CHAPTER 47

On the nightstand were her bra and panties, and her c*m-soaked T-shirt and pants. All traces of the thick, whitish slime were completely gone, leaving them clean and smelling faintly fragrant.

Last night, she watched him throw a bunch of clothes into the washing machine, and it looked like he’d laid out the dried clothes while she was asleep.

Slipping her legs through her panties and turning away from Taegyeom, she removed the shirt he had put on her. The plain white short-sleeved shirt was undoubtedly Taegyeom’s.

He must have put it on her while she was still unconscious and asleep after the furious lovemaking that had begun in the kitchen, ended on the living room couch, and continued into the bedroom. She glanced down at her clean body.

Recalling the messy aftermath of their passionate s*x from the previous night, she felt her cheeks flush with an embarrassment that was too difficult to put into words. While she had no intention of rekindling the flame in her belly, the memory of how meticulously Taegyeom had spread and cleaned her body, flooded her mind, causing a wave of shame to wash over her face.

Her belly and p*ssy, between her a$s cheeks, br*asts, and her face, which he had obsessively smeared with his c*m and left soaked. There was not a trace of dried c*m anywhere. It was insane, really.

Shaking her head to clear her mind, she tried to brush away her distracting thoughts. What had happened had happened, and the shame of reliving it was her own. She threw on her clothes quickly and turned around.

“I’m leaving.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed with his back against the headboard, he silently watched her as she prepared to leave the annex. A moment of silence passed, and then he suddenly spoke.

“Kiss me before you go.”

She wondered if he was teasing her again, remembering the clumsy kiss from earlier, and the corners of his mouth quirked up in a smile as he cupped her cheek with his large hand.

A fire ignited within her chest. The desire to surrender to him completely was overwhelming, but it was obvious that time was pressing on like an unrelenting flame. Thinking of getting it over with quickly, Leeseo leaned in calmly.

Kwon Taegyeom removed his hand from her cheek and held it out to her naturally. Leeseo sucked in a breath and steadied herself by placing her hands on his firm thighs. Then she pressed her lips to his smooth cheek and pulled away.

*Peck.* He made a sound like he was barely holding back a laugh, and his eyebrows twisted in a playful manner. If that’s the case, it would be better to laugh outright. At least he was consistent in his bad temper.

She tilted her head back, then the muscles beneath her palm shifted, and she felt the tension as he did so. Unconsciously, her gaze dropped downward.

The bulge in his training pants captured her attention.

“Not here, down there.”

Taegyeom used his nails to scratch the area where she had kissed, gesturing towards his lower regions with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Apparently, he felt no shame about his own ar*usal, which was clearly evident and bulging obscenely.

Gazing into his eyes with a playful smile, Leeseo lowered herself to the edge of the bed. She reached out her hand and pulled down the front of his training pants. His massive, er*ect m*mber sprang out as if propelled by a spring.

She grasped his sh*ft and delicately rubbed her fingertips over the gl*ns, which was now transparently w*t with pre-c*m. The gaping gl*ns hole gaped greedily, begging to be touched.

The memory of the s*men shooting out from that spot and splashing all over her body played vividly in her mind. It seemed like she was reliving the same scene; she could clearly see Taegyeom’s taut lower abdomen rising and falling with ragged breaths.

Feeling her own breath quickening, she leaned down and kissed the tip of his gl*ns, the raw scent of his body lingering in her nostrils and tingled her lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked the fishy flavor into her mouth, lifting her head.

Kwon Taegyeom stared at Leeseo with an unfamiliar expression on his face. His arrogant, mocking demeanor seemed to have faded, leaving only a subtle trace on his slightly curved lips.

“Go on….”

His eyebrows rose nervously in an unpleasant irritation, partly amused, partly angry, and he couldn’t understand himself taking a strange satisfaction in it.

“I’ll come back tonight.”

Kwon Taegyeom’s expression softened slightly at her words. However, he still let out a short sigh with a hint of annoyance on his face. He reached behind and massaged his neck, leaning his head against the headboard. His bulging Adam’s apple moved vigorously up and down.

He’s completely toying with me.

Amidst the disapproving tone, as if sighing softly, Leeseo left the bedroom. The dawn illuminating the annex was a cold, bluish hue.

***

While brushing her bangs aside, she stood before the vanity and frowned lightly. Despite her efforts to avoid the fl*id, her eye makeup had smudged slightly. As she delicately wiped away the smeared makeup with a cotton swab soaked in cleansing cream, she felt a hand sneak up on her waist.

“Do you want me to stay a little longer?”

“No. No. It’s too late.”

The hand that had been pushed away persisted, tracing a path. It pushed through the front of her robe, cupped her br*asts, and then, impatiently, ripped the robe open to the sides.

As her chest was clearly exposed, Shin Joo-ah, looking at herself in the mirror, furrowed her brows in annoyance. But she didn’t push him away, bending her upper body to bring his head closer to her chest.

“Don’t touch my face.”

“Does that mean everything else is fine, except for kissing?”

A sly smile crept into the man’s eyes. He reached down and loosened the tug that was securing the robe. The soft fabric of the robe, with GK Group’s hotel brand embroidered in English, fell down to the floor.

GK Group’s hotel was the business Shin Joo-ah paid the most attention to. Chairman Kwon, who was over fifty, throws her nutritious sponsorships and pays her whatever color she wants. It wouldn’t be long before not only the hotel but also all the prime subsidiaries of GK Group fell into Shin Joo-ah’s hands.

“You know it’s been two months, right? I’ve been piling up a lot.”

Shin Joo-ah chuckled as she tossed the gnarled cotton balls into the trash.

“You should have relieved it somewhere else.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You know I only have eyes for you.”

There was a hint of bitterness in his voice. Shin Joo-ah looked down to see Hwang In-cheol kneeling in front of her in the chair, looking up at her.

“I feel sorry for you, that you can’t get married at your age and that you’re working in a sole proprietorship.”

“I don’t mind, as long as you’re happy.”

In-cheol spread Shin Joo-ah’s legs wider as he spoke the ridiculously romantic words, his gaze roaming between them, his eyes clouded with lust.

“I loved that time in your couple bedroom.”

Hwang In-cheol said reminiscently.

“It was so good back then. It really felt like we were a married couple, and for a moment, I felt like I was the chairman of the mansion, and I thought I was going to go crazy with excitement. You liked it, too.”

He was reminiscing about the time they’d made out at the mansion while the chairman was in the hospital. When Joo-ah remained silent and didn’t respond, In-cheol raised her eyebrows.

“You’re in bed with your old husband, but you’re getting f*cked by a younger man than him, and your p*ssy is quivering and you’re taking my d*ck like it’s nothing, right?”

Compared to her husband, he was fourteen years younger, but Incheol, who spoke so rudely, was already well over fifty. Shin Joo-ah looked down at In-cheol, who had gained weight from the youthful days when they first met, and then shifted her gaze to look at her own face in the mirror.

“Stop saying that. I felt my heart tighten at the thought of anyone hearing.”

“But you used to scream so loudly during s*x.”

“You’re the one who makes so much noise when we’re having s*x.”

“That’s because you make me feel so good. Anyway, I’d like to do it again there soon, and now that the chairman’s health has improved, shall we send him on a business trip?”

“Are you crazy?”

Shin Joo-ah gritted her teeth as she pulled away from Incheol, her eyes wide open.

“It’s still too risky. Do you have any idea how anxious I am watching him go to work every day? If someone told him to go on a business trip, he would jump at it without even considering his health, all because of his pride. Don’t even mention the idea of going on a business trip.”

“You seem terribly worried that something might go wrong. Even if he dies, he’s still your husband. Just a moment ago, you’ve been lying under me and taking my c*ck with excitement, now you’re sulking?”

Hwang In-cheol, whose head was pushed back by Shin Joo-ah, narrowed his eyes questioningly. Like a pot boiling over and then cooling down, his er*ect p*nis lost its strength and his bald head sank to the floor.

Staring down at the shriveled p*nis with dazed eyes, Joo-ah said.

“You’re the father of the child I gave birth to in pain. It’s not time yet, at least until Jin-gyeom joins the company. No, at least until he graduates from college……. Until then, he has to live, whether I’m killed or eaten.”

That’s right. Chairman Kwon must not die yet. He had to stay alive no matter what until he fully transferred the management rights to Jingyeom.