DFY Ch 17

“Hello, Team Leader. This is Wang Sodam.”

Sodam tried to sound casual as she answered the phone. A sigh came through the receiver. She could feel Yoon Junwoo’s simmering rage all the way from his end.

“What is it? Why are you calling me on the weekend…?”

—I need to talk to you about something urgent. Please come to my house.

“Your house, Team Leader?”

Sodam frowned deeply. Asking her to come to his house meant this wasn’t work-related. Was he going to bring up the “virgin man” thing again and demand she take responsibility?

—Yes. The sooner you get here, the better.

“I’m sorry, but whatever it is, I’d prefer to discuss it over the phone.”

Sodam drew a line. They might have undressed and rolled around in bed together, but that didn’t give him the right to summon her to his house.

—It’s not something I can discuss over the phone.

The seriousness in Junwoo’s voice sent a chill down her spine.

“Then could we meet at a nearby coffee shop?”

—I’m not in a position to go out.

“…What’s the matter?”

—I told you, it’s not something I can discuss over the phone.

“Still, I’m not comfortable going to your house, Team Leader.”

Sodam firmly held her ground. She’d made a mistake with Junwoo while drunk, and while he claimed to like her, she’d already rejected him. She didn’t want to give him any false hope in their ambiguous situation.

After a brief silence, Junwoo played his trump card.

—Come to my house if you don’t want this to turn into a legal battle.

Sodam was speechless. A legal battle?! This sneaky team leader! Was he threatening to sue her for grabbing his crotch? She was already mortified enough to die; she couldn’t handle another gram of embarrassment. No, if the fact that she’d manhandled her boss’s penis became public, it wouldn’t be a gram of embarrassment, it would be a ton.

“I-I’ll go…”

—You remember where I live, right?

“I was drunk that day, so…”

—Text me your address. I’ll send a taxi. Be outside in 30 minutes.

“…Okay.”

Sodam hung up, dumbfounded. 30 minutes! She’d been holed up in her room like a hikikomori all weekend, and her hair was a greasy mess. Even if she wasn’t trying to impress Junwoo, she needed to shower. She went into the living room, glanced at her mother, and slipped into the bathroom. She prayed to a god she didn’t believe in, hoping Junwoo wouldn’t actually sue her.

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After quickly getting ready, Sodam rode the taxi to Yoon Junwoo’s house, the phrase “legal battle” echoing in her mind. It was late summer, still clinging to the warmth of the season, but a chill ran down her spine. Why was he threatening a lawsuit and summoning her to his house? Surely he wasn’t planning anything sinister? No, that couldn’t be it. No matter how much of a slacker and freeloader Yoon Junwoo was, he wouldn’t do anything untoward to a subordinate in his own home.

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t Yoon Junwoo who had done anything untoward, but Sodam herself. And she wasn’t the type to just stand there if he tried anything weird. She’d just kick him in the groin. But could she overpower him? He was well over 6’3″. She should have brought a knife… No, what if carrying a weapon made the legal battle even worse?

Lost in a whirlwind of what-ifs, Sodam was startled when the taxi arrived at the Hannam-dong “Village.” Steeling herself, she went through security and rang Junwoo’s doorbell. Ding-dong. Ding-dong, ding-dong! He had the nerve to make her wait after summoning her like this. Finally, after the third ring, the door opened, and Junwoo appeared.

“Hello…!”

Sodam gasped. As she bowed to greet him, her eyes fell to his lower half. Even through his loose slacks, she could see the unmistakable bulge of his… well, his erect penis.

“Come in.”

Sodam considered turning and fleeing. But Junwoo was quicker, closing the door and ushering her inside. Her heart pounded. A man who calls his subordinate to his house with an erection… this was beyond inappropriate. The sight of Junwoo’s prominent arousal filled her with fear. What was he planning? Was something bad about to happen?

At the same time, the blatant outline of his penis, straining against his pants, was burned into her mind. She’d wondered if she’d overestimated his size because of the alcohol that night, but seeing it again, it was truly impressive. Maybe she had underestimated it. No wonder it wouldn’t go in… No, wait. Maybe it looked normal underneath. Oh, this penis obsession! She should be terrified, and yet…

Sodam shook her head, trying to regain her composure. She was pathetic, losing her mind in front of Junwoo, or more accurately, in front of his penis.

“Sit there.”

Junwoo gestured to the sofa. Sodam sat down, trying her best to ignore his lower half.

“Why did you… call me…?”

Sodam swallowed hard. The words “legal battle” circled in her head again.

Junwoo sat down on the sofa, confident and seemingly unconcerned about his conspicuous erection. He didn’t offer her any tea, launching straight into the matter.

“As you can see, there’s a problem.”

“What… problem…?”

She had an inkling, but she couldn’t quite believe it. Unable to look directly at her boss’s crotch, Sodam turned her head slightly to the side.

“Don’t play coy. Surely you’re not going to pretend you can’t see this?”

Junwoo grasped his… member, glaring at Sodam as if he would devour her.

“W-why are you showing me that…!”

“You asked to see it back then.”

“That was… because I was drunk…”

“Now, look at it sober. See what you’ve done!”

Sodam was so taken aback by Junwoo blaming her that she instinctively stared. The sight of his throbbing erection sent shivers down her spine, making her shoulders tremble involuntarily.

“What are you doing in front of your subordinate? Is this why you called me here?”

Sodam raised her voice. It was outrageous for him to have an erection and then complain about it being broken.

But Junwoo’s next words left Sodam speechless.

“This hasn’t gone down since that night with you.”

“Huh…?”

Sodam’s lips parted. He meant he’d been walking around like this all day? Impossible. He’d come to work just fine yesterday. Well, he did come in late…

“Maybe because we only rubbed against each other and didn’t actually… you know… it hasn’t gone down.”

“…Don’t lie. Do I look that gullible? You came to work just fine on Friday.”

“I wasn’t fine.”

“If you were like that, I… I mean, people would have noticed!”

“Do you know how many times I had to masturbate before coming to work?”

“Why would I know that?!”

“I have to ejaculate ten times for it to go down.”

“…”

Sodam’s jaw dropped. Some people couldn’t get it up once, and others had to do it ten times and it still looked like that? Life was so unfair.

“So, I need you to do something about this.”

“You should go to the hospital. What do you expect me to do?”

“What do you think the reporters would say if they found out Yoon Taepyeong, the Vice Chairman of PK Group’s youngest son, had to go to the hospital because his dick wouldn’t go down?”

“How would they even find out?”

“How do I know the doctors and nurses won’t gossip?”

“You have enough power. Just threaten them!”

“You want me to abuse my power over my dick?”

Well, judging by its size, it was powerful enough to abuse.

“That’s not what I…”

Sodam was flustered. He’d threatened her with a lawsuit, and this was the reason he’d dragged her all the way here? She hadn’t seen that coming.