Chapter 11

Gayeon, who had been holding the box in her arms all the way until they arrived at the hotel room, promptly held it out to Kiril as he came in after her.

“Put it on the table.”

Not bellboys but the man’s subordinates filed into the room carrying the trunks.

They stacked them neatly by the door and, after closing the room door firmly behind them, left.

When she carefully set the box down on the table Kiril had indicated, his gaze turned toward it.

It was the look of someone staring at something he wanted to touch but must not.

Not wanting to get involved any further, Gayeon opened one of the trunks Elin had packed for her.

It was the trunk containing various undergarments, sleepwear, and the toiletries she used often.

She had gathered her sleepwear and toiletries and was about to go into the bathroom.

Then the man’s firm hand wrapped around her waist.

In an instant, she was snatched back until her back touched his chest.

“Where are you going?”

His deeply low voice sounded somewhere near her temple.

His solid arm tightened as though it might break her waist at any moment.

“I was going in to wash.”

“Let’s wash together.”

If someone had heard it, it might have sounded like a conversation between lovers.

But there was not a shred of trust in their relationship.

He was only trying to cut off any path of escape, wrapped as he was in suspicion.

Unlike his hand, the body temperature of the man holding her was high.

It felt more comfortable and warmer than the warmth of the hotel room.

“Then I’ll just leave the bathroom door open while I wash.”

Gayeon’s wishes were naturally ignored.

He simply lifted her up and opened the bathroom door.

Naturally, there was no window here either.

There was nowhere she could run anyway, but the man did not look as though he had any intention of stepping aside.

“Wash together, sleep together, eat together.”

“Do I have to go to the toilet together with you too?”

The sarcastic remark slipped out before she knew it.

He frowned slightly between the brows, then after a brief moment of thought, smiled and said,

“For that, we’ll leave the bathroom door open while you take care of it.”

Gayeon gave up quickly.

She gave up on having a reasonable conversation.

In any case, if he really was, as he claimed, someone drawn to corpses, there was no way he would view her as a s*xual object.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stripped off the clothes he had been wearing and tossed them onto the bathroom floor.

He truly meant it literally when he said they would wash.

Once he removed even his drawers completely, his p*nis hung heavily down past his thighs.

It was not even *rect, yet its weight alone made her hurriedly turn her head away.

“The shower booth? Or the tub?”

“I’ll use the booth.”

Thinking that if she could not avoid this, it would be better to wash quickly while he was washing too, Gayeon stepped into the booth, took off her clothes, and tossed them outside.

Though a single pane of glass was not protecting her in any real way, she felt a little more at ease.

Through the glass, she could see the man turning on the shower above the bathtub.

Gayeon also turned on the shower.

As hot water poured over her body, chilled through and through, she finally felt her rigid body beginning to loosen.

She had kept her eyes closed throughout the flight, but she had not been able to fall asleep.

Because the man sitting beside her had truly not taken his eyes off her for even a moment.

The instant she thought of that gaze, a shiver ran down her spine.

“Ha……”

Kiril’s gaze had been strange and heated the whole time.

He was similar to Lloyd.

He was someone who might kill her if things turned against her.

But why was it that, unlike with Lloyd, she did not feel frightened or terrified?

Contrary to her original plan, she found herself wanting to stay under the hot water just a little longer, and before she realized it, quite a bit of time seemed to have passed.

When Gayeon turned off the shower, the silence of the bathroom, where the sound of running water had already ceased, was waiting for her.

She quickly pulled on the thick sleepwear she had draped over the top of the booth and stepped outside.

Perhaps it was because she had been exposed to the hot water for too long.

Suddenly, her vision spun, and strength left her legs.

She sank down where she was.

The moment she sat on the floor where she had just been showering, dampness quickly seeped beneath her.

“Are you dizzy?”

Gayeon closed her eyes for a moment in her dizziness.

A long shadow fell before her.

She could smell the man who had just finished showering.

The scent of shower cologne and the scent of a male body mixed together into a strangely dangerous fragrance.

With her eyes closed, her sense of smell responded even more keenly.

Feeling as though she would collapse to the side if she opened her eyes, Gayeon instead shifted her hips back a little.

“I’m fine.”

She rubbed at her eyes with the back of her hand and was just about to stand.

When she bent her upper body slightly forward, something soft brushed against her face.

“Ah……”

When she closed her eyes and then immediately opened them again, all she could see was dim light.

Her nose was filled entirely with the man’s scent.

The tip of the flesh slipped between her parted lips.

“Even if you s*ck it, it won’t get hard.”

As he gently brushed Gayeon’s wet hair back, he spoke.

Only then did she realize that what had slipped into her open mouth was the man’s s*x.

The moment she opened her mouth wide in shock, the soft flesh pushed in farther, stirring through her mouth and, in the instant of her confusion, filling it completely without a gap.

Kiril’s hand was holding her head.

When she barely managed to lift only her gaze upward, she met the man’s eyes, which held no heat whatsoever.

Even with someone holding his s*x in her mouth, his gaze was not aroused at all, but rather cold.

“Even if you s*ck it like that, it won’t harden, so I can’t even force myself on you. Did you want to confirm that?”

A self-mocking smile hung at the corners of the man’s mouth.

Because of the flesh filling her mouth, Gayeon could not say a single word.

When she bit down on the outer skin with the edge of her teeth, he let out a short groan.

“Or did you want to somehow push this soft piece of flesh down below and have it inside you?”

Holding his s*x in her mouth had been an unavoidable mistake, but the one refusing to let her go was Kiril.

The scent of the male body she had noticed spread through her mouth.

It blocked her airway and imprinted his own scent deep inside that private place.

“Since it’s already in your mouth, try making it hard. If my d*ck gets hard, my father would probably grant just about anything.”

With her head pinned in place, unable to move and unable to speak because of what filled her mouth, Gayeon could only beat at his thigh with her hand.

Just as he had said, there was no response at all below.

More than relief, what bothered her was Kiril’s empty gaze.

His hand left her head.

At last, when she managed to force the flesh out of her mouth, sticky saliva clung to his p*nis, and her mouth and it were connected by long silver strands.

With the hand that had been holding her head, he stirred through the saliva stretched like a spiderweb several times.

“He says I should draw the s*men out from deep at the root with a syringe and put it into some pr*stitute’s c*nt so she can bear a child.”

Speaking cynically, he did not wash below but took down a towel from the shelf.

He carefully dried the moisture from Gayeon’s hair.

Then he even wiped away the drops still clinging to her neck and helped her to her feet.