MIS 9

She should refuse.

But was it because she was addicted to the pleasure he had taught her?

Even though she knew she should push him away, Seo-hee wanted to be held in his arms, knowing that one day she would have to let him go.

She hated the obvious stares of other men. She had always rejected men who showed interest in her without hesitation.

But why did she crumble so easily in front of this man?

“Seo-hee.”

It was unfair of him to call her so lovingly in his hoarse voice.

Seo-hee blushed. As she did, Tae-jun’s cold expression softened. He was undeniably attractive with a slight smile.

“Hmm.“

Tae-jun moved closer to her.

Whether intentionally or not, his lower body pressed firmly against Seo-hee’s stomach.

His eyes seemed to have already lost their reason. Her body heated up in response to his burning gaze.

Tae-jun sucked deep on Seo-hee’s lips and laid her down on the sofa.

His big hand reached behind her waist, unzipped her skirt and pulled it down. His rough touch pulled her underwear down with it.

Seo-hee faced him, her face flushed.

Her heart pounded as she met his predatory gaze. Tae-jun pinned Seo-hee between his strong thighs. He then brushed a smudge of lipstick from her lips with his fingers and let out a hot breath.

When he saw her looking up at him with hazy eyes, her shirt unbuttoned, he frowned and felt a tightness in his lower body.

“You’re so tempting right now.”

His voice was full of excitement.

Tae-jun leaned over Seo-hee, his body melting onto hers. He nibbled gently at her earlobe. Goosebumps broke out on Seo-hee’s arms every time he licked her ear and exhaled hot breath against her skin.

Every hair on her body reacted to his touch, sending shivers down her spine.

His wet lips pressed against her neck, then pulled away. He showered her with kisses, then nipped at her skin with his sharp teeth.

He was like a huge beast biting at the neck of its prey. It was as if he couldn’t control his growing excitement and strength.

“Ah, that hurts.”

Seo-hee whimpered and squirmed as he gently pressed down on her arms.

“Shh, be a good girl.”

He spoke in a soothing tone. He held her arms tightly and ran his lips down her neck.

Seo-hee felt a strange sensation as she watched him trapping her, preventing her escape and devouring her like a hungry beast.

Her mind screamed at her to run, but her body refused to obey.

“You’re quitting?”

His voice was laced with mockery.

“Seo-hee, did you think I would let you go?”

Seo-hee bit her lip.

She couldn’t answer, overwhelmed by his dominating aura.

“I go crazy when I’m with you. How can I let you go?”

His hot lips moved lower. He traced her collarbone with his tongue, leaving a wet trail.

And then lower still.

Tae-jun cupped her breasts, his face buried in her soft flesh. His sharp nose rubbed against her skin.

He inhaled her scent deeply and took her hardened nipple into his mouth.

Seo-hee’s breath hitched with each suck, his lips enveloping her sensitive flesh.

“S-Stop.”

Seo-hee looked down at her body with misty eyes.

She sighed when she saw the red marks he had left.

He sucked gently on her sensitive skin, then his lips moved lower. At the same time, moans escaped Seo-hee’s lips.

Her moans intensified as he gripped her hips tightly and his lips approached her most intimate area.

“Ahh...”

“Why are you so sweet?”

The sensitive flesh between Tae-jun’s lips was incredibly stimulating. Overwhelmed with pleasure, Seo-hee involuntarily pushed him away.

A ticklish sensation in her lower abdomen made her squeeze her eyes shut.

He positioned himself between her legs. Her stiff hips parted, unused muscles aching, but the pleasure concentrated in one place left no room for pain.

Her body was hot and wet from his previous ministrations. Tae-jun devoured her, sucking her juices as if drinking the sweet nectar of a fruit.

With each gulp, his prominent Adam’s apple kept bobbing.

She felt like she was losing her mind to the playful movements of his lips. He controlled her pleasure as if he were playing an instrument.

Seo-hee grabbed Tae-jun’s hair and writhed. As pleasure washed over her, she twisted her body and gripped the leather of the sofa with both hands.

“Haa…“

Seo-hee collapsed onto the sofa. Her body was drained of all strength.

She was barely able to catch her breath when she heard a clattering sound.

“We haven’t even started yet.”

He slowly approached her and placed the long belt on the table.

Her eyes involuntarily followed him. Seo-hee bit her lip. As if sensing her thoughts, Tae-jun’s eyes darkened.

Their bodies drew closer. Unconsciously, she held her breath. Her body tensed. So did the muscles of his firm abdomen and thighs.

Pleasure spread with every movement. Seo-hee found the sound of his ragged breathing in her ear pleasant.

The sound of their sweat-soaked skin slapping together echoed through the living room.

Tae-jun felt like he was going crazy from the heat enveloping his body. He felt the urge to bury himself deep inside her.

Turning slightly, he saw her bankbook in his peripheral vision.

Tae-jun scoffed in disbelief.

After meticulously collecting her salary and bonuses, all she had done was pay off her debts.

She had refused the luxury bags he had given her for her birthday. He wondered why she always carried that one particular bag, only to find out that it was a cheap one bought on the street.

“S-Slowly… It’s too much.”

“This is slow.”

Tae-jun’s movements were filled with emotion. They became rougher, reflecting his irritation.

What was the cause of this anger?

The lack of a clear answer frustrated him.

Han Seo-hee always evoked strange feelings in him.

He had often thought about getting rid of her. But the thought of not seeing her made him feel suffocated.

He didn’t care who Cha Ye-rin bullied. Even if the victim was an employee of Jeya Construction, it wasn’t important enough for him to leave a meeting.

But why did the thought of Han Seo-hee enduring abuse without complaining, radiating vulnerability, make him so angry?

He had come to see if she was really struggling. When he found her even more pathetic than he had imagined, he wanted to turn the place upside down.

Han Seo-hee was just a tool to keep Kang Yoon-woo in check, nothing more.

It was just that her presence was excessively irritating.

The pathetic way she lived. The way she tried to repay a debt from seven years ago.

The way she acted as if repaying the debt meant she was done with him and could quit.

He didn’t even need the money.

“Come here.”

Tae-jun threw off his shirt, revealing his broad chest, and lifted her into his arms.

Her breathing became uncontrollably fast.

Waves of ecstasy washed over her body. She was the one who climaxed, but he was the one who smiled in satisfaction.

Tae-jun licked the corner of her eye with his tongue.

“Managing Director…”

Seo-hee shuddered and called out to him.

“What?”

I like you.

Unable to say the words, Seo-hee swallowed them.

Her body was hot, but her mind was cold. She could push him away, but she didn’t. She chose to wade into the mud, knowing it was a quagmire.

I shouldn’t be so greedy.

Was she wrong to have feelings for him, knowing her place?

His presence was too overwhelming, and her feelings for him were always a burden.

“You seem to have time to think about other things.”

Tae-jun roared like a wild beast.

“Mmm.“

Seo-hee bit her lip as vivid sensations washed over her again. Sensing her reaction, his movements became even more intense.

* * *

Dawn broke after they had been pushed to their limits.

Seo-hee, stretched out on the bed, looked at Tae-jun sleeping next to her.

His eyebrows, as if they had been meticulously painted with a fine brush, his piercing eyes, the sharp line that ran from his forehead to the bridge of his nose – he was truly perfect.

Seo-hee reached out to touch his nose secretly. But she quickly withdrew her hand when he stirred in his sleep.

“Aren’t you going to sleep any more?”

“I have to go over the materials for the morning meeting.”

Tae-jun, desires satisfied, had an indifferent expression. Seo-hee watched him get up and put on his robe.

“Stay here. I’ll wake you up in time for work.”

“I have to go home. I have to change.”

It felt strange to be occupying her boss’s bedroom when they weren’t even lovers.

“Then I’ll call the driver.”

“It’s still early. The driver won’t be here for a while. I’ll take a taxi.”

“I’ll give you taxi fare.”

Tae-jun picked up his wallet from the table and Seo-hee’s face fell. Money received after sex was payment for services rendered. She didn’t want to accept it, so she spoke quickly.

“Don’t. It’s okay.”

“Stubborn.”

Seo-hee followed Tae-jun with a wounded look in her eyes. She had never wanted money from this relationship. Tae-jun needed a woman to discreetly satisfy his overflowing desires, and Seo-hee, who loved him, accepted him knowing this.

That was why she worked so hard to repay her debt.

So that she could love him without shame.

“Because you’re paying your debts with your body.”

His words, which had pierced her heart like daggers, suddenly came back to her and made her feel foolish.

He saw their relationship as a sponsorship. He was writing off her debt in exchange for her spending the night with him.

All she wanted was a little affection.

“I’m thirsty.”

Seo-hee mumbled. Tae-jun, who was sorting documents, looked directly at her. His dark eyes were filled with questions. He seemed to be asking if she was talking to him.

“Wait.”

After a while, Tae-jun left the room and returned with a bottle of water. He opened the cap, took a mouthful of water and then pressed his lips to hers.

“Hmm…“

Seo-hee gratefully drank the water he shared with her. Tae-jun wiped the water from her lips and his eyes swept over her naked body.

“You refuse to accept a bag, but you’re not afraid to ask for favors.”

Her heart fluttered at the renewed heat in his eyes.

“Why don’t you ask me to dress you?”

“…Please dress me.”

“What?”

Tae-jun asked with a furrowed brow.

She wondered if she had been too demanding this time. Embarrassed by her own words, Seo-hee just parted her lips.