Chapter 123 – 123. Promise
A quiet pension with no one around.
There was the sound of sizzling meat grilling just a moment ago, but now the only sound was the sound of the wind blowing.
As I waitly, I lie down on my endless bed and count the dust that has stuck to the ceiling.
… I have to go to work again starting tomorrow.
It’s annoying.
If I were of the same mind, I would like to stay at home all the time.
But, they say that if I don’t go out, sales will drop…
How can I improve my skills and do well?
He and I are just as comfortable as before…
“I’ve been there.”
While I was thinking such unproductive thoughts.
He is back.
Palak, Palak.
Standing with a plastic bag in his hand.
“What, you said you were sleeping.”
“… What about ice cream?”
“Here.”
“It didn’t melt.”
“Because I bought it nearby.”
Even if it’s nearby, it would take more than 10 minutes.
I took the melon-flavored ice cream that was sandwiched between the ice cups in case it melted.
When I took off the package, there was ice cream that was slightly soft and perfect to eat.
Take a bite of it and savor the sweet taste.
I offer the ice cream I just bitten to the person who is looking at me blankly while holding the bag.
“… You eat too.”
“I bought mine separately.”
“Oh really. … Just eat it.”
Do you have a sense of humor or not?
As he keeps talking to me, I force him to scoop up some ice cream and make him share a bite.
So he took a bite and put all the ice cream that was left in my mouth.
The two of us together.
Enjoy the cold sweetness.
“… It’s delicious.”
“Yes.”
As he says that, he takes out an ice cup from the bag and pours in the coffee he bought separately.
I put that black Americano in my mouth and washed away the remaining sweet taste.
Sit on the bed I was lying in just a moment ago.
He stares at me and taps the side.
“… Are you horny again?”
“No, are you crazy? “I.”
“Kang Joo-hyuk, you must have gone crazy once or twice.”
“Not today.”
… You just say that, and anyway, if you take your clothes off, they’ll attack you right away.
I know for sure that they will try to add the character 一 next to the character 正 that is already engraved on the chest.
Because you are that kind of man.
“So, what is it?”
“I don’t have anything I want to say, just.”
“…”
Pretend it’s not for nothing.
Pretending to be sweet.
I sit next to him who is acting cool and quietly listen to his breathing.
… Ha.
If the me from six months ago looked at me now, what would I think?
I’m probably going to be shaking because I’m not the one who did that.
How can you stay with a man like this?
How can you make a joke like that?
I think he’ll be so angry.
“… Ha-eun.”
“Oh, huh?”
“I’ve been getting a lot of emails asking me to advertise through your email address. “What should I do?”
“Advertising?”
“Uh. “Yes.”
“Wasn’t that spam email?”
“There are real ones too. Think about your views. “There won’t be any such contact.”
“… Really?”
So.
This reality is even more difficult to accept.
Just because I wore some slutty clothes and played the guitar, I got 100,000 to 200,000 views.
Even though I didn’t reveal my face, there are people who ask me for advertisements.
… Ah, now that I think about it.
I had that kind of contact a long time ago when I made my Instagram public.
I thought it was all a scam and blocked it.
Maybe,
Maybe not much has changed between then and now.
“Well, I think it’s difficult to place ads on other channels. “I think it would be better not to get it.”
“… If you say so, I will do so.”
“Or it would be okay to just sell a new channel. Things like health content or lookbooks. ASMR also gets a lot of views these days.”
“… Does that show your face?”
“It’s your choice.”
“It doesn’t matter if anything doesn’t come out. … Unless it takes a long time.”
I was originally.
Because he was this kind of person.
If someone pushes you, you are drawn to it.
Always a supporting role.
He declines the position of standing in front and leading even if it is given to him for freedom.
Such a timid woman.
… Sometimes I feel that way.
Singer, idol, whatever.
Even if I succeeded.
I thought maybe I wasn’t the kind of girl who couldn’t stand in the center.
“Okay then, I’ll think about it some more. “If I were to make a new one, I would probably use a different name and pretend to be a completely different person.”
“Why?”
“People who bother to investigate to see if it’s the same person will automatically do noise marketing.”
“… I see.”
I myself have not changed.
What has changed.
… That’s all.
“Well, it looks like I’ll get caught soon anyway… “If you get caught, you get publicity as soon as you get caught.”
“Why. … “Do I have big breasts?”
“… “Do I really need to say that?”
“Push… , Why? “You can guess who I am just by looking at my chest.”
“You have to guess.”
“… Then, would you like to guess by touch?”
“…”
I have always been this kind of woman.
I wanted to receive affection.
I wanted to get attention.
There was just no one to give it to.
I couldn’t feel any affection from people who only targeted my body.
Because he was the first person to target a woman like me.
“… How is it. Joo Hyuk. “It’s my heart that I touch every day.”
“I have no idea.”
Of course… , Maybe it’s because I have big breasts.
If that was all it took, Kang Joo-hyuk wouldn’t have wanted me this much, right?
The reason he is obsessed with me.
“You have trouble breathing like that?”
“It’s because I drank coffee.”
“The excuses are too long.”
… Me.
Because it’s Seo Ha-eun.
Because she is the daughter of the leader who kicked out Kang Joo-hyuk.
Because you once hated me.
Maybe even now.
A little bit.
“…”
Before you know it.
Come back behind my back.
I feel his breath on the back of my neck as he touches my heart.
Hot, humid breath.
After violating me like that.
Still excited by me.
A foolish man.
“… Joo Hyuk.”
“Why?”
“… “Master.”
“…”
… Just tell me what you like.
Breathing becomes noticeably rough.
An honest man.
“What did you two talk about while you were dropping her off… “What?”
“… “They asked me to marry them.”
“… “A joke?”
“Really.”
Not really.
Even things you don’t need to say.
Speaking honestly.
… Fool.
“What did you answer?”
“I said no.”
“… Did he give up with that?”
“No.”
“Then, … And then.”
“… After the contract is over, I will make you pregnant.”
“…”
… It’s like I’m living in a fantasy.
A man who is undeservedly happy.
“… “You didn’t refuse that, you.”
“How do I do that?”
“You can tell me you rejected it, idiot… ” .”
“… Why am I lying to you?”
While massaging my breasts.
Even after you attacked me like that all day today.
Still perverting with excitement.
Not really.
Embraced in your arms that don’t lie.
“… You lied. Meantime. A lot.”
“It’s different now than it was then.”
“What’s different?”
“Then… , Because I didn’t like you very much.”
“… Then now.”
“…”
… Only in this case.
Hold.
Keep your mouth shut.
I am hugged by you who just looks at me.
“… If that’s the case, shouldn’t you just marry her? He’s young and has a lot of money. … It’s pretty. “My breasts are big enough for you to like them.”
“I don’t like it.”
“Why?”
“I just don’t like what I don’t like. No reason. … “Just like you.”
“… “What am I?”
“Why do you like me?”
“…”
Only in this case.
… Even I don’t understand.
My heart.
To you who forcibly reveals it.
“… Why do you like it? “You trash rapist.”
“…”
“You’re a flirt. He’s a guy who gets horny and has sex with other women. … “Can’t I just throw it away?”
I am.
I bit my lips tightly.
With an expression that not even I can understand.
Looking at me affectionately.
Focus on his eyes
“…”
… Why.
Was I caught on a leash by this man?
As the saying goes.
They raped and took away my first child.
They force their way into the house and sit there.
They dress me in sexy clothes and make me take funny pictures.
After that, he himself up in those clothes and even covered left a video of them having sex.
Even having an affair with another woman.
It’s trash.
“… “Take off your clothes.”
“The answer is.”
“Take it off. … “I will answer.”
To that kind of man.
I stretched out my arms.
I ask you to take off the clothes on my body.
You can take it off by yourself.
Otherwise.
To him.
Leave everything to me.
“… You also. Take it off.”
“…”
Without a single thread.
I became a pure white page.
Likewise, without a single piece of cloth.
Revealing his deep inner thoughts.
Looking at you.
“… He said he would answer.”
I hug him tightly.
Pressing my chest against his torso
His stuff, still stiff and swollen, clings to my stomach.
Lay him down on the bed.
Pounce on him.
“You’re answering.”
… Looking down at him.
I answer with my body.
“What?”
“… Because when I see you, this is what happens.”
Like a puppy trained by its owner.
Just by hugging her, she was rubbing her her her her private part her her her, which was getting wet.
“… “What?”
“It happens like this. … “My body.”
I just touched my chest.
Even though his hand couldn’t even touch it, he was rubbing the nipple that had risen tautly.
“…”
“… “You made it like this, you idiot.”
Right now.
Because I want to get fucked.
… Better than him.
I wish the number of strokes would increase, even if only by one.
“… “Get me pregnant.”
“You took medicine, you.”
“I know, I know… Just. “Please think about it that way.”
The woman herself, ‘Seo Ha-eun’, was impatient.
To him.
Giving everything.
“Ha…”
… I am.
Holding the swollen cock in my hand.
In the vagina that is already ready to accept baby,
Push his her.
Before him.
As soon as possible.
“… Ha-eun.”
“… “Why?”
“Hinami, do you know what you promised her?”
“What is it?”
“… He said he would get me pregnant together after the contract was over.”
“…”
… At least.
Don’t be late.
“… “Someday, that is.”
“About three years later.”
“Why, I have to watch you cheat… To… ?”
“… You like it too.”
“What…”
I am,
Finally, he revealed his true feelings.
Hold my butt.
To him who bumps his her back her her her, hard, hard.
“… You are more than just a gym owner. “They prefer trash that even preys on idols and gets them pregnant.”
“What… Really…”
“You don’t like it?”
“I don’t know, really… Oh… ♡”
Before you know it.
Turn your body over.
They crushed me.
From above, puff, puff.
To him who puts me down.
“Hey.”
“What… Uh…”
“… “Major bitch who rejoices every time her tits are squeezed.”
“Why. Master… You’re… ♡”
“… Really, this fucking bitch…”
Kuung,
Kuung.
… The feeling of falling and being conquered by him.
I went ahead of him.
Because of a sense of superiority.
I hug him tightly with my whole body.
Listening to all kinds of dirty talk.
A lot.
I am being violated.
… By recording.
So much so that I want to show it to her.
Sticky.
Clasp your hands together.
Each other’s little fingers.
Kkook.
By tying it up.
