DTL Ch 5 part 1

SeonJae was waiting for her inside his parked car. Two months had passed since he first met Lee YeonJung. That meant that two months had passed since the YoungJin wedding that had taken place during the rainy season. In no time, summer had come, and the temperatures easily reached 30°C.

He had gradually gotten accustomed to her ways. She was always absorbed in her work, but he was no different. The woman was always at her workspace in the daytime and met up with various people in the afternoons. She was always busy.

After the YoungJin wedding, word had spread throughout the higher echelons of society. The value of her name went up and only served to add more to her busy schedule.

Therefore, the only time the two of them could meet was generally late at night. SeonJae would often pick her up and drive them back to the office apartment. Once they were done having sex, he’d drop her off at her apartment, and he’d drive back to his hotel to go to sleep.

Whenever he showed up without notice, she looked flustered, but she never pushed him away. However, she didn’t pull him in either. She had never been the first one to contact him. Well, it didn’t seem like she would trespass and cause a scene on his wedding day, so SeonJae was at least grateful for that.

[Hurry up and come out before I go in there and drag you out.]

Lee YeonJung said that she had a meeting with an important friend, and SeonJae had been working in his office late into the night. When he was finished, he drove to the location she had given him.

Resting his head against the headrest, SeonJae tiredly massaged the bridge of his nose. He opened the car window and heard the buzz of a cicada. It was cooler at night, but he could still feel the heat waft into his car.

“Would you like me to give you a ride, Lee YeonJung-ssi? My manager just left to get the car.”

SeonJae turned his head towards the window. He saw Lee YeonJung exiting a luxury wine bar. When SeonJae saw a woman accompanying her out, his eyes narrowed.

YeonJung, who was wearing a sky-blue blouse, shook her head. Sign language. She began to move her hands to say something.

“Who is coming to pick you up? YeonJung-ssi, did you get a boyfriend?”

The woman with alluring, red lips placed her hand on her hip as she smiled. She was eye-catching, even without any jewels adorning her person. Everyone knew her name. She was a celebrity who had once been Miss Korea. A woman who was past her fifties but still looked like she was in her late forties. 

A woman also known as his biological mother. In her high stiletto heels, she began to walk over to the car. SeonJae’s breaths quickened, and he began to grind his teeth. He placed his hand on the door handle. It had grown damp with sweat already.

“What do you mean, ‘no’? And he still comes to pick you up this late at night? I have a good eye when it comes to men. Can you show me just this once?”

Ryu HwaYeon snickered.

His biological mother was his only weakness. She was his only weakness but also a fatal one. Living as an illegitimate son of a conglomerate was like building a sandcastle. No matter how high one built it, it would immediately crumble when a wave crashed down on it. As his biological mother, the only thing she had ever done for him was give birth to him. They told him that in exchange for giving up her child, she was given a sum of money that she would never have been able to accumulate through her work alone. His half-brothers had kindly told this to him when he was in elementary school.

‘Your biological mother is no different from a hooker. Ah, no, that’s not right. She’s a famous hooker that’s known throughout the nation because she still comes out on TV.’

‘How dirty. Living in the same house as that bastard is so annoying.’

After hearing this, he locked himself in the bathroom and clung to the toilet bowl as he threw up everything he ate that day. His mysophobia probably developed that day as well.

Beep-.

SeonJae slammed his fist down onto the center of the wheel, and a loud horn rang in the alleyways of Cheongdam-dong. Ryu HwaYeon was startled and grabbed onto the woman’s arm as she glanced at the car. The deaf woman hadn’t heard the burst of noise and looked around in confusion. SeonJae threw open the car door and got out. Then he began to walk over to them.

“……Omo, SeonJae.”

She was just about to reach into her bag for her cell phone when she froze. Her red lips called his name. He felt as if thousands of bugs were crawling on his skin. SeonJae’s face hardened.

“How do you two know each other? No, Lee YeonJung, you tell me. How do you know this woman?”

The woman merely blinked her large eyes at him and stared. Ryu HwaYeon spoke up in her stead.

“We met in our volunteering group. So… the person who was coming to pick up YeonJung-ssi was you, SeonJae?”

She spoke slowly in the way a seasoned actress would. Her pronunciation was precise and accurate as she spoke to YeonJung. The woman hesitated for a moment before nodding her head. The way she looked at Ryu HwaYeon was so warm that it was almost despicable. SeonJae had already heard the ridiculous news that Ryu HwaYeon had been elected as a goodwill ambassador for UNICEF. He had seen all the disgusting photographs she had taken with the refugees in Africa. There was no greater comedy than this.

“Aah. There is a certain air about my son whenever he frowns like that. Just as I thought. My son should have debuted as an actor.”

“Shut up. What right do you have to call me your son?”

SeonJae murmured as he glared at her. The fact that he was an illegitimate son was an open secret among the conglomerate households. If Ryu HwaYeon didn’t tell anyone that he was her son, she would be helping him. Nothing good would come from the deaf woman finding out the truth. Nobody must know his weakness. He never knew when someone might stab him from the back with that secret.

“YeonJung is a good lady, SeonJae. She seems to suit you. Although, I’m not sure how you two met.”

Ryu HwaYeon spoke as she softly placed her hand on YeonJung’s shoulder. SeonJae grit his teeth.

“I told you to shut up, Ryu HwaYeon-ssi.”

“……I don’t want you to live as your father’s puppet, SeonJae. You mustn’t approach marriage just as you would when buying something from a store.”

She was clearly mocking him. There was no doubt that Ryu HwaYeon was talking about his impending marriage to the Samil Group. Having been the mistress of the head of a conglomerate, she birthed a child and was abandoned. Now she went around creating scandals with young models. He wanted to tell her to take a good look at her own life. He wanted to spit at her. 

“I don’t think… you have the right to say something like that to me.”

He clenched his fist. He grit his teeth. Cold sweat began to form on his forehead. Do you know how much time and effort went into becoming a puppet? He wanted to shout at her. On top of that, his half-family all quietly disdained him and never treated him like their own. ‘What can a boy with dirty blood do?’, they murmured to themselves. He needed to be the best in everything, and he needed to do everything well. Until now, he had grit his teeth as he ran all the way here. And now she popped up and called him ‘her son’? 

After abandoning him, he had only seen her on TV. They only met again when he was twenty years old. She smiled just like this back then as well. As if she hadn’t been hurting all this time. She smiled brightly as she called him her son. It was nauseating.

“You were such a good baby, SeonJae. I really left peacefully so that I wouldn’t bring you any suffering. So how did you turn out so rough?”

“Let’s go.”

He couldn’t take it anymore. YeonJung stared blankly at them. He snatched her hand and walked over to the car. As she was being dragged away, YeonJung didn’t forget to nod her head goodbye to Ryu HwaYeon. 

“Next time, let’s have a meal together with YeonJung.”

The sweet voice continued to call out to them from behind. After shoving her inside the car, he slammed the door shut. The tires screeched as SeonJae quickly drove through the alleyways.

* * *

“Sit here for a bit, Lee YeonJung.”

During the whole car ride, he had remained silent and completely ignored her. Once they reached the office apartment, he opened the door and finally spit out a command. She sat down at the bar located in the open kitchen. SeonJae walked over to the cupboard and poured it into a crystal glass. After filling it up to the brim, he threw it back in one gulp.

He threw the empty glass onto the marble, creating a resounding clack. He could see the woman staring at him with wide eyes. SeonJae loosened his necktie and threw it onto the floor. 

“From now on, only answer my questions with ‘yes’ or ‘no’.”

She nodded. Her clear eyes blinked. SeonJae asked straightforwardly.

“The important friend you were talking about was Ryu HwaYeon?”

Nod. She answered in the affirmative.

“How do you know her? Did you really meet her in a volunteer group?”

Nod. She nodded again. SeonJae swallowed, but his mouth was dry. He poured himself another glass of liquor and took a gulp. He could feel the heat drench his throat and dissipate as it went down. It felt as if his body absorbed the liquor without a trace, like water in the desert.

“Since when did you know about the relationship between that woman and me?”

The woman glanced at him as she replied.

“I did…n’t know.”

His fiery eyes glared at her.

“You really didn’t know? That woman didn’t speak nonsense about me to you?”

Before YeonJung could answer him, he drew in a deep breath and continued.

“Yeah, it doesn’t matter whether you knew or not. Whether you knew before or found out just now, it won’t change anything. But know this. From now on, make sure not to show me anything that has to do with that woman. Understand? You’re forbidden from meeting her, too. From now on, don’t contact that woman ever again.”

The woman didn’t reply. Her expression remained blank. It didn’t look like she was afraid of him. SeonJae watched as her eyes blinked up at him. Then he stretched out his hand and threaded it through her hair before fiercely grasping her skull. His cruel voice rang softly in the air.

“Answer me.”

The sweet fragrance of her brown hair wafted into his nostrils. The scent was so sweet that it gave him a headache. His eyes narrowed into a fierce scowl as he glared at her. The woman’s small lips finally opened.

“Why… cah-n’t I?”

Her eyes were filled with pure doubt as she looked back at him. From the very beginning, this woman never had any plans to escape him. Instead, she asked him for the damn reason.

“What?”

The woman continued to stutter. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she blinked like a doll. She looked down before looking back up at him.

“Why cah-n’t I? Why do I… have to… ah-sk for yo…your permission… if I wah-nt… to see ah… friend?”

SeonJae’s dark brows furrowed. The blood in his veins began to boil. His chest was filled with an uncontrollable rage. He grit his teeth as he answered her in a cruel voice.

“Friend? That’s rich. There are standards when it comes to making friends. I’m not sure what kind of trash you hung out with before, but if you’re going to continue seeing me, you should meet people on your own level. Don’t hang out with dirty, vulgar people. Understand?”

He knew he was acting ridiculous. This woman never begged SeonJae to keep meeting her, and she never named a price in exchange for meeting him. That’s why he hated this situation even more.

‘Why do I have to go through something like this just because of this one woman?’

“Answer me. Did you not understand me? Do you want me to say it even slower?”

The woman suddenly burst into laughter as if she couldn’t believe it. SeonJae thought he’d seriously wring her neck. The woman continued to chuckle and gasp for breath. His grasp tightened on her head.

Laughing? She was definitely laughing at him. This rat shit of a woman was seriously laughing at him right now.

“What’s so funny?”

The woman shook her head underneath his hand. Laughter was still escaping her lips. She was definitely enjoying this situation right now.

“Am I… the same level… as you, SeonJae-shi?”

“What?”

The question jabbed at his weakness. SeonJae was at a loss for words. This woman was putting herself down and laughing at his standards at the same time. She lifted her face to his and continued to giggle like a child.

“Ah-re you… meeting me… because we’re at the same… level?”

“Shut up.”

“…SeonJae-shi… You’re… just… like… ah… sh-child… haha… Ah… teen…ager…”

Her inarticulate speech mixed in with her laughter. At first, he couldn’t understand. SeonJae grabbed her head and brought her lips up to his ears before he could finally make out what it was that she was saying.

“My mom… said dat… even when men gr-oh up, they’re still… chil-dren. SeonJae-shi, you’re… like ah child. Ah boy… with ah big… body.”

When he felt her snickering breaths against his ear, SeonJae exploded. There was only so much he could take. He roughly pulled her down to the carpeted floor and got on top of her. He almost tore the loose blouse off of her body and pulled down her bra.

When she raised her hand to cover her chest, he blocked it. Then he squeezed her supple breasts and fiercely bit down onto the soft flesh. 

“What do you know?”

“Haagh…”

He bit down on her nipples to the point of pain as he began to suck. The woman squirmed and pushed at his shoulders, but his body was like a rock. Now it was his turn to laugh at her.

SeonJae suddenly felt a strange desire to take her. His large hand caressed her face. He felt this every time he touched her, but she felt so soft as if her entire body was hairless. He pressed his lips against her smooth skin and a trail of red blossomed underneath. When he sucked on the sensitive area of her armpit, she moaned as her hips began to writhe beneath him.

This didn’t go unnoticed by SeonJae. He continued to torment her as he sucked on the hollow area and licked greedily. With his hand, he flipped up her skirt and dragged her underwear down in one breath.

“Hnng……”

The woman let out a strange noise as her legs floundered. But SeonJae didn’t have any intention to stop. Once his finger confirmed the wetness of her entrance, he felt as if a demon had pierced through his body from within. His breaths quickened.

“You think I’m joking, don’t you?”

Although there was no reason for it, his hands trembled as he touched the woman before him. He wanted to taste her this instant. No, if he could, he wanted to eat her whole. He quickly straightened up and wrapped her charming legs around both of his arms before pulling her towards him.

“Aah!”

When he lowered his head and buried it between her thighs, a loud cry burst out of her lips. He felt as if he’d turned into a madman who was taking a woman by force. But it didn’t matter. Either way, he felt as if he always turned strange whenever he was around this insane woman.

He stroked her with his tongue. Her flavor melted into his mouth. He plunged his tongue into her entrance. He could feel her thighs trembling within his hands. As she squirmed under him, he continued to lick her. The woman began to sob.

“F-Feels good… It feels goo…good… Doo it moore…”

Before she finished her sentence, SeonJae let go of the reins of his reason. He straightened up and flipped over her nude body as it writhed on the carpeted floor. He threw off his pants and knelt down. Then he pulled up her hips as she lay limp below him. The sight between her open legs was enough to drive any man crazy. SeonJae held up his painful erection and entered her in one swift thrust.

“Ugh…”

A strained groan escaped through his gritted teeth. 

Yeah, this was it. This was the feeling. This was the sensation that overcame his body whenever he embraced this woman. SeonJae bit his lips. As he began to fiercely thrust into the woman from behind, the sound of slapping skin rang in the air. Her strained breaths mixed in with her high-pitched moans.

“Even if you’re playing around with me, haa, there should be a limit… ugh, you know? Don’t you agree, Lee YeonJung?”

“Nng! Haa!”

Even though he knew she couldn’t hear him, even though he knew she couldn’t read his lips because she wasn’t facing him, SeonJae continued to speak to her. No, actually, he was probably more so talking to himself than to her.

“Why… do you keep driving me insane? Don’t make me angry. Haa, stop joking around. If you can’t talk, then stay quiet like a proper mute. Just live your life as quiet as a mouse, damn it!”

Suddenly, she turned around, and SeonJae lost his train of thought. Her clear eyes were filled with arousal, and her milky cheeks were flushed. She looked like she was about to burst into tears.

“Haa… What? You think looking at me like that will make me stop, Lee YeonJung? Far from it.”

He thrust even harder as if to prove his point. Her small lips opened as she panted. She looked at him as she spoke in a trembling voice.

“Huu… SeonJae-shi…”

“If you’re going to tell me to stop, don’t even bother. You’re the one who started it, you know?”

She continued to pant for breath and barely managed to reply. She was still slumped on the floor as she continued to take him.

“I think… dis is… good, ugh…!”

“…What did you say?”

“Wh-aht I’m do-ing… haa, with you, SeonJae-shi… I never knew… th-aht the things… a m-ahn and a woman did too-gether… felt this good……”

He couldn’t take it anymore. He felt as if his heart would explode inside his chest. The woman’s soft, whining voice was fanning the flames within him. The liquor he had poured inside his parched body evaporated in an instant, and her words had turned it into a raging fire.

“Ha…Hard…er… Harder…”

What was it? What was with this woman? SeonJae bit down on his lips.

“…Ugh…!”

He held up the woman’s small, collapsing body with one hand and continued to pump into her like a madman. He felt that venting his anger out on her was a useless endeavor. No, actually, this woman didn’t give him the liberty to think about anything else. This woman’s damp warmth sucked him in. She was definitely born with this kind of lewd body.

He felt that if there was a god, he had purposefully taken away her ability to hear. So that she couldn’t intentionally drive a man crazy. He had imprisoned her in her own world so that she couldn’t wreak havoc outside.

“Come here.”

SeonJae stopped thinking. He grabbed her head and crashed his lips against hers. If he didn’t, he felt as if he’d burst into flames and fade away.

Her lips opened, and their tongues tangled together. She didn’t reject his biting kiss, and he hazily went back and forth between heaven and hell. He could feel her cries against his own lips. The moment he felt her body go completely limp, he also had a taste of his own climax. Pleasure rushed through his veins almost painfully. Their two bodies collapsed onto the floor.

“Haa… Ah…”

He continued to spend himself inside her body. His heart raced like crazy inside his chest. The woman tried to move so that they could separate, but SeonJae trapped her within his arms. Her movements held no strength. SeonJae rested his chin on top of her head and murmured.

“Stay still.”

The woman still squirmed underneath him until she finally let out a sigh and gave up. He could feel her ticklish breaths against his arm. He pulled her closer against his chest. If he didn’t, he felt that this woman would make her escape once again. SeonJae stuck their bodies together. He buried his face against her neck.

The office apartment’s thermostat was set at 27°C and it was the middle of summer. However, it felt unusually cool. With their bodies stuck together, they shared enough body heat to keep each other warm. The woman promptly fell asleep. SeonJae finally got up and carried her to the bedroom. She didn’t wake up and continued to sleep in his arms. And then SeonJae fell asleep next to someone for the first time in his life.