Chapter 168 – @22. Suspect
“Are you Kim Do-yeon and Kwon Na-eun?”
Someone opened up
“Right. Who are you?”
“I’m Seohee from the CS team.”
“Ban leader?”
The woman who had been silently listening until now also opened her mouth.
“Yes. Who are you?”
“I’m Jeong Ji-hye. Do you understand?”
“Chief Jeong?”
So, the four of them talked to each other.
And he started talking nonsense.
They were relieved that there were people they knew together in fear, but then they were terrified again by the reality that unknown people had captured them.
Time passed.
The fear grew.
It was all the more frightening because I didn’t know who had caught them and for what reason.
“I need to go home and cook…”
Such were the worries of married women who had left their families behind.
“Hey! Mom!”
Women, still virgins, burst into tears when the story of their families was mentioned.
“Hey! What should I do…”
Tears were contagious.
In a moment, the women all burst into tears.
Time passed again.
Everyone stopped crying.
However, the fear did not go away.
No. Their fear only grew as time passed.
“What the hell are you trying to do?”
“Where are you trying to sell it?”
“Where is human trafficking in the world these days…”
Since the opponent who had imprisoned them did not appear, each of them let their imagination run wild.
“I don’t know. There’s such a thing. That…”
Someone had a very terrible imagination.
“Capturing people and playing with organs…”
“Evil!”
A woman screamed.
“Don’t talk like that!”
“Black!”
Someone burst into tears
Tears started flowing again.
Time was on my side.
Just being locked up was enough to instill fear in them.
Now seems like the right time for the boss of the villains who kidnapped them to appear.
“Stay still.”
I rode the elevator and put on the blindfold I brought from Bora’s back.
“What else…”
Bora was about to say something, but she shut her mouth.
Because I know very well what I have to do anyway.
I covered Bora’s eyes and held the card down to the prison on the panel.
The elevator went down to the 8th basement floor without stopping once in the middle.
It’s something I always feel, but it seems like the elevator I’m riding on can’t be stopped from the outside if I use the card.
The elevator door opened and I led the blind Bora through her hallway and stood in front of the door.
When I open the door with the card again, the parlor comes out.
A sofa is placed on one side of the fairly large space, and there are two doors on the other side.
I opened the antique wooden door of the two doors and entered.
There is a large desk and a bed in the office that seems to be used by the prison manager.
I went to the middle of the office and stopped.
“Where are you?”
Seemingly uncomfortable with her eyes closed, Bora opened her mouth.
“Nikita Romanova.”
And I called her by another given name.
For an instant, Bora’s face hardened.
For a moment she doesn’t say anything.
I reached out and removed the blindfold from her face.
“Ah!”
As soon as her eyes light up, she looks at me and is startled.
Nikita Romanova doesn’t seem to understand what has happened to her yet.
And I watched in silence, not knowing how she would react.
Last time I told her I would kill her her.
And that must have been the scene she remembers at the end of her life.
Will she really remember that?
Or will everything be reset and start from scratch?
It seems to be the former.
“You! You. What have you done to me?”
Looking at those hostile eyes, it seemed that he still remembered the events of that day.
Great.
“Are you out of your mind? Nikita Romanova.”
I calmly called her name.
Before using the undercover agent Nikita Romanova costume again, I had two situations in mind.
One thing, of course, is her memory being completely reset.
In that case, there is no problem whatsoever. It is enough to faithfully play the role of a trustworthy superior.
And in the second case.
It is the case that she was raped by me that day, and she remembers the moment she was killed.
In this case, of course, she will show hostility towards me, so the story must be complicated.
“Tell me! Tell me! What happened now? Then I must be…”
She believed she was being killed.
And when I came to my senses, I was fully dressed and standing in front of me.
“Congratulations.”
“Yes? What?”
Undercover investigator Nikita must have been very taken aback by my words. Her eyes are shaking mercilessly.
“You passed my test.”
“Are you saying all of those things were tests?”
Somehow, a look of relief appeared on her face.
“Yes. I had a very risky plan to change the world in the future, and I needed someone I could really trust to do it.”
While I was talking, Bora listened in silence.
“I needed someone who would follow my instructions and who would never bare his teeth, even if he thought I had betrayed him. And you, Nikita Romanova, met that standard.”
I spat out the prepared comment.
Actually, it was a bit awkward. It’s because I’m not an actor.
But she didn’t seem suspicious of me, seeing Nikita’s face changing from time to time.
“Really… Was that really all a test?”
Nikita Romanova burst into tears.
What does it mean? Another sense of betrayal? Or relief?
Check it out and you’ll see.
“Come closer.”
Nikita Romanova followed my instructions without a moment’s hesitation.
Without warning, I grabbed her blouse and yanked it both ways.
Dududuk!
Her buttons came off and fell off and her blouse fell apart.
Her eyes twitched.
He continued to rip the blouse off her arm and unbuttoned her bra.
Nikita said she was still trying to figure out how to react and she just stared at me.
Rocking!
Bora’s chest trembled lightly.
You look great.
She just came back from having sex, but now that she thinks that this woman is not Bora but that she is Nikita who is loyal to me, her lower back feels heavy again.
“Take off the rest yourself.”
Bora looked at me silently and took off her clothes.
She takes off her bra hanging from her arm, takes off her skirt, stockings, and then the last of her panties.
The naked woman looked at me.
I pointed at my pants, and Bora followed her very command.
My pants came off, and so did her panties.
Having stripped off my bottom, Nikita stood up again and carefully took off her underwear as well.
“Then…”
Nikita, having done everything I ordered, awaited my next order.
“Shall we go to bed?”
“Yes.”
Looking at the face of Nikita, who responds incongruously, her heart skips a beat.
Come to think of it, Bora had never made me look like that before.
So this woman is obviously Nikita, not Bora.
Nikita went to bed and sat down softly.
“I…”
She can’t make eye contact with me and her.
“It’s an order. Lie down and spread your legs.”
“All right.”
Bora, who responded vigorously, spread her legs and lay in the middle of the large bed, looking at me with her blushing face.
“I will take your body. Any objection?”
“Yes.”
Nikita’s body trembled slightly as she barely opened her mouth.
I had her go ahead of her and insert her back into her.
It’s a woman’s body that I tasted to my heart’s content until just 30 minutes ago, but somehow the feeling is different.
It felt like we were mixing our bodies for the first time today.
“Ummm…”
Nikita put her hands up to cover her face and let out her groan.
“Are you ashamed? If you’re an undercover investigator, you’ll go through a lot. What if you’re ashamed of this?”
“But…With the head of the headquarters…”
“Isn’t this the first time? Take her hands off her face.”
“But a crane!”
Bora managed to get her hand away.
And in her eyes, I could read an emotion I hadn’t seen before.
“Umm… Chief… Hak!”
Nikita opened his arms and demanded a hug from me.
When I leaned over her, she hugged me without hesitation.
It was very enjoyable sex.
Sex with Bora was always a mixture of pleasure and hatred.
But this time the sex was full of affection.
“Haa! Great. I’m so happy.”
The words that came out of her eyes and mouth as she looked at me were full of joy.
Is that simply a setting due to the costume?
Or could it be that Bora has been expressing some of the emotions she has been building up until now?
I wanted to ask you once.
But no one here can answer that.
“Haha…”
Bora, who reached her climax, still looked at me with eyes full of her emotions.
“It was good. Really.”
Suddenly. I thought I would like to hear this from Bora as well.
But at the same time, I also think that I would never want to create such a situation.
She fears that if her hatred turns into her affection, she will never be able to get it back.
So let’s be content with one Nikita being her love.
For a moment we looked at each other and exchanged eyes full of affection.
And without realizing it, they kissed each other.
Then we started having sex again.
For a while, I was frantically enjoying Bora, who was giving me affection.
Suddenly she opened her mouth.
“Chief…”
Nikita Romanova seemed to have something to say to me.
“I… Last time…”
“Speak. Without hesitation.”
“Like last time, being tied up…”
The shy expression of undercover investigator Nikita Romanova amuses me.
“Did you like that?”
“I don’t know if I liked it. But now that I think about it, I liked it.”
Shy but falling words
“Then remember. There’s nothing to tie right now, so shall we do it with this?”
I got off the bed and undid the belt of her trousers, tying her arms behind her back.
Joy flashes in Nikita Romanova’s eyes.
“Chief.”
“Huh?”
“I… I can tolerate a little rough behavior.”
Nikita Romanova’s tastes are pretty obvious.
Why? Was it like that from the beginning?
Or did her experience of her last death make her that way?
If it was like that from the beginning, would that be Bora’s preference?
Or the taste of Nikita Romanova?
Deep thoughts in many ways.
Slap!
I lightly slapped her on the butt first.
“Ugh!”
She thought it was mild, but it seemed to hurt more than she thought.
She complains of her pain
“Haha!”
But why was he shaking her ass like that and letting out her weird moans?
“Are you sick?”
“It hurts. But if you think it’s a mission given by the head of staff, you can bear it.”
She was a truly likable woman.
She was full of loyalty only to me.
Bora grabbed my hand and dragged her.
With her own neck.
I was holding her neck softly before I knew it.
Bora’s head went behind her and her eyes almost closed.
She was enjoying
The moment of her death she faced.
It’s hard to say for sure, but the experience seems to have left her with some kind of sexual stimulation.
Suffering, strangulation, and the fear of death overtook me seemed to have left me with great pleasure.
I could understand a little bit.
That day, she felt great pleasure in the pain of death.
Of course, it is because of the setting 〈 overlapping 〉.
That day we had sex that was almost double digits.
She had never done so much in one night, neither to her nor to me.
As a result, it is impossible to get a sense of how much the effect of overlapping pleasure will be.
– The level of pleasure you can get from stacking far exceeds the pleasure you can get from gambling or drugs.
– There is no limit to the pleasure an actor can feel.
I felt pleasure without limits.
At the same time, I felt the fear of death.
It is no wonder that the fear of death and indescribable pleasure are identified in her mind.
