Although she was confused by the sudden surge of intense desire – it reminded her that she too had such needs – she knew that she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight unless she found a way to quell the heat coursing through her body.

Slowly, Soo-min sat down on the edge of the tub and spread her legs. Then, with careful movements, she gently pushed her fingers into a part of herself that had remained untouched for years.

“Ah… it hurts…”

It did hurt.

Her body, untouched even by m*sturbation, felt as if it were still that of a virgin.

Squelch, squelch.

Every time her fingers moved, a wet sound filled the air.

“Nngh…”

Soo-min cupped her firm, swollen br*ast with one hand and shifted her thighs. A hot breath escaped her lips.

In her mind, Soo-min imagined a man’s body and how she would make love to him.

Surprisingly, there was only one man she had really known that way. Or rather two.

She wasn’t sure if she was thinking of Junhwan or Yuhyeon, but their bodies were the same.

A solid physique, sculpted abs that looked breathtakingly perfect – it was probably Yuhyeon she was imagining.

Intense desire surged through her, and at the same time, a soft moan escaped between her lips.

“Ah…”

Her body burned with heat.

Why did this happen? The depth of her desire and thirst only increased.

Each time she couldn’t help but writhe, her thighs instinctively clenching together.

Soo-min bit her lip hard and carefully pushed her fingers deeper into her p*ssy.

She felt like she was going crazy.

No matter how deep she pushed, she couldn’t get as far as a man’s p*nis.

A thick, hard, heated sh*ft.

When it filled her, this burning heat would surely disappear.

She had thought she had forgotten – but no. Her body still remembered what it was like to know a man.

Soo-min squeezed her thighs together and leaned against the wall, moving her fingers.

“Haa… haa…”

She gasped for breath, overwhelmed and unsure what to do with herself.

Somehow, the thudding noise from the ceiling began again.

Amidst the women’s voices, she almost imagined she could hear Yuhyeon’s voice as well.

With a desperate look on her face, Soo-min bit her lip.

***

The women, dressed in Yuhyeon’s favourite outfits, jumped into place.

Yuhyeon watched them from a distance before raising his hand.

“That’s enough.”

“Are you really going to pay us just for jumping?”

“Yes.”

The women looked at Yuhyeon with disappointment in their eyes, but he just waved his hand dismissively, as if he had no further interest.

With that, his personal secretary escorted them out.

After sending the women away, the secretary approached with a puzzled expression.

“I don’t understand why you’re doing this on purpose. It’s bound to cause misunderstandings.”

“That’s exactly the point.”

“You can’t hide your true self forever. Eventually she’ll realise you’re the same person.

“I’m a dead man, she’ll never think it’s me.”

“…….”

“How much time do they have?”

“I heard the bank gave them a two-week extension. It buys them some time, but if they still can’t repay the loan, they’ll be forced to turn to private lenders.”

“If they go to loan sharks, it will only work in my favour.”

“Should I go ahead with the preparations?”

“Do it.”

Yuhyeon had been running towards a single goal.

Even in the face of disaster, when he was about to be consumed by the flames, he held on to the belief that the woman he loved would return.

But she never appeared – not even when the whole place was reduced to ashes.

She didn’t send a single message, nor did she show up for his funeral.

Yuhyeon’s gaze darkened, glittering with danger. There was no love left in his eyes – just a man filled with vengeance for the betrayal of the woman he once loved.

‘You will be confused, Han Soo-min. I’ll make you suffer a pain far worse than what I endured. Just wait.’

Everything went exactly as Yuhyeon had planned. Slowly, he tightened the noose around the woman he wanted to take revenge on, making sure that in the end he would get exactly what he wanted.

A new life, regained after experiencing death once.

He vowed to become a demon.

He would take everything from her, crush her without mercy and finally lock her in his cage, forcing her to live a life of regret.

He had waited five years for this day.

To take his revenge, he sold his soul to the devil. He made a deal with Vladimir Vasiliev, a powerful Russian businessman.

At that time, Vladimir’s son was studying in Korea and staying in a villa in the mountains – the very same villa that was destroyed by the fire.

As the raging fire engulfed the sturdily built villa, Yuhyeon happened to be passing by and rescued Vladimir’s son.

Despite suffering severe burns all over his body, he made a full recovery after several operations.

When Vladimir heard about the accident, he came to meet the man who had saved his son.

“You saved my son’s life, so I will grant you one wish. Tell me what you want.”

“Han Soo-min.”

“I don’t understand why you choose a woman over wealth or power.”

“Money is secondary.”

“Ah, betrayal, is it? You must have loved her very much. Very well, since I owe you a great debt, I will offer you a fair deal. Become my son, and I will entrust you with the management of my company for five years. Prove yourself through your skills, and in return you will gain wealth, honour and power.”

For Yuhyeon, who had only known his father as a gangster who ended up in prison for murder, Vladimir was a saviour.

Afterwards, Yuhyeon became Vladimir’s adopted son and left for Russia. Acting as Vladimir’s secret weapon, he travelled to various countries, securing major investment opportunities and expanding the business.

Although he started with nothing, his keen intellect and natural business acumen eventually led him to amass wealth, honour and power.

“I will give you 10% of the profits from your successes.”

That was a huge profit margin. Yuhyeon, who had skilfully invested the capital of a financial giant and succeeded every time, amassed 1 trillion won in just five years.

He was rich enough to take over a large Korean conglomerate if he wanted to.

‘But money was never my goal.’

Yuhyeon opened his phone and stared at a picture of Soo-min.

A wave of anger boiled inside him.

Yuhyeon’s gaze shifted to Soo-min’s artwork in the living room. Without hesitation, he walked over and grabbed the flower stems violently.

Thud!

The basket crashed to the floor, scattering the flower buds.

Without a second thought, Yuhyeon crushed the flowers under his shoe. As the red petals were crushed under his foot, their juices seeped out, staining the floor like spilled blood.

‘Soon your neck will be broken like this.’

A twisted smile crept across Yuhyeon’s lips.

***

As soon as she arrived at work, another VIP complaint came in.

“Again?”

“Yes, I think it might just be a bad habit at the moment. Or maybe… could it be that he’s interested in you, manager?”

“I’m married. He couldn’t possibly be interested.”

She had never bothered to tell her colleagues that she was already divorced.

“Well, that’s true…”

“What flowers came today?”

“Lisianthus, dahlias, roses, mini gerberas and for fillers I think pink globe amaranths and chrysanthemums would be nice.”

“A vase would be better than a basket.”

“I’ll prepare the vase.”

Soo-min carefully arranged the flowers, holding them one by one to form a bouquet before placing them in the vase.

Since VIP clients had their own escorts, Soo-min carried the vase into the suite herself.

Sensing someone inside, she knocked on the door. A voice from inside told her to come in.

The moment she opened the door, her shoulders stiffened.

“Excuse me. I’m here to replace the flowers regarding the complaint.”

The room was deathly silent, but determined not to repeat her past mistake, Soo-min kept her eyes down as she walked forward.

As she entered the living room, she saw the flower basket strewn all over the floor.

‘What on earth happened to make the flowers end up like this?’

At that moment, she felt someone behind her and quickly turned around.

Soo-min instinctively took a step back in shock.

Yuhyeon was leaning against the door, watching her. He was wearing nothing but a loosely draped bathrobe that barely covered his n*ked body.

“I rolled around a lot in the living room, that’s why the flowers ended up like that.”

‘So he really had s*x with those women? And with two of them…’

Yuhyeon’s promiscuity was completely foreign to Soo-min.

Although their faces were identical to Junhwan’s, almost like twins, their personalities were completely different.

“Looks like I’ll be getting more complaints like that in the future.”

“Yes, so you’ll be visiting quite often.”

“Even though they’re just plants, flowers are still living things. If you’d been a little more careful, they wouldn’t have been crushed like this.”

A faint smile twisted at the corner of Yuhyeon’s lips, carrying a hint of mockery.

“Looks like you’re the type who can pay attention to your surroundings even during s*x, Soo-min.”

“O-Of course I can!”

Yuhyeon took a step closer with a subtle smile, but his presence was intimidating to Soo-min.

Was it because he had spent the night making love?

A deep, masculine scent emanated from him, thick and overpowering.

The raw, predatory aura he exuded made Soo-min instinctively tense, her body stiffening.

“I’m not like other men. When I have s*x, I don’t stop until I’ve buried myself deep and moved my hips as much as I need to feel completely satisfied.”

Yuhyeon slowly ran his tongue over the back of Soo-min’s hand and a strange feeling crept over her.

Even more disturbing was the way a dark, insidious desire slowly rose from deep inside her.

“I understand that well enough, but… ah!”

In the blink of an eye, Yuhyeon closed the distance between them and pressed their bodies together.

Soo-min’s eyes widened in shock and her heart pounded wildly, almost out of control.

Yuhyeon tilted her head slightly.

“You’re terrible at adapting to your client’s mood.”

“That… I’ll try harder.”