Chapter 1 (Part 3)

She intended to appear experienced, but to the man, she seemed endlessly clumsy, only fueling his desire to push her down and claim her.

The man immediately lifted her skirt and hitched one of her legs onto his hip.

In this strange position, which she was experiencing for the first time, she twisted her shoulders and tried to avert her gaze, but he caught her eyes.

“Let’s keep eye contact. I want to see how that pretty face gets excited.”

After the metallic sound of his belt being undone, his center was suddenly pressing against the fabric of her underwear.

With only a thin layer of cloth between them, the unbearable excitement wrapped around her entire body.

Without any hint of embarrassment, the man began to rub against her.

As the friction intensified, the man’s eyes grew darker.

More, just a little more. Until Seo-hye, feeling strange, told him to stop, he continued rubbing against her underwear for quite some time, then suddenly lifted her other thigh as well.

Her body was lifted into the air and then fell onto the bed in the bedroom.

Without giving Seo-hye a moment to regain her composure, the man immediately pulled her up and made her kneel on the sheets.

The position from behind made her even more frightened, and she clenched her teeth tightly.

“!”

Instead of a fierce force striking her from behind, a gentle warmth from a careful hand touched the center of her back. It was a soft caress.

“…What is this?”

Only then did Seo-hye remember that the spot the man touched was where she had been hit with an ashtray by her grandfather.

Did it bruise?

More than embarrassment, a feeling of anxiety came over her.

What if he got disappointed by her injured body and left?

Then the emptiness she had momentarily forgotten would surely overwhelm her beyond what she could handle.

“Just… do it.”

I don’t want to go home today… so please.

“Hurry, so I can’t think of anything. Please….”

Without a word, the man picked Seo-hye up and turned her over.

The ceiling came into view, followed by the man’s neat face.

“Are you being abused?”

At the slow, dry question, Seo-hye bit her lower lip.

At that moment, the man grabbed the back of her thigh tightly, pulling her towards him, and pushed her underwear aside.

The tip of the man touched her membrane directly.

With a sticky noise, Seo-hye’s body convulsed violently as if her private parts were exposed.

The man, undeterred, rubbed his thick, veined m*mber up and down, spreading her natural lubrication.

The heat from the friction was conducted inside her, making her feel as if she had taken a drug she had never tried, leaving her mind in a daze.

At the involuntary moan she let out, the man continued his rubbing and spoke again.

“Hmm?”

“…No, it’s not abuse, more like exploitation of talent….”

As she struggled to speak, the man, far from comforting her, replied in a dry voice like a winter wind.

“Yes, it’s abuse.”

Seo-hye became anxious at his dry demeanor.

“Hey, I… ah!”

Without any warning, the man parted her narrow entrance and entered.

The intense pressure made Seo-hye’s mouth open wide, and her head snapped back sharply.

At this rate, it wouldn’t be surprising if her body split in two.

Seo-hye gripped his shoulders tightly, trying to push him out, but he didn’t budge.

The more she tried to push him away, the deeper he drove in, the taut column making her lower body feel paralyzed with a strange sensation.

“…I can’t take it…!”

“You can’t? You were begging for it just a moment ago.”

He grabbed her calf and pushed it towards her face. Then he thrust the half-embedded tip deep into her c*rvix.

An unbearable pain quickly shot through her body.

“Ugh, this is insane…!”

After the pain, a maddening pl*asure that made her convulse surged through.

“Yes, it’s insane, isn’t it? Devouring each other.”

As the man moved his hips mercilessly, Seo-hye’s body began to shake uncontrollably.

The passionate noise filled the air, so intense it was hard to believe it was the sound of soft parts meeting.

Looking at her involuntarily twitching feet, Seo-hye tightly closed her eyes.

Then the man suddenly stopped moving.

As the overwhelming heat that had been stirring her disappeared, a groan of emptiness escaped her lips.

As soon as she opened her eyes slightly, the man thrust his hips again.

“Ah!”

Accompanied by a thud, she bit her lower lip to suppress the louder moan that threatened to escape.

The man, seemingly dissatisfied, stopped his up-and-down teasing and moved his hips in a circular motion from side to side.

As his taut er*ect*on attempted to widen her insides in all directions, her legs involuntarily closed with a spasm.

It felt as if a fierce waterfall had fallen into her lower abdomen and flowed up to her throat, the unbearable pl*asure and intense sensation catching in her throat and even hindering her breathing.

Even as her mind turned completely white, as if she might lose consciousness, the force pushing up from below grew more intense.

The man’s restrained, heavy breathing penetrated her more sensitive ears, doubling her excitement.

As the man’s relentless end struck persistently at one spot in a single position, her lower abdomen tensed and hardened.

Unintentionally, she clenched around him tightly, causing his brow to furrow. He cursed lowly, slipping his hand behind her back to flip her over in an instant so her stomach faced downward.

Before she could even turn her head in surprise, her legs spread, and the gl*ns pierced through her entrance, filling it with presence. The intensified pressure elicited a beast-like wailing sound.

“Ugh, ah, I feel like I’m going crazy, ah, ugh!”

After a short breath, the words “I’m going crazy too” flowed quietly behind her.

He moved his hips with a deliberately slowed motion. Somehow, the slow friction heightened the stimulation even more.

It was a chaotic and hot night, so overwhelming that she thought she could lose consciousness without any problem.

To the point where she couldn’t even think about matters related to the painting.

***

“Hey.”

“Mmm.”

“Hey, Seo-hye. Aren’t you getting up?!”

Slap—

Her cheek stung as if the skin was peeling off.

Was it a dream? No, it couldn’t hurt this much if it were a dream.

As she slowly lifted her eyelids, she saw Hae-mi, who was tormenting her terribly.

Behind her was her grandfather, Hwa-woong, who had given her such a hard time yesterday.

“Have you lost your mind, staying out without telling anyone?! And as if that’s not enough, you fall asleep in front of the house? Are you trying to disgrace our family? Don’t you know we’re now one with Seonghan?!”

…Slept in front of the house?

Seo-hye’s pupils, not yet fully open, began to shake violently.

She was definitely with that man, so what happened? Could it have been a dream?

No matter how hard she tried to remember, her brain, still soaked in alcohol and fatigue, couldn’t recall the important facts.

“Why do you look like a dead fish? Snap out of it!”

Ignoring Hae-mi’s words, Seo-hye looked around.

Whether it was a dream or not, one thing was certain: this was not the hotel where she spent the night with the man, but in front of her house in Cheongun-dong.

“Seo-hye, come see me.”

With an angry face, Hwa-woong clasped his hands behind his back and entered through the front gate first.

As Seo-hye stared blankly at his retreating figure, Hae-mi smacked the back of her head.

“Aren’t you going? And what’s with your appearance, oh, you’re really a disgrace.”

She clicked her tongue.

“If my future husband sees you, he’ll think I’m vulgar too and run away, seriously.”

Enduring Hae-mi’s scornful remarks, Seo-hye tried to stand up, letting out a small groan as she staggered.

While she was bewildered by the tingling pain from her inner thighs, Hae-mi scrutinized Seo-hye with sharp eyes.

Then, she suddenly grabbed the open collar of Seo-hye’s shirt near her neck and pressed down hard on a spot with her pointed fingernail.

“…They say a quiet cat climbs the stove first.”

Instinctively, Seo-hye clutched her shirt collar and took a step back.

“Don’t create any unnecessary scandals before my wedding. Just stay quietly out of the way.”

Hae-mi blatantly shoved Seo-hye aside and leisurely walked toward the yard.

Seo-hye hurriedly took out her phone and reflected her neck on the screen.

A dark mark was clearly visible.

“…Oh my God, it was real, that man.”

It wasn’t an illusion.

The moment she fully realized that the night spent with the man wasn’t a dream, a desperate scream escaped her dry lips.

During their encounter, the conversation she had with the man vividly came back to her.

“…No, it’s not abuse, more like exploitation of talent….”

“Yes, it’s abuse.”

She just wanted to forget the painful reality for a day, a single indulgence to endure for her mother’s sake

That’s why she lost her senses and ended up spilling the secret she had kept for 10 years, the ugly truth that no one should know.

After the relationship that lasted until morning, she barely came to her senses and seized the moment when he was briefly asleep to hurriedly escape.

As soon as she managed to reach the front of her house in Cheongun-dong, holding onto her faint consciousness, she seemed to have passed out from the delayed fatigue and hangover.

If she entered through the gate, she would have to face Hwa-woong. She didn’t have the energy for that.