Chapter 2 – The Coming Shadow
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Photos, confessions, recordings, cams, blackmail, pregnancy, and… The diary she couldn’t hide.
Except for the extreme situation, this article is composed largely based on a true story.
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– Hey! Eunsuk!!!, That girl named Cha Seungah, when are you going to hand it over? Aren’t you being too lazy?
The man leaning back on the sofa asked Eun-suk, who was sitting at the dressing table and unraveling her hair.
Across the table from the beer bottle was a red bed with a large mirror attached to the back. It was a small but nicely decorated room with colorful silk wallpaper.
– Don’t rush!!!
Eun-suk replied in her annoyed voice without looking back. An orange dress tied around her narrow waist caught the light and brightened the entire room.
She reached out her hand and untied her hairpins, her glossy hair falling like a waterfall around the nape of her neck.
– You’re not in a hurry? It’s already been two months since I was asked to promote the work.
– How do you get a child who has barely finished OJT (on-site internship) now? What will the other kids think if we get him out?
Eun-suk looked into the mirror in front of the dressing table and replied, furrowing her brow.
– What do you think?
Her man glared at her eyes as if he were going to strike him down at any moment.
– Aren’t you going to think there’s something behind it? If rumors like that spread, she’ll be the center of attention, and then what’s the point of working for the manager?
Eun-suk’s voice, with her frightened expression, softened.
– Good! I see what you mean, but you have to be clear instead. Chairman Choi also said that this project should be carried out with certainty.
As soon as her man finished talking to her, she emptied the remaining glass of her beer.
-Why is the president so passionate about Seung-ah?
– Well. I don’t know how K reported it, but if you look closely, isn’t it attractive? It’s not fancy, but what can I say? The atmosphere is a bit different from those of bare feet.
– Do you know that the manager is also interested?
– Whoops, who would refuse an A-class like that?
Eun-sook, who was tying her hair, stopped her hand. It was the answer she expected, but her anger rose to the top of her head at her man’s words.
– Bad guy! The junior I cherished so much…
Eun-suk muttered to herself with her dejected expression on her face.
– What? What did you say now? Now come and talk!
Her man jumped to his feet.
Approaching her with staggering steps, he stretched her arms over Eun-suk’s shoulders and squeezed her breasts, which were wrapped in her dress, as if about to burst.
– Oh! Why are you like this! She’s on her period, so she said she’d only drink alcohol!
Eun-suk shook her man’s arm and twisted her waist.
– Always obvious excuses! Go over there and stand in front of the TV. Hurry!
Her man grabbed her by the waist and raised her up. Eunsuk, who hesitated for a while, seemed to give up and walked in front of the TV.
– Wear high heels
– Can’t we just stay like this?
– It’s cool to dress up properly!
Eun-suk put on the high heels she had taken off in front of the front door and stood in front of the TV. She felt the warm heat of the TV on her ass.
– Take off your stockings!
– Why, why are you like this? Really!
– I can’t take it off quickly!
There is poison in her manly voice.
Eun-sook’s attitude of constantly subtracting it made her look very upset.
Eun-suk bent her knees and began to draw her back. Because she knew very well that there was no point in holding on to her any longer.
Her rather sex was easy for her.
Exposing her private parts in front of her man and taking her embarrassing posture hurt her pride that much.
No matter how experienced a woman is, when she stands in front of a man without love, she pretends to be calm on the outside, but on the inside, she is overcome with humiliating feelings that are hard to contain in her head. So women become cynical towards men.
She despises her man as much as she takes pleasure in her man’s body, and tries to protect her own self-esteem. But women’s bodies are different from men’s. Even though she has no emotions, she can’t help but react when provoked.
Even if he refuses to kiss, neither his nipples nor her ass. From the moment she is crushed, she goes into action without even receiving a command from the brain in her panties.
No matter how much she gritted her teeth and filled her head with other thoughts, she couldn’t help but feel it. That’s why a woman’s self-esteem seems stronger. She knows that once she’s broken, it’s hard to get her back up again.
Eun-suk hesitated for a while, then bent her back and put her fingers through the band of her stocking.
– Slowly…
Her manly eyes began to glow like a beast. She picked up her cigarette which was lying on the table and she lit it with a lighter.
– Hurry!
Eun-suk started to pull down her stockings. Her stockings, held down on her thighs, slipped down her knees, caught in her slender fingertips.
– That’s enough. Inside too!
The cigarette lit in her man’s mouth burned rapidly with her feet glowing. Eun-suk’s hand went back into the dress, and after a while, her triangle panties came down to the middle of her knees.
– Good. Now look back
Eun-suk turned around without a word like her trained puppy.
– Open your legs!
The gap between her high heels was about shoulder width apart. She reached behind her hips and pulled up the hem of her dress, revealing her fleshy thighs over her shapely calves.
– More!
Following her man’s command, Eun-suk slowly bent her back and pulled her hips up. Her dress showed the outline of her rounded buttocks. Cold sweat broke out on the TV frame she was holding with her left hand.
– That’s right! Look up more!
Eunsook pulled the hem of her dress with her trembling hands. Between her gaping thighs, the shady valley began to reveal itself to its depths. Her man stepped behind her ass. In one hand she held a half-filled beer glass.
– Bend over a little more!
Her man pushed her back toward the TV. Eunsuk placed her hands on the frame of her TV to keep her balance. Her hips and waist were bent almost vertically.
– Whoops! That’s a nice ass too! Will that girl Seung-ah’s hips be this firm?
Eunsuk didn’t respond. The breath that came out of her mouth collided with the heat of the TV.
The air conditioner hanging on the wall seemed to have stopped working. There was silence as if he was watching her behind, and after a while, Eun-suk’s hips spread out on both sides.
– Whoa, is Seung-ah so hot inside?
The man’s voice was excited. Even as she stirred Eun-suk’s shameful place, it was clear that she was thinking of Seung-ah’s ass in her mind.
Eventually, she grabbed Eunsuk’s hair and pushed her toward her bed. She took a few steps and her knee caught on the edge of the bed. Her man pushed behind her with all his might.
– Oh!
After reading her balance, Eun-sook fell face down on her bed.
– Why are you like this!
Eun-sook was taken aback by Park’s rough behavior. She had never been in such a hurry since the first time she took herself away.
– Would that Seung-ah like doing things like this? Ok?
– Ah! I don’t know. Ah!
– I’m sure you’ll like it. Like you!
In Eun-suk’s head, she went back to the thrilling moment when she first took her body away from him.
The stinky smell of sweat, his man pushing roughly between his thighs, his gurgling lower belly biting and radiating his breasts, and the climax that I felt as if I was being pushed away by the overwhelming power.
Recalling her humiliating moment at that time, Eun-suk began shaking her hips recklessly.
She was silent for a while. Cigarette smoke gushed out of the lying man’s mouth. The fishy smell of sweat lingering on her bed mixed with the thick smell of cigarettes.
Eun-sook, who was lying on her stomach with sporadic hair, wriggled her upper body. Her man opened her mouth with a languid expression.
– By the way, the girl named Seung-ah, arrange a table with K for the day she returns from Thailand next week! If you procrastinate any longer, I won’t leave you both alone, Seung-a or something! You know that K is also eagerly waiting for it right now, right?
– Instead, please just hang out with Seung-ah once. If you bully him any more, I won’t be alone.
– Why? Are you going to tell the president? Whooping…
– That’s something you don’t know.
– But you probably won’t react much. I don’t know if you know that I’ve been doing it all this time.
– Bad guy!
– I’ll set the date for returning to Incheon from Bangkok, so you know! On that day, no matter what happens, you have to hand over Seung-ah to K! Got it?
Instead of answering, Eunsuk let out a deep sigh.
*****
– Captain Kim!
When the wrinkles went here and there, a man in trousers pushed through her office door without knocking. He had a yellow envelope in one hand.
– What? Captain Nam. I’m busy dying!
The fat man who was rummaging through an old cabinet in the corner turned his head away with a sullen expression.
A look of tiredness was evident on his face, stained with white hair and deep wrinkles on his forehead.
– Captain, look at this.
Inspector Nam placed a yellow envelope on a table cluttered with papers, and he pulled out several photos from it.
– What else is this?
Inspector Kim Han-seok asked, pushing up the black glasses hanging from the tip of his nose.
– It was not moved, but it seems that he was murdered in his garden. There is no trace of his blood flowing anywhere else, and the cut on his chest is clear and clean…
– Do you mean pro?
– Yes! I hit it twice and it was accurate. I missed a vital spot once, but I think I put on a show to look amateurish.
– A garden? Any signs of intrusion?
– Not at all. It seems to have escaped outside the fence, except for the traces of all the footprints. It’s raining and it’s muddy.
– What is the victim doing?
– My name is Hwang Jong-guk, the gallery owner.
– Gallery? Are you talking about the Hwarang?
– Yes. It seems like a grudge relationship. There is no sign of breaking into the main house…
– Hmm…
Inspector Kim sat on his butt in his old chair with an interesting expression on his face. A ‘squeak’ sound leaked from the chair that tilted under his weight.
– Have you met the gallery staff?
– Even so, I’m on my way to meet you now.
– Did you get anything?
– Not really. There are a few suspicious things, but…
– How many suspicious cases?
Inspector Kim’s eyes widened.
– The victim’s father is a famous painter named Hwang Tae-jong…
– Hwang Tae-jong? I think I’ve heard…
– Yes, he is a recognized person in the oriental art world. The person who actually owned the Taejong Art Museum named after him was the victim, Hwang Jong-guk.
– You mean he used to touch money?
– Yes!
– Hmm, do you have anything to catch?
– Yes, but… I’ll look into it after I find out more.
– Good. Explore some galleries, explore some grudges. Well, would you have done something like that if it was obvious? There’s a corner to hide, so he must have been so bold to break in…
Inspector Kim, holding up the photos as if playing poker, placed on the table and shouted ‘Tuk! Took!’ I started tossing.
