looked up from the pills he had been rolling in his hand.

“I d-don’t like such scary words, uh, ah!”

“What?”

Having done everything they had, she was now acting demure, like a fox hiding its tail and concealing itself. A creature with soft fur. Na-yeon, drenched in sweat and trembling, burrowed deeper into his arms, asking to be held. She felt just like a young animal that had lost its mother and was all alone. An animal wandering in search of a place to depend on.

To her outstretched hands asking to be held, he had made it clear that while he would hold her as much as she wanted, the space between her legs was his. So, he wouldn’t tolerate her allowing even a single strand of her hair to another man, he had drilled into her all night. Since she had made him this way, she too had to take responsibility.

“Forget the car, just get me a glass of water.”

“Yes.”

Yeon-seok swallowed the pills Na-yeon had prepared and looked at his empty hand. She was a woman who, claiming to be a pharmacy student, had fearlessly grabbed his hand and pulled him along. In this world, the only person who dared to boldly grab his hand was Chairman Yoon. So, Seong-shik had made such a fuss and shuddered.

He remembered her face, which was surprisingly bold in unexpected moments, even though she was a fragile creature who couldn’t even handle sex with him. That face kept stirring up his thoughts.

Yeon-seok chuckled and wiped his mouth with a napkin. It was when he was about to finish his tea time.

“Director! You need to take this call for a moment.”

He heard the urgent voice of his subordinate.