TMYRA Chapter 17

Whether It’s The First Time or Not

 

“Haah… Ah…!”  

 

A moan mingled with pleasure as her waist twisted. Soo-ah was made to face the wall while he grabbed her waist. As her body changed direction, his manhood drove in even deeper.  

 

He pulled her hips toward him, making her take him in completely. Caught off guard, Moon Soo-ah clutched the blanket, trembling.  

 

“Hnn… Ngh!”  

 

As he thrust in faster, obscene moans spilled out nonstop.  

 

“Ah… Haah! Haa…”  

 

The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping and Soo-ah’s cries. Even when she collapsed from the overwhelming pleasure, Mun-hwon showed no mercy.  

 

“If you’re tired already, that’s no fun.”  

 

Lifting her hips high, he grabbed her head and captured her lips with his tongue. After thoroughly tasting her, he grasped her breasts.  

 

“Ha… Haah…”  

 

Completely consumed by the intense climax, Soo-ah barely managed to breathe. The relentless lovemaking left her dazed, her consciousness fading in and out. Yet, she couldn’t resist the orgasm that kept washing over her. Her eyes were hazy with desire, and her lips were swollen red.  

 

“What? Am I driving you crazy?”  

 

She was too exhausted to respond properly.  

 

“Hold on. I’m nowhere near done.”  

 

Mun-hwon pressed into Soo-ah once again.  

 

***

 

A presence was near. There was a cold scent of cologne. A deep voice, unmistakably Seo Mun-hwon’s, reached her ears, pulling Soo-ah from sleep.  

 

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar place. Dim, low-lit lighting flickered in a wide, dark space. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she belatedly realized she was in his room.  

 

It seemed she had lost consciousness while they were together.  

 

“Hah.”  

 

Taking a deep breath, she recalled something. Worried there might be traces of blood, she quickly sat up and checked the sheets. But the pristine white fabric was spotless.  

 

Only the faint, slow-moving afternoon sunlight filtered through the blinds.  

 

“Looking for something?”  

 

At the sound of Seo Mun-hwon’s voice, she turned around to see him standing close by, now dressed in a fresh suit.  

 

As he fastened the cufflinks he had removed earlier, he looked down at Soo-ah.  

 

“What time is it? Is it morning?”  

 

She had lost all sense of time. All she knew was that both the sunlight and the shadows were long. Mun-hwon raised his wrist and checked his watch.  

 

“It’s 6 PM.”  

 

At this hour, he was already fully prepared to leave.  

 

“Where are you going?”  

 

“Work.”  

 

“Work?”  

 

“I’m a busy man. I just dropped by to keep my promise to you. I don’t have time to lounge around, sucking on breasts and taking naps.”  

 

His cold gaze made Soo-ah realize she wasn’t wearing anything. She hurriedly pulled the blanket over her chest.  

 

“I’ve already seen everything. What’s the point of covering up?”  

 

Running a hand through his hair, he smirked at her.  

 

“From now on, don’t think about running away.”  

 

Mun-hwon spoke with an indifferent, polite expression, as if their heated encounter never happened, then turned his back to her.  

 

“Oh, and one more thing.”  

 

He stopped and glanced at her.  

 

“Whether it was your first time or not, that’s none of my business. So don’t bother worrying about it.”  

 

Soo-ah gripped the blanket tightly, glaring at him.  

 

“I don’t care.”  

 

“If you want to sleep more, go ahead. I won’t be back tonight.”  

 

With that, Mun-hwon reached for the doorknob. Seething with anger, Soo-ah raised her voice so he could hear.  

 

“This will never happen again. Next time, I’ll win.”  

 

“Sure. Do as you please.”  

 

Unfazed, he left the room. Soo-ah glared at the spot where he disappeared, her breath ragged. Then, she shifted her gaze to the fluttering sunlight. As she lifted her head, the golden light, now tinged with yellow, spilled toward her, dazzling her eyes.  

 

The tension that had coiled tightly inside her gradually unraveled.  

 

“Hah.”  

 

Exhaling softly, she checked her body. Her thighs ached from the size of his manhood, and red marks bloomed all over her skin where he had kissed her.  

 

But something felt off.  

 

There were no traces of blood, saliva, or any fluids on her body. It was as if someone had meticulously cleaned her. Even the clothes she had worn were neatly hung on the rack beside her.  

 

Who did this?  

 

The thought crossed her mind, but she didn’t want to dwell on it. She had no reason to stay in his room any longer. Soo-ah grabbed her clothes, got dressed, and stepped out.  

 

The living room was bathed in the warm glow of the late afternoon sun. The scene was so peaceful and beautiful that she stopped in her tracks and looked outside. Just before sunset, the golden light stretched the shadows of everything it touched.  

 

Unknowingly, a faint smile spread across Soo-ah’s lips.  

 

***

 

As Mun-hwon descended to the first floor, the waiting subordinates bowed at a ninety-degree angle. The waiting chauffeur opened the door for Mun-hwon to get into the car and then got into the driver’s seat himself.  

 

When Jang Ji-cheol followed and took the passenger seat, the chauffeur spoke.  

 

“I will depart now.”  

 

As Mun-hwon nodded, the car set off for Gangnam.  

 

“I’ll report yesterday’s sales figures.”  

 

Jang Ji-cheol began his report.  

 

“It’s H Bar in Cheongdam-dong. Yesterday’s revenue was…”  

 

While he spoke, Mun-hwon gazed out the window at the distant view. The sun was sinking below the horizon.  

 

He cracked the window open slightly and took a deep breath in, suddenly realizing that his body no longer smelled of blood. Instead, Moon Soo-ah’s scent was still lingering all over him.  

 

He had taken a shower and even applied perfume because he didn’t want that sweet scent to remain. Yet, it still clung to his skin.  

 

Mun-hwon retrieved the perfume from the backseat and sprayed it on his wrist, causing Jang Ji-cheol to pause his report.  

 

“Is something bothering you?”  

 

“Why?”  

 

“You don’t usually wear perfume.”  

 

“Mind your own business and finish the report.”  

 

“Yes, Sir.”  

 

Jang Ji-cheol handed Mun-hwon a file.  

 

“These are the documents regarding KI Entertainment that you requested.”  

 

As Mun-hwon flipped through the papers, Ji-cheol continued speaking.  

 

“And currently, Shin Se-yeon is waiting at the office.”  

 

“Shin Se-yeon? Why?”  

 

“She insisted that she has something important to tell you. I told her it would be difficult without an appointment, but she refused to leave.”  

 

When the car arrived in front of the office, Mun-hwon handed the file back to Ji-cheol.  

 

“I’ll speak with her inside.”  

 

As soon as the backseat door opened and Mun-hwon stepped out, the lined-up employees bowed.  

 

“You have arrived.”  

 

Walking between them, Mun-hwon asked Jang Ji-cheol,  

 

“Where is Shin Se-yeon?”  

 

“She’s in the meeting room.”  

 

“I’ve signed the papers, so handle the paperwork. I need to speak with Shin Se-yeon alone—make sure no one else comes in.”  

 

“Yes, sir.”  

 

Ji-cheol opened the door to the meeting room on the first floor, allowing Mun-hwon to enter.  

 

“I’ll stand by.”  

 

As soon as the door closed, a young woman rushed toward Mun-hwon.  

 

She was in her early twenties, with a stereotypical face often seen in plastic surgery ads and a thin body, except for an unusually large chest.  

 

“Why is it so hard to see you? I skipped my drama schedule just to come see you, you know.”  

 

She pressed her chest against Mun-hwon’s arm and leaned in tightly, flashing a playful smile.  

 

“Didn’t you miss me?”  

 

“Shin Se-yeon.”  

 

Mun-hwon looked down at Se-yeon with a blank expression and said,  

 

“I’ve told you before—I don’t have the need of a younger sister like you.”  

 

He pulled out a cigarette from inside his jacket and detached her from his body.  

 

“But we see each other often enough that I could call you ‘oppa’ (older brother), don’t you think?”  

 

“Your speech is too informal. Rude.”  

 

At Mun-hwon’s amused remark, Se-yeon tensed up.  

 

“Oppa, you’re being too cold…”  

 

“Ha, what do you mean we see each other often? Are we blood-related? Or have we at least slept together?”  

 

Se-yeon shot him a glare.  

 

“Sir, you’re good at saying crude things with that handsome face of yours. Anyway, we have a lot to talk about, so aren’t you at least going to offer me a cup of coffee?”  

 

“You can buy your own coffee outside. Just get to the point—why are you here today?”  

 

“There are rumors everywhere that you’re buying KI Entertainment. As you know, KI and I don’t get along. I assume you’ve heard why.”  

 

“Nope. Not interested.”  

 

“My former manager, the one who scammed me, invested in that company.”  

 

Mun-hwon exhaled a puff of smoke and let out a small laugh.