Chapter 18 – Chapter 18
There was an accident, but I was able to finish the shower safely. I was very happy to be able to leave everything else behind and wash my sweaty body.
The rough breathing heard in the middle and the sound of skin and water colliding were dangerous, but the pure white naked body that caught my attention even while leaving the shower was insanely dangerous, but somehow I was able to ignore him and come out safely to the living room.
Do-gyun’s gaze glared at the crown of Eun-ah’s head, who was sitting next to me with his arms crossed and his head down.
‘…A lustful bitch.’
All the way out of her shower and sitting on the sofa in the living room, that woman’s gaze was periodically scanning her own lower body. Her hand, which was bound in her handcuffs, moved on its own and hid her lower body from her view.
Charreuk-.
As Do-gyun moved, the chain necklace around his neck moved along with a grinding sound. Recognizing him, Do-gyun’s brow narrowed slightly.
‘The real chain…’
It was a necklace made of real iron, not a play chain seen in porn. The thickness was thin, so the weight was not burdensome, but the durability did not seem weak enough to be unwound without any tools.
‘Where did you get all these things from?’
It was a thorough preparation that was absurd. As far as he knows, chain collars using real iron and collars worn around the necks of people other than dogs are not circulating on the market.
‘Is this a production request?’
It was a reasonable inference. Just looking at the objects that filled this space, each one emitted an expensive womb, so it seemed possible enough when considering financial resources.
Do-gyun’s pupils were busy scanning the surroundings, closely examining the living room.
Even at first glance, there were decorations and artworks that strongly reveal the feeling of being antique.
‘I don’t think this woman likes it.’
If I had to compare it, it was close to the chaebol house scenery I only saw in old dramas. In other words, it was quite old-fashioned, and I couldn’t match the vibe with the woman with a wild smile next to me.
‘What comes to mind right now is…’
Parents.
It just didn’t come to mind to that extent. Do-gyun’s gaze scanned the space once more.
‘Of course, there are no devices connected to the outside world.’
There were no intercoms, extension phones, or TVs in sight. A house that is completely closed, and a series of purposes can be seen in the space itself.
Do-kyun felt her head pounding.
Even if I tried to infer something, I knew too little about this woman right away. Web novel author Goni. Psychopath. She has an incomprehensible obsession with herself. She is suspiciously rich. Do-gyun’s thoughts, which had been going on for a long time, bounced in the wrong direction.
‘Isn’t that like the third generation of a real conglomerate?’
The self-restraint of a chaebol family that cannot be presented externally due to mental illness. A daughter hidden for corporate image. By the time Do-gyun’s swollen imagination was writing a morning drama in his head. Eun-ah, who was leaning on his left side with her arms crossed, opened her mouth.
“Hey, honey bee…”
“Yeah?”
Do-gyun dismissed all her thoughts following the sound of her words and looked at her. Cheeks still stained red. Eyes that seldom face me and roll around.
Do-gyun, who was staring at him, felt a surprise.
‘You know what shame is, too?’
It was a feeling she never imagined she would have. While Do-gyun was immersed in such feelings. Eun-ah’s words continued, turning her face red.
“I’m sorry… I made a ps, ps, mistakes…”
“No, well… Everyone makes mistakes… Yes, they live by making one mistake.”
“Instead of…!”
Do-gyun smiled and responded to Eun-ah’s words. She, who had been avoiding her own eyes until then, tightened her eyes and looked at him.
“Everything, next time… More my, my, properly… Ha, I’ll do it…!”
Determined expression. Sparkling eyes. Facing him, Do-gyun pondered the meaning of what he had heard for a moment.
Right after.
Creepy-.
‘Mi, what is the crazy bitch talking about!’
Seeing him apply for after-sales naturally gave goosebumps all over his body. She was making a declaration that that woman would do it now and then to the end.
So, I wasn’t apologizing for touching my body, but I was apologizing for not being able to finish it. I couldn’t imagine how such a conclusion could emerge.
Do-gyun wanted to express his intention of refusal right away, but he was afraid that his face would cast an evil light on him again. He just raised the corners of his mouth and spat out positive words.
“Haha… I look forward to it.”
“Yeah…!”
He nodded his head loudly and smiled, so he was afraid. The sight to see Yasugak was fierce. Dry saliva went over his nervousness.
‘Eh, if I can’t stop that…’
In an instant, Do-gyun’s terrible imagination began to draw a picture in his head. A background full of flesh. The heat that flows and entangles with each other. Excited groan.
The blurry silhouette of the picture, the situation in the shower that began to replay in her mind, shaving away the details of her, the gentle pressure on her arm, reminding her that she was not wearing underwear under her dress. Awareness has come to an end.
Hot.
‘Sir, shit!’
It was difficult. My lower body started acting out of my control again. I know I shouldn’t fantasize more, but the accident was out of my control. I needed something, another way to dissipate my imagination.
‘Something, something…’
The conflict between reason and instinct started. Do-gyun wanted to find a breakthrough by spinning her head tightly. Soon, he came up with the most appropriate excuse for the situation.
“Manuscript!”
“…Yeah?”
Words shouted out loud.
After turning her head towards her and making eye contact with her, Do-gyun, who made an effort to make her smile, continued her prepared remarks to Eun-ah, who looked up at her.
“Shall I read…?”
It was a rehash of the excuses I had made in the shower. It was the most effective way to divert her attention and hide my condition.
At least, while reading, this terrible imagination will do its best to draw the scene in the novel. Her gaze will be fixed on the manuscript and on my face. That way, situations like the one in the shower will be avoided.
While Do-kyun’s accident was creating a series of logics. Hearing her words, Eun-ah nodded her head vigorously and heard an answer.
“Ah…! Yes Yes!”
After that, Eun-ah, who had been clinging to me, untied her arms, raised her body, and continued her words.
“I-I’ll bring it right away…!”
“Yes, go slowly.”
When Do-gyun responded in a kind tone, she smiled and nodded her head, then quickly disappeared from his sight. A sigh of relief escaped Do-gyun’s mouth at the thought that she had passed her crisis.
After a while, the sound of footsteps gets farther and farther away.
Jump.
I heard the door open and close again. Do-gyun opened his ears and focused on the sound he heard.
‘Back in the hallway.’
A space that did not enter one’s field of view. There is a high probability that the space you enter to pick up the manuscript is your workroom. Her studio seems to be in the back. After confirming him, Do-gyun’s accident began to spin rapidly.
‘If there is something, it must be over there…’
Usually, isn’t it the law to hide important things in the most private space? It was reasonable to assume that her clues to her escape, her clues to this house and her, were probably there.
‘The question is, how do I get there…’
The biggest problem was the limited radius of action. In the room where he first woke up, a string tied around his waist, and after he came out to the living room, a chain necklace connected to each furniture restricted Do-gyun’s actions.
Do-gyun’s hand went to the chain necklace tied around my neck.
Tsar-.
The sound of chains crashing continued. The feeling of the cold metal in his hand caught my breath.
‘I have to solve this…’
A sigh escaped. The necklace that was clamping his neck was fastened with a small padlock. Like the chain, it was made of a structure that seemed quite durable, so it seemed difficult to tear it off with brute force.
Do-gyun recalled the time he had taken off his handcuffs in his shower and the time he had put on his necklace a little while ago.
‘The key to her handcuffs and the key to this leash are in her pocket…’
The accident spun tightly and spewed hot heat. I tried to think of a way to somehow get her keys away without her knowledge, but I couldn’t come up with a good number. The accident dragged on for a long time.
‘How… How…’
How to steal the key. Make contact secretly without the woman noticing.
A small pocket attached to the waist of the dress.
A key hidden under it.
Contact is the way to get it out.
Put your hand on that woman’s body.
Put your hand on her waist
No underwear below the waist.
Then…
Upset!
“Damn it!”
A short curse word came out of Do-gyun’s mouth as he continued his thoughts. Do-gyun began to scold himself for the feast of flesh that entered his head. Panicking, he put his hand over his head and began to ruffle his hair.
‘Do-gyun, Chae Do-gyun! What are you thinking!’
As I continued to think about her, I involuntarily remembered the woman’s bare skin. An absurdly swaying flesh-colored lump filled her head. Do-gyun tousled his hair, trying to erase the thoughts that continued to reflect the color of his flesh.
‘Spirit, let’s calm down…!’
If you give in to the urge here, it’s really over. He will never be able to get out of this house and will have to live while courting her.
‘Go, fuck the confinement ending!’
Never, never live like this. There is no freedom here. I have no will.
You can’t eat, wear, or go out as you please.
More than anything.
‘There is no Najaxo!’
There is no joy in life.
If you are tied here for the rest of your life, all you will be able to see is the writing of that woman who has already left the field. Corrupted by capitalism, there are only tattered writings like dirty rags.
‘I need clean… Pure writing…’
The tear ducts became moist. He has a mission. I had to taste the pleasure of rice cakes to those dry novels struggling in the deep sea. I had to give him hope so that he could continue writing tomorrow. I had to put a high-quality cover on the main page, which hadn’t even been properly covered yet, and filled the sponsorship column with my nickname.
‘I’m sorry, kids… My brother will definitely return…!’
His eyes closed and his fists clenched tightly. A small fire burned in my heart. It was a calling and determination that moved him for a long time.
Just like that, by the time Do-kyun was solidifying his will to control his mind. The sound of a door opening echoed across the hallway.
Click-.
Do-gyun raised his head.
‘Come.’
Light footsteps could be heard over the sound of the door locking. Voice heard later.
“I-I’m here…”
“Oh, are you here?”
Do-gyun turned his head and greeted Eun-ah, who was holding a thick manuscript in his arms. Eun-a, who met Do-gyun’s eyes, hesitated for a moment, then her face burned bright red and her head bowed down. .
“Wow, here’s the manuscript!”
“Ah, thank you.”
Do-gyun held out her handcuffed hand and received her manuscript from her, and said in a soft tone as she placed him on her lap.
“Then shall we read it now?”
“Yes, yes…”
A small, trembling voice. Eun-ah’s arm stretched out with him wrapped around Do-gyun’s left arm and hugged him tightly.
Flinch.
Do-gyun’s forearm pressed against her chest as he crossed her arms. As he tightened his arms, Do-gyun’s eyes closed tight as the mass of flesh gradually increased. Do-gyun held onto his blurred reason and spat out words of promise.
‘Never break!’
It was a very disturbing sound.
