Side Story 2

She whispered softly, and Damon groaned as he took a condom from the drawer and rolled it on. He aligned the tip with her entrance and slowly pushed in. She knew he was big, but it was a struggle. Her legs trembled as she gasped for air. Seeing Hyemi struggling, Damon paused, concern on his face.

“Are you okay? You don’t have to push yourself. We have plenty of time.”

“I’m fine. So hurry up and put it all in.”

She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. He hesitated, then grabbed her hips and pushed in all the way at once.

“Haa…!”

Her vision flashed, and chills ran through her entire body. His manhood, fully inside her, pressed deep within. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, which she couldn’t quite close. Damon, unfazed, licked the corner of her lips and then captured them with his own. He immediately began to move his hips.

“Mm, hnn, ah, mm…!”

All of her moans disappeared into his mouth. Hyemi, lost in sensation, tangled her tongue with Damon’s. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, moving her hips as well. The feeling of fullness inside her was incredibly satisfying.

“Ah, mm, hnn…!”

As time passed, her back arched like a bow, and he shuddered. Their lips, perfectly joined, finally parted. A sticky silver thread connected their lips before snapping, and Hyemi’s lips were flushed and swollen.

Damon slowly pulled out, and as the heavy fullness left her insides, Hyemi trembled. She had gotten used to it, and now her belly felt empty. Just a moment ago, it seemed her stomach had been bulging, but now it was flat.

“Damon.”

“…?”

“We haven’t seen each other in so long—do you think once is enough?”

A sly smile spread across Hyemi’s lips.

* * *

After that, they made love several more times, passionately. Only after Hyemi, who had been crying out under him, finally fell asleep as if fainting, did Damon lie down beside her. Her eyes were puffy from all the crying.

He reached out to smooth Hyemi’s messy hair. It used to be long, but now it was a short bob. Still, he liked it—it was pretty. Damon placed a brief kiss on her forehead, and Hyemi, stirring in her sleep, snuggled into his embrace. Just then, his phone on the nightstand lit up. Damon carefully picked it up, not wanting to wake her, and checked the message.

(Text message)

[Damon, is that your girlfriend? You kept your private life so secret. If you don’t want your girlfriend’s info exposed in the media, meet with me. If you don’t reply by midnight, I’ll publish the article.]

Attached was a photo of Hyemi and Damon entering the officetel together, looking quite close. Damon scanned the message and photo with a blank expression, then turned off the screen without replying. In fact, he would welcome an article announcing Hyemi as his lover.

She might not know, but Damon was a fairly popular model. He wasn’t so famous that the whole nation would recognize him, but if there were ten people, at least seven would know who he was. Until meeting Hyemi, Damon had never been involved in a scandal.

That was only natural. Before meeting Hyemi, he had no interest in dating women. Many women had tried to approach him, but he had refused them all. He put his phone back on the nightstand and pulled the sleeping Hyemi closer.

“Haa…”

Damon buried his face in her neck and gently nibbled. Hyemi, uncomfortable in her sleep, let out a soft groan and shifted, but he didn’t remove his lips. When he finally pulled away, a red mark was left behind. In that spot, even clothes wouldn’t cover it. Damon smiled in satisfaction and kissed the mark once more.

At that moment, Hyemi slowly opened her drowsy eyes and mumbled,

“Mmm… What time is it…?”

“Not long. You must be tired—sleep a bit more.”

“Mm…”

Damon patted her back. The steady rhythm lulled her back to sleep, her breathing evening out. By tomorrow, there might be an article. Maybe it would be good to tie her down with this and have her move in with him.

“No matter what, she should graduate, though.”

He planned to ask her about graduation when she woke up and bring it up casually. Before he knew it, the clock pointed to seven, and it was almost time for her to wake up. She’d be hungry, so Damon carefully got up and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

The delicious smell from the kitchen drifted through the slightly open door and into the bedroom. Hyemi’s eyebrows twitched, her nose wriggled. She was still sleepy, but the enticing aroma made her open her eyes. She yawned and slowly sat up.

Only a mood light was on in the bedroom, so it was dim. Looking around, she saw underwear, a simple shirt, and pants neatly folded on the nightstand. It was women’s underwear she’d never seen before, but, curiously, it fit her size perfectly.

“Did another woman come here…? But it doesn’t look like anyone’s worn these.”

The underwear looked brand new, as if the tag had just been removed. Hyemi tilted her head, put on the panties, and then the pants. But the pants were too big and kept slipping down, so she couldn’t wear them. After hesitating, she decided to just put on the shirt and went outside.

“Damon?”

As she cautiously approached the kitchen, she saw him wearing an apron. She quietly sneaked up and hugged his waist from behind, startling him.

“What are you doing?”

“I thought you’d be hungry. Just sit there.”

Hyemi sniffed the air. The savory smell tickled her nose. She hummed a little tune and quickly sat in a chair. After a few minutes, Damon returned with two plates. He took off his apron and hung it on the chair next to hers, then sat across from her.

Hyemi’s eyes widened at the dish in front of her.

“You made all this yourself?”

“Yes. I’m not sure how it’ll taste, though.”

“It looks delicious!”

Excited, Hyemi picked up her spoon and took a bite of the fried rice. It tasted even better than she expected, and her eyes widened in surprise. Damon watched her nervously, waiting for her to speak.

“Wow… This is really good!”

“That’s a relief. I was worried it might not suit your taste.”

“How are you so good at cooking? I can’t cook at all.”

“Well, I’ve lived alone since I became an adult. Eat as much as you want.”

He even brought her water, worried she might choke. Hyemi ate with such gusto that anyone would feel proud, and in the end, she cleaned her plate.

“Ha… That was so delicious.”

“If you live with me, I can cook for you every day.”

As she wiped her mouth with a napkin, Hyemi looked at Damon. Then she leaned forward and gave a sly smile.

“Damon, are you trying to seduce me into living with you?”

“That’s right. Exactly.”

Damon leaned forward as well. Seeing him smile, Hyemi looked away, feeling like she might say yes at any moment. Then she suddenly remembered something and looked back at him.

“Damon, whose underwear is this? Has another woman been here?”

“Ah… That’s…”

Damon looked troubled, and Hyemi narrowed her eyes.

“Well, it would be strange for a thirty-year-old to have never had a woman.”

“Hyemi, that’s a misunderstanding.”

“What misunderstanding?”

Hyemi pouted. Damon’s lips twitched at her jealousy, but he managed to keep a straight face as he explained.

“I didn’t know your size, so I bought every size just in case.”

“Hm…”

“I’ll show you.”

Deciding it was faster to show her, Damon stood up and took Hyemi’s hand. She followed him without protest. Back in the bedroom, Damon opened a drawer under the wardrobe. Inside, as he said, were underwear sets in every size.

Only then did Hyemi’s suspicion ease a bit. Then, suddenly, she grinned mischievously and said,

“Don’t tell me you’ve met a woman in every bra size here?”

“That’s ridiculous.”

He looked genuinely wronged. Hyemi burst out laughing and waved her hand.

“I’m joking, just joking.”

“Let’s not joke about things like that.”

As Damon led her back to the living room, he asked,

“When do you graduate?”

“Um… I’m a senior now, so this year. Why?”

“Just curious.”

Hyemi nodded absentmindedly, not thinking much of it. After hanging out at his place for a few more hours, she stood up.

“I have class tomorrow, so I should get going.”

“I’ll drive you.”

When she came out after changing, Damon grabbed his car keys and got up. He gently wrapped his arm around her shoulders and left the officetel with her. At that moment, she heard a faint clicking sound in her ear. Hyemi flinched and looked around, but there was no one.

“What’s wrong?”

“Uh… Nothing, it’s nothing.”

Thinking she’d misheard, Hyemi smiled and shook her head. Damon drove her to her apartment, dropping her off at the entrance. He gave her a short kiss on the lips, and Hyemi walked inside with a bright smile.

The next day, the top trending search was the scandal between Damon and Hyemi.