Whisper Chapter 19

With cold words, he took out some bills from his wallet and placed them on the table. At Cha Gyeol’s words, the woman, who had been sitting blankly, suddenly rushed toward him as he was about to leave.  

 

“I’m good at this! Please let me do it!”  

 

Then, she knelt in front of Cha Gyeol. His lowered gaze was cold.  

 

He pushed away the woman’s wrist as she reached toward his chest.  

 

“Ah!”  

 

The woman fell backward, but Cha Gyeol didn’t spare her a glance. Instead, he narrowed his brows as he looked down at the hand that had grabbed her wrist. When he had held Lee Heewoo’s wrist, it had felt so good that he hadn’t wanted to let go.  

 

“The amount I paid wasn’t small at all, so how can you be this cheap? Fuck, take your pussy somewhere else.”  

 

After spitting out those cold words, he swiftly left the hotel room. A sudden sense of urgency struck him.  

 

He needed to go see Lee Heewoo right away. The image of that sorrowfully dejected beauty kept flashing before his eyes.  

 

He was beyond fucked.  

 

***  

 

The front door burst open. Lee Heewoo, who had been crouching, quickly lifted her head. As Cha Gyeol entered, he clenched his teeth upon seeing her crouched near the entrance.  

 

“Sir!”  

 

What the hell, is she a damn dog or something? I said she was like a gentle puppy, but does she really think she is one?  

 

Seeing him, she beamed as if she had just found the most precious thing in the world. She tried to stand up, but her legs were numb, and she plopped back down.  

 

“This is driving me crazy.”  

 

Cha Gyeol picked up Lee Heewoo. Her cool body fit snugly in his arms. The tangled mess of his emotions instantly settled.  

 

“How long have you been like this?”  

 

“…After organizing the built-in closet.”  

 

F***, he couldn’t hold back a curse. So she had been doing this ever since he left.  

 

“What if I had come back late?”  

 

“You said you’d come back on time.”  

 

Damn, she remembered every single word he said. Cha Gyeol held her cold body tightly and sat down on the living room sofa. Though they were in an intimate position fit for lovers, neither of them found it strange.  

 

As he leaned back with a sigh, a strange sense of relief washed over him. When he lowered his gaze, he saw Lee Heewoo holding her hands together near her chest. A phone was visible between them, too big to be fully covered by her hands.  

 

“Why are you holding onto that like it’s something sacred?”  

 

At his pointed gaze toward the phone, Lee Heewoo glanced down at it, then looked back up and spoke in a calm tone.  

 

“You told me not to let it leave my body.”  

 

Her large eyes blinked, and as if being completely screwed wasn’t enough, he was now turning into a pervert, because despite having seen countless naked women before, his dick stirred.  

 

“Instead of sitting at the entrance like a beggar, why didn’t you just look at your phone? Weren’t you curious? There’s plenty of fun stuff on it—you wouldn’t have been bored.”  

 

At that, Lee Heewoo fidgeted with the phone in her hands, looking sullen. Heat pooled in his gut, and his teeth clenched so hard his jaw muscles visibly tightened.  

 

He wanted to take a bite out of this soft, white thing clinging to him with its cool temperature.  

 

“But, Heewoo.”  

 

At the sound of her name, Lee Heewoo, who had been sulking, immediately lifted her eyes and pursed her lips into a little walnut frown.  

 

He had never had such perverted preferences before, but she kept awakening strange desires in him.  

 

“You’re so naturally comfortable being held like this—would you stay still if another guy hugged you too?”  

 

She wasn’t some duckling blindly following its mother around. Why did this soft, baby-like thing cling to him so blindly?  

 

“…I am like this because it is you, sir.”  

 

As if realizing she was being scolded for being in his arms, Lee Heewoo started struggling to escape. Yet, she flirted with him as naturally as breathing.  

 

“Stop fanning the flames and just stay still.”  

 

Had his dick always been this easily and recklessly aroused?  

 

He had never felt self-loathing for getting hard before.  

 

As his words made her freeze and stare at him, he met her gaze and then shifted his eyes to her slightly parted, red lips.  

 

Lee Heewoo blankly watched as Cha Gyeol’s face drew closer.  

 

All she could sense was him—his face, the warmth of his arms around her, and his scent.  

 

Her mind turned white, and in her large, black pupils, there was nothing but the reflection of Cha Gyeol.  

 

***

 

“Haa, …… Fuck.”

 

A rough, savage groan echoed in the bathroom. Cha Gyeol stood under the showerhead, gripping his cock with one hand and shaking it. Veins and blood vessels bulged against the muscles of his naked body as water cascaded down.

 

His eyes, cast downward, furrowed deeply in frustration. The face of Lee Heewoo, staring at him with those strikingly dark eyes, filled his mind, refusing to leave.

 

As he got closer, the scent of baby lotion became even stronger. Even the way it smelled was infuriating.

 

He hadn’t approached her intending to kiss her. No, he had, but he hadn’t actually meant to do it. What the hell was he thinking?

 

The moment his lips brushed against her slightly parted, plump lips, he instinctively turned his head, and in that instant, Cha Gyeol knew—his life would never be the same again. His future was about to change entirely.

 

He should have pulled back, but his body wouldn’t obey. And more than that, he didn’t want to. Instead, the only thing left in his mind was the desire to feel more. Without hesitation, he slid his tongue between Lee Heewoo’s lips.

 

“Hoo…”

 

The sensation of climax surged through him. Pre-cum dribbled down, mixing with the water, creating a wet, sticky mess. The damp sounds echoed loudly. He didn’t even realize that at over thirty years old, he was doing something he hadn’t even done in his teenage years.

 

When his tongue entered, her eyes widened a beat late in shock, making the corners of his lips curl up.

 

– “I’m about to do something crazy. Just close your eyes.”

 

He briefly withdrew his tongue and growled. Even with a face that clearly didn’t understand what was happening, she obediently shut her eyes as instructed. The moment he plunged his tongue back into her parted lips, an insane thought flitted through his mind—that if she listened to another man this well, he would have to tear that bastard’s flesh from his bones.

 

And that was where his thoughts ended. The sensation inside her mouth, the feeling of it, drove him mad.

 

It wasn’t a kiss—it was an act of devouring. He tangled their tongues together, greedily sucking up her saliva, but it wasn’t enough. The frustration of not being able to take more made him impatient and furious. His already lost mind spiraled further out of control. His eyes darkened.

 

Cha Gyeol shoved his tongue deep into Lee Heewoo’s mouth, thrusting as if he were fucking her with it. Saliva spilled from the corners of her struggling lips, but he scooped it up with his fingers and shoved it back inside, sucking it up.

 

– “Mm… Uugh… Hngh…”

 

Lee Heewoo, unable to breathe properly, pounded her fists weakly against Cha Gyeol’s shoulder and writhed in his arms.

 

– “Fuck, what is this? Open your mouth a little more. No, spit it out.”

 

Lee Heewoo, panting with a flushed face, coughed and gasped for air. But when she saw the madness in Cha Gyeol’s eyes, she tried to squirm away, shifting her hips slightly. Unfortunately, her buttocks were pressed against his thigh, only adding to the friction.

 

The fact that a mere kiss had made him hard was already absurd, but now, just from her rubbing against his thigh, he felt like he was going to lose his mind—like he needed to fuck her and come right then and there.

 

– “Y-you… You’re… insane.”

 

Her lips, swollen from his kisses, whispered the words. Her frightened eyes shimmered, yet she still clung to him as if seeking refuge. That, too, turned him on.

 

– “Exactly. Why the fuck does even your spit taste good?”

 

His tongue dove back in, ruthlessly exploring her mouth. The crude, obscene way he played with her tongue had Lee Heewoo gasping for breath and clinging to him desperately. As if he wanted to devour her, he nibbled and sucked on her lips before entwining their tongues again, exchanging saliva back and forth. Her plump, swollen lips bounced back like jelly.

 

When Cha Gyeol’s tongue brushed against the roof of her mouth, Lee Heewoo nearly stopped breathing. Unaccustomed to such intimate contact, her body was far too sensitive.

 

He filled her small mouth entirely, kissing her as though he were violating her. It was relentless and consuming.

 

“Hnn… fuck!”

 

Cum burst out of him. The sharp scent of semen filled the air. The thick, cloudy liquid was quickly washed away by the shower’s flowing water. Supporting himself against the wall with one arm, Cha Gyeol stroked himself to completion.

 

His cock, still flushed and engorged, remained stiff even after release.

 

“…I am such a bastard.”

 

At least he had managed to stop at just a kiss. His blood boiled with the overwhelming urge to take that small, delicate body and claim it entirely.

 

And then, his phone rang.

 

Cha Gyeol ran a hand through his wet hair, pushing it back. His half-lidded eyes gleamed dangerously, his mind clouded with dark thoughts. A strong sense of unease took hold—something felt very wrong.

 

CEO Cha, I have a job for you.

 

It was Chief Kim’s voice.