***
Yuhyeon led Ivan down to the basement.
“Wow, you even have a wine room down here. Seriously, you’re such a drinker.”
“I can’t leave without wine.”
The wine could be taken right out of the wine fridge and enjoyed. Yuhyeon casually brought out cheese and nuts to go with the wine.
“Isn’t wine unnecessary now? You have them.”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself.”
“Why? You’re happy, aren’t you? Though you seem to avoid showing it.”
“It’s just an illusion.”
“Are you unhappy then?”
“No.”
“Hmm, perhaps you feel triumphant because your revenge is complete? Wait, no-it’s not over yet, is it? Your wife doesn’t know your true identity. Isn’t that right?”
“…….”
Yuhyeon drank the wine as if it were water.
“How long do you think you can keep this secret from your wife?”
“She will find out soon enough. I can’t do anything about it anymore.”
“Why?”
“Byeon Yedo is moving the hospitals. It seems to be on the orders of the chairman.”
“What? No way!”
“It is definitely the chairman.”
Today, he received a call from a nurse he had placed in the hospital. It was strange that they were suddenly moving hospitals, but if Vladimir’s influence was involved, even a corpse in a coffin would rise.
“Well, using that drug would definitely reach Father’s ears.”
“Looks like there’s another person who wants my revenge to end quickly.”
Yuhyeon chuckled weakly. Unexpected obstacles blocked his way, but he wasn’t afraid.
“Would Father do this for no reason? He’s probably just doing it because he cares about you.”
“Do you really not know your father?”
“Well… I don’t have much to say. Honestly, it’s not because he’s my father, but he has his own ambitions. Especially when it comes to someone as talented as you, who is valuable for the company, he wouldn’t want to let you go.”
“The contract I have with the chairman is for five years. Still, out of respect for our connection, I intend to hand things over to you properly when the time comes.”
“But I need you too, brother.”
“Ivan.”
Yuhyeon spoke with a heavy tone. When he looked at Ivan intensely, Ivan jumped.
“Ah, I understand. I can’t be greedy with the person who saved my life. But Father might be different.”
“I’ll take care of that. Your only job is to deliver messages to the chairman.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll always be on your side, brother.”
“Drink.”
Yuhyeon clinked glasses with Ivan.
‘Vladimir… I repaid your kindness in full, with money.’
No matter what, Yuhyeon wouldn’t let anything threaten Soo-min.
As their wine glasses were exchanged, one bottle became two. After finishing the last glass, Yuhyeon went upstairs.
Soo-min was still awake.
“You’re back?”
“I have to sleep here tonight.”
“Pardon?”
Although they had slept in separate rooms the last two nights, Yuhyeon couldn’t afford to let his guard down, even in his sleep.
Today he had felt the full weight of Vladimir’s ambition. Vladimir was a dangerous man. With roots in the Russian mafia, caution was required.
Of course, Yuhyeon didn’t believe that Vladimir would harm him directly, but if there was even the slightest chance that Soo-min could be put in danger, it would be a disaster.
“With Ivan around, our performance as a happy couple is needed at home as well.”
“Ah, I see.”
Yuhyeon looked at the bed.
“Maybe I should have bought a double bed instead.”
“It might be uncomfortable. Then…”
Soo-min took a blanket from the dressing room and put it next to the bed.
“You can use the bed, Yuhyeon. I can sleep on a mat.”
“The bed is spacious though.”
“Even so…”
Yuhyeon suddenly scooped Soo-min into her arms and laid her down on the bed. Her startled expression was adorable. He slipped his fingers between her legs.
“You’ll pass out after s*x anyway, without knowing anything.”
“……Ah…”
“Are you embarrassed?”
“Ah, n-no.”
When Soo-min squeezed her thighs together, a tight heat immediately gathered in his lower abdomen.
‘I want to taste her. Right now.’
Yuhyeon was overwhelmed by the urge – he felt like he would go crazy if he didn’t have her right now.
Watching her shyly avert her eyes, her lower body growing damp, made his *rousal throb.
There was no need to hesitate.
They were husband and wife.
Now that he was no longer Junhwan, but Yuhyeon, he could ask her for s*x whenever he wanted.
This thought made him feel a twinge of irritation.
He couldn’t understand why he kept delaying the completion of his revenge.
He had been in so much pain, had suffered so much – and yet… was he really worried about how she might react?
‘What a pathetic bastard.’
Yuhyeon cursed himself.
Look straight ahead. Look who this woman is getting excited about… Beom Yuhyeon.
Yes. The man she was looking at was Beom Yuhyeon.
Not Ji Junhwan, but Beom Yuhyeon.
A small smile appeared on Yuhyeon’s lips.
And as if his earlier hesitation had been a lie, he undressed her and began to kiss her.
“Mmph-“
Her little tongue twisting with his only fueled Yuhyeon’s desire. The soft moans that slowly escaped her lips were music to his ears.
While sucking on her lips, Yuhyeon cupped Soo-min’s br*asts and gently massaged them in slow, circular motions. Her body twisted sensually in response. He took her peach-like, beautifully swollen n*pple into his mouth and teased it with his tongue.
“Mm… ah… ah… uh…”
She responded instantly to his touch. And every time she did, sparks flickered in Yuhyeon’s eyes.
He was the one who aroused her – but it irritated him.
The more he had s*x with her, the dirtier he felt.
And yet he couldn’t stop obsessing over her body.
‘Give her what she wants, Beom Yuhyeon.’
Yuhyeon bit down on his lip, unleashing every technique he had spent years perfecting. Each time she trembled under his touch, overwhelmed by waves of pleasure.
He found himself wanting to seduce her completely, to make her body respond only to him.
He gently cupped her slender ankles, his lips trailing down her skin from her ankles to her calves, each kiss fueling his growing desire.
The sight of her n*ked body stirred something deep inside him.
His tongue traced a path along her inner thighs, and when he reached her most sensitive spot, her body jerked as if by reflex.
He explored her slowly, attentively, letting his hands and mouth lead her to deeper pleasure. Her legs tightened around him, and the sound of her moans, raw and unfiltered, echoed in his ears – both beautiful and maddening.
Yuhyeon moved his tongue deeper, exploring her with deliberate intensity. The sudden, skilled motion made her jerk, her hips reacting instinctively to the overwhelming sensation.
A tingling pulse spread through her abdomen and a soft moan escaped her lips.
As his movements grew more fervent, her breathing became uneven, each gasp revealing how deeply she was affected. The sounds of w*tness filled the room, a mixture of her desire and the heat between them.
Overwhelmed, Soomin reached out and grabbed Yuhyeon’s shoulder, unable to stand the rising tension on her own.
“Ah… Mr. Yuhyeon… ah…”
“Shall I?”
He asked, though his hands moved faster than his words.
When he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her closer, she responded willingly, pressing her body against his.
Her skin quivered where it met his, and their legs parted instinctively. A satisfied smile formed on Yuhyeon’s lips.
He could no longer hold back his desire. With a deep, heated movement, he entered her. Soo-min’s head tilted back in response.
His movements were firm and deliberate, each thrust going deeper as if he wanted to claim every part of her. Her breathy moans filled the room, melding with the rhythm of their joined bodies.
Her voice took on a soft, feline tone. As he continued to press into that sensitive spot, it felt like she was right on the edge. Yes, that expression.
At that moment, it didn’t matter who he was. This woman belonged to him.
Not to Ji Junhwan, not to Beom Yuhyeon – just to him.
A fierce mixture of possessiveness, longing, and love tangled within me, blurring the lines between affection and resentment. The heat of it all seemed to pierce through to her heart.
Yuhyeon intertwined her fingers with Soo-min’s and their eyes locked. Her gaze shimmered with tears – not of pain, but of overwhelming joy. To him, they were simply beautiful.
Yuhyeon gently licked the tears that had formed at the corners of Soo-min’s eyes with the tip of his warm tongue. Carefully – so very carefully – he stroked along her eyes.
***
When morning came, her eyes slowly fluttered open.
‘I woke up first. Somehow I’m getting used to the hand wrapped around my waist.’
It had been three days since then – three days of sharing the same bed and waking up together.
Soo-min’s heart fluttered like a woman discovering love for the first time.
‘It feels so good..’
A small smile spread across her lips.
It was a holiday, so she had every right to be lazy – but instead, she turned her head to watch him sleep a little longer.