TMYRA Chapter 10

Have Sex With Me

 

The place was similar to the first floor yet had a completely different atmosphere. The interior was entirely decorated in gray and black, with a full-length glass wall at the front. Beyond it, the vast expanse of the Han River and a forest stretched out before her eyes.  

 

However, inside, there was only a single sofa sitting alone. There were no potted plants, no decorations.  

 

It didn’t feel like a place where someone lived. There wasn’t a hint of warmth.  

 

“Miss Moon Soo-ah’s room is inside. The opposite side is the workspace. It’s still being set up, so please wait here.”  

 

The man, who had just pulled out a cigarette, gestured toward the leather sofa.  

 

The black leather sofa was large enough to seat more than ten people, and it looked brand new without a single scratch.  

 

Soo-ah thought that sitting on it would only feel like sitting on a bed of thorns, so she remained standing and said to him,  

 

“I’ll wait while standing.”  

 

“As you wish.”  

 

He responded indifferently and moved toward the bar next to the hallway. An array of various liquors lined the shelves. Seo Mun-hwon pulled out a bottle of whiskey and asked Soo-ah,  

 

“Want a drink?”  

 

Perhaps he was just being polite—he only took out a single glass and filled it to the brim.  

 

“…Yes.”  

 

Soo-ah neither liked alcohol nor knew how to drink, but she deliberately said she would. She didn’t want to react the way Seo Mun-hwon expected.  

 

“Sure. Go ahead and drink yourself to death.”  

 

He handed her the glass, which was filled with whiskey. It was a large amount, but Soo-ah didn’t refuse and accepted the glass. Mun-hwon lit his cigarette and inhaled deeply, watching her.  

 

His mocking gaze seemed to ask if she could really drink it all. Soo-ah gripped the glass tightly.  

 

The man took another empty glass, filled it with liquor, and clinked it lightly against hers.  

 

“I suppose I should feel honored to see you morning and night.”  

 

He spoke with a sneer before bringing his glass to his lips and downing it in one smooth motion. After placing his empty glass down, he stared at Soo-ah.  

 

His eyes urged her to drink. But when it came time to do so, she hesitated, lacking the courage.  Seeing this, he remarked,  

 

“So you just know how to talk, huh?”  

 

When Mun-hwon reached out to take the glass from her, Soo-ah, driven by defiance, took a few sips. The strong liquor burned her throat as it went down, searing its way deep into her stomach.  

 

It was an intense sensation, but she figured she could handle it. Locking eyes with Mun-hwon, Soo-ah emptied half the glass.  

 

“You’re pretty good.”  

 

Mun-hwon murmured, cigarette in his mouth. As the high-proof alcohol settled in her stomach, Mun-hwon wedged the cigarette between his fingers and leaned in.  

 

Their gazes tangled as their faces drew close.  

 

“Trying to run away is useless, so don’t waste your energy.” 

 

“I’ll decide that for myself. Don’t interfere.”  

 

“Miss Moon Soo-ah, you don’t seem to understand. Once you’re in my grasp, you can’t get away.”  

 

His firm declaration angered Soo-ah. She finished the rest of her drink and stepped closer to him.  

 

“And you’re just a damn gangster.”  

 

Mun-hwon straightened up, cigarette between his lips, and let out a laugh.  

 

“You’re not wrong, but it’s not exactly nice to hear.”  

 

Blowing smoke into her face, he said,  

 

“If you’re so confident, how about we make a bet?”  

 

“What kind of bet?”  

 

“If you can stay out of my sight for more than 24 hours, you win.”  

 

“And if I win, what do I get?”  

 

“You’ll be completely free. No matter what orders CEO Min Ihan gives, I won’t come looking for you.”  

 

Soo-ah was intrigued.  

 

24 hours? She felt she could easily hide for that long. But… what if this was a trap? Narrowing her eyes, she asked him,  

 

“And if I lose? What happens then?”  

 

“I get to do whatever I want.”  

 

Wanting to make things clear, Soo-ah asked bluntly,  

 

“Tell me exactly what that means. I need to know before I decide.”  

 

Mun-hwon exhaled a long stream of smoke, watching her. His quiet gaze deepened, growing murky. Soo-ah unconsciously took a step back under his stare—then, suddenly, Mun-hwon laughed.  

 

It was elegant and refined, almost mesmerizing. So much so that the violent, rough image of the man from earlier vanished completely.  

 

“You have to have sex with me.”  

 

“…What?”  

 

“Well, in our circles, we’d call it ‘fucking,’ but since you’re a client, I’ll put it politely—sex.”  

 

Soo-ah was furious at the way he spoke so playfully about her.  

 

“Why would I do something like that with you?”  

 

“If you run away well enough, that won’t happen. But you won’t have any freedom either. So if you’re not confident, don’t even think about running and just stay put quietly.”  

 

As the alcohol took effect, her vision wavered. Her judgment became clouded, and her emotions took the lead over reason, making her reckless.  

 

Perhaps that was why she thought that escaping for 24 hours would be more than possible.  

 

“No, I can do it.”  

 

“Then, can I take that as a yes?”  

 

There was no reason she couldn’t. If she escaped, there would be no need to deal with this man. Next time, she could plan it out more carefully before trying again.  

 

Even if she got caught while running away, she wasn’t afraid of what would happen afterward. What would be more terrifying was if she did nothing and ended up waiting for Min Ihan to return.  

 

Ever since she started living with Min Ihan, he had entered her room every night while she was asleep. No matter how tightly she locked the door, he would unlock it with a key and stare at her for a long time.  

 

The filthy desire she felt from his gaze—could anything be worse than that?  

 

Overwhelmed by that chilling memory and the effects of alcohol clouding her judgment, Soo-ah nodded.  

 

“Yes. I’ll do it.”  

 

As soon as she answered, a worker from inside approached Mun-hwon and said,  

 

“Sir, the preparations are complete.”  

 

“Let’s go.”  

 

He led the way toward the room at the end of the hallway. As she followed him, the alcohol surged within her, making her legs wobble. But she didn’t want to show any weakness in front of him.  

 

Steeling herself, she acted as if nothing was wrong and followed him into the room. A new space unfolded before her. Unlike the room she had stayed in before, this one was completely empty.  

 

Her previous space had been entirely curated by Min Ihan, from start to finish, down to the smallest details. White lace curtains, a pink mat—even the entire interior had been arranged according to his tastes.  

 

He had treated her like a doll, decorating everything to his own liking. But this place was different. In the vast space, there was only a single bed, with a door leading to a dressing room and a bathroom beside it.  

 

The dressing room was filled with clothes that had been moved from her home. They were clothes Min Ihan had personally selected, replacing them each season. Since she never wore the clothes he bought her, she ignored them and asked Mun-hwon,  

 

“While I’m here, am I free to do whatever I want in this space?”  

 

“As much as you like.”  

 

Feeling a bit relieved at the thought of having control over something, Soo-ah’s mood improved slightly.  

 

“The workspace is through the opposite door, so find it yourself. I’ll see you tomorrow.”  

 

After Seo Mun-hwon left the room, Soo-ah was left alone.  

 

She had a feeling she had been caught up in some scheme of his, but the drowsiness brought on by the alcohol made it hard to think too deeply about it.  

 

At Min Ihan’s house, she never had a peaceful night’s sleep, constantly on edge about when he might enter her room. But here, that wasn’t the case. As her mind eased, drowsiness overcame her.  

 

Lying down on the bed, Soo-ah quickly fell into a deep sleep.  

 

***

 

After leaving Soo-ah’s room, Mun-hwon went downstairs to his office.  

 

He handled a few matters related to the club and the bar before leaning back in his chair, gazing out the window.  

 

The summer night, now rid of rain, was cooler than usual. Because of that, Hangang Park was bustling with people.  

 

Lighting the end of a cigarette, he recalled his phone conversation with Min Ihan.  

 

The moment Ihan found out Soo-ah had attempted to escape and surveillance had begun, he had flown into a rage.  

 

— You must never let her go. Report her every move. Every single hour, every single day!

 

It wasn’t just that he had hired someone to track her—he was livid at the mere mention of the word “escape.”  

 

This wasn’t mere obsession with his sister. It was love. A twisted, distorted one-sided love. He was desperate to possess Soo-ah.  

 

Mun-hwon understood why, after meeting her and speaking with her in person. Moon Soo-ah was not an easy woman. Despite seeing firsthand what kind of people Mun-hwon and his subordinates were, she had recklessly tried to escape.  

 

She was the one thing Min Ihan wanted to possess but could not. And if I take her first—Min Ihan will lose his mind. And when that happens, I’ll crush JS Group alongside him.  

 

“Not a bad idea.”  

 

A slow, curved smile formed on his lips.