Chapter 188 - The Meaning of Min-seo's Existence
"Um... maybe... if you untie me..."
"Don't talk nonsense, Eonni."
"Are you planning to jump Minseo again because you're not thinking straight?"
"You're the one who broke the promise first, Baek Ha-young."
Right now, Hayoung was tied tightly to a chair with rope, being interrogated by the executives.
Seoyoung was the first to discover the situation. Around 7:00 AM, on her way back from the bathroom, she heard strange noises coming from behind Hayoung's bedroom door. Yawning, Seoyoung pressed her ear against the door to listen.
'Ngh-!! Ngh-!!'
'Ah-! Haa-!!'
Beyond the door, a man's voice was letting out frantic moans as if he were losing his mind... and a woman was crying out in ecstasy.
......
.......?
........Huh?
Hearing those sounds, Seoyoung's drowsy eyes flew wide open, nearly popping out of her head.
The only man in this mansion is Kang Minseo.
But a man's voice coming from behind that door could only mean one thing...
And those sounds were frantic moans...
Shit.
A disaster had struck.
It was obvious—Hayoung was fucking Minseo like crazy.
Rattle— Rattle—
Seoyoung frantically tried to open the door, but it was locked and wouldn't budge...
The moaning inside was getting even louder.
'Haah-! Haah-!! A little gentler—!!'
'Heuk— No. We don't have much time, you know?'
Soon, the sticky, lewd sound of them kissing came through loud and clear...
Seoyoung was about to lose her mind.
She said we shouldn't do anything lewd until Eonni gets her memory back.... This... crazy bitch...!!
"Hey— Baek Ha-young, you crazy bitch—!!"
Now she'd even stopped calling her Eonni, Seoyoung screamed through the crack in the door, but...
'Nngh-!! Nngh-!! I think I'm gonna cum again—!'
The two behind the door paid no attention and kept going at it like animals.
One by one, the executives woken by Seoyoung's shouts... their faces hardened as soon as they realized what was happening...
It took only a few seconds to pick the lock.
But the moment they opened the door, the executives were struck speechless by the stifling heat, the lewd smell, and the sight of Hayoung and Minseo on the bed, their bodies tangled together, slick with sweat, vaginal fluid, semen, and other secretions.
And now—back to the present.
Hayoung, knowing she'd fucked up, sat tied to the chair with her head hung low.
'Sigh... how did it come to this...'
Hayoung was replaying the memories of yesterday.
Her body felt electrified, and in a floating, ecstatic daze, she drove two fingers deep into her pussy without hesitation, stirring frantically.
She couldn't even remember how many times she'd climaxed.
Just thinking about Minseo made her cum over and over; Hayoung had been masturbating nonstop, driven by that addictive pleasure and her hunger for Minseo.
The fear that Minseo might hate her once he got his memory back seeped into her bones... and Hayoung was soothing her anxious body through masturbation.
Thinking of Minseo's bright smile.
Thinking of Minseo's big, pale cock.
Thinking of Minseo's cute, plump ass.
Before she knew it, her eyes glazed from multiple orgasms, Hayoung kept working her fingers.
"Ngh-!! Ngh-!! Minseo-yaaa-!!"
She was desperately calling his name, not even aware the door had opened.
At that moment—
There was a thud—a sign of someone outside the door...
"Hk-!"
Startled, Hayoung yanked her fingers out of her pussy and turned toward the door.
Who is it...?
The other executives?
Hayoung pulled her damp body upright and got out of bed.
Normally, she would have hurried to put on clothes or lock the door... but right now, Hayoung's mind was incredibly simple.
I want to see Minseo.
I want to fuck him.
I want to pounce on him without restraint.
The more she masturbated, the more vividly the sex she'd had with him flickered in her memory...
Hayoung could no longer be satisfied with just masturbation.
No matter how many times she came, she felt no relief.
That hot, surging feeling pushing all the way to the deepest part of her uterus.
She wanted to taste Minseo's big, magnificent cock.
Even if it's a dream, that's fine. Please. I want to see him.
Hayoung took a step, imagining how wonderful it would be if the person outside the door was Minseo.
There's no way that would happen...
When Hayoung pushed the door handle, wet with her own fluids, and saw the person hiding breathlessly beside it—
She felt the last shred of reason she'd been clinging to crumble away—shatter.
Minseo's round, trembling eyes looked up at her as he covered his mouth, looking cute.
How could she possibly leave a Minseo like this alone?
Hayoung's mind was already a mess from several rounds of masturbation...
Now, it didn't matter whether he had his memory or not.
The only thing that mattered was that she was going to fuck him like crazy right now.
"...Haah... so you were watching everything?"
"Hic... h... Hayoung-ssi... that's... not it..."
"What do you mean it's not? When your crotch is bulging like that." Hayoung smiled, feeling immense satisfaction that her masturbation had turned Minseo on.
"I guess watching me masturbate got you that... riled up? Your crotch is bulging like this."
"It's... it's a misunderstanding... Hayoung-ssi... please... just listen to me first..."
Just hearing Minseo's flustered voice made Hayoung's body tremble with dizziness.
Haah... haah... I love it so much... Minseo-ya...
Seeing Minseo's flushed cheeks and obvious panic, Hayoung could no longer hold back her excitement... she looked ready to pounce on him right there in the hallway.
"Shh. Shut up. Every time Minseo-nim talks, I feel like I'm gonna die from how horny I get—♡"
Forcing down the impulse to jump him right then, Hayoung grabbed his arm, her juices dripping down.
"Minseo... nim... I don't think I can hold back anymore."
Looking at his bulging crotch, Hayoung felt a happiness that made her heart feel like it would burst—and she dragged him into the room.
Then she locked the door.
After that... she lost all reason, shaking her white body, drenched in sweat, madly and violently...
And this was the result.
Minseo was fast asleep, pushed to the brink of passing out...
And she was tied tightly to a chair with rope.
"Ha... everyone, I'm sorry..."
She had to apologize first. She'd made that promise so confidently.
She'd said they wouldn't do anything lewd with Minseo until he got his memory back...
But she'd spectacularly broken that promise herself.
No matter how emotionally distraught or blinded by sexual desire she was, it was a shameful act for a mafia leader.
Hearing Hayoung apologize in a steady, serious tone, the executives, who had been furious, softened somewhat.
In truth, any executive who saw Minseo peeking at them masturbating wouldn't be confident they could resist pouncing on him.
So they understood her to some degree.
They were people with explosive sexual desires, ready to burst at any moment.
Was it called 'misery loves company'?
They understood each other's feelings.
And yet—at the same time, they were now rivals.
Because the man all the executives were after was only one: Kang Minseo.
"What should we do about Minseo now?"
Since he'd had sex with Hayoung while his memory hadn't fully returned... and violent sex at that. Chaeryeong thought the shock would be significant.
The kiss with Suhyeon could be brushed off somehow.
The dangerous incident where Seoyoung gave Minseo's cock a blowjob was also barely okay because he'd blacked out...
But... this major disaster Hayoung just caused... there were no words for it.
Minseo was fucked while perfectly sober until he was a wreck.
And looking at his condition, he'd already fainted, his hips still twitching.
Naturally, he'd remember everything he did with Hayoung.
Furthermore, it might be an intense memory.
The problem was... a situation could arise where he couldn't fully recover his memory because of this shock.
"Ha... I never imagined Hayoung was such a crazy bitch..."
Chaeryeong looked at Hayoung, who was hanging her head dejectedly, as if sorry for the bleak reality before them.
"Phew. It can't be helped. Since it's come to this, let's confess everything truthfully."
"Chaeryeong Eonni, is that really the best way..?"
Jiha asked, her face full of deep concern.
When he realizes that he wasn't a mafia leader but a slave... Minseo's expression was clear even without seeing it.
Shock, terror, and a sense of betrayal toward the executives he trusted.
Jiha wasn't confident she could bear those sharp emotions and expressions from Minseo.
But... there was no longer any way to deceive him.
They were backed into a corner.
That was exactly the situation the executives were in.
"Sigh... it can't be helped."
Seoyoung nodded in agreement.
The lies meant to protect him from shock had only snowballed, causing him even more unbearable shock, and Seoyoung's heart was heavy.
If I had known it would be like this... I should have just told the truth from the start.
She hated herself for constantly hurting him instead of helping him.
Closing her eyes, Seoyoung swallowed a bitter regret.
"Even if Minseo hates me... I will continue to devote myself to him."
Even if Minseo hated her and denounced her, Suhyeon decided she would steadfastly protect him, believing he had every right to feel that way.
Her heart would feel like it was tearing apart... but thinking of the gift of emotion he gave her—something no one else could give—and her own apologies and agony for failing to protect him, she was confident she could grit her teeth and endure even if Minseo cursed at her and treated her poorly.
Because it was certain that her life had changed significantly because of him.
She learned joy, and she learned sadness.
She learned to apologize, and she learned jealousy.
She learned anger... and she was able to learn love.
Suhyeon was someone who could learn these emotions purely through Minseo.
"Let's do that."
Yujin, who had been quietly observing the executives, also agreed.
Yujin was the one who realized she liked Minseo the latest.
At first, she had a strong desire to use him as a sex slave, but as time passed, the days she spent with him felt comfortable and warm.
Yujin, who had never felt warmth from a proper family her whole life, was somewhat satisfied after joining the mafia organization called Baekhwa, but it was far from enough to fill the empty space of the warmth she had lost.
And—Minseo had proudly filled that empty space.
She didn't know when he had slipped in, but she only realized it after he was gone.
That Minseo, who always smiled brightly and spoke to her persistently, had bloomed warmly inside her.
That he was like a spark fallen onto a vast snowfield.
Yujin, who only now realized this, wanted to hold onto him no matter what.
".....Kang Minseo..."
Hayoung quietly rolled Minseo's name around in her mouth.
Hayoung began to reminisce about the time she first discovered that Minseo was a police spy.
First, while closely investigating the internal members of the organization, the fact that Minseo was a police officer came to light.
Quietly, Hayoung broke into his office with her men.
Even though it was very late—Minseo was lying on the office sofa, fast asleep after drinking beer.
Click—
Hayoung aimed her gun without hesitation at the softly sleeping Minseo...
The muzzle was aimed terrifyingly, as if it would pierce Minseo's face at any moment.
Her cold gaze, which looked ready to fire at any second... began to soften slightly at the sight of his face.
Long eyelashes, a straight nose, and plump red lips contrasting with his pale face.
He looked so cute, yet handsome.
Though he was an executive, she hadn't seen much of him due to being busy... up close, his face was even more charming.
She crept closer.
Hayoung lowered the gun for a moment and approached his face.
His warm breath tickled the tip of her nose.
"Was he... always this handsome?"
Hayoung muttered, staring blankly at his face.
Swallowing unconsciously, Hayoung... turned to leave and instructed her men.
"Tie him up in the warehouse."
It was the signal flare that announced the start of Minseo's life as a slave.
From then on, as Hayoung tormented Minseo relentlessly—she was also slowly falling in love with him without realizing it.
If Minseo wasn't in the office, she felt a void; if he wasn't in the bedroom, she felt empty.
When drinking wine, it wasn't enjoyable if he wasn't by her side, and when bathing, she felt anxious if his body wasn't pressed against hers.
Spending countless hours with him, she realized that Minseo's smile always energized her.
At the same time—Hayoung realized that she now truly loved him.
What is true love?
While endlessly seeking the answer to that question and worrying, Hayoung faced numerous crises...
And only now could she know the answer.
True love... couldn't be answered with any other word.
It was simply Kang Minseo.
When Minseo took a rock for her, her vision went dark along with a ringing in her ears.
Minseo's eyes, with blood trickling from his head, lost focus and slowly closed...
At that moment, Hayoung felt a heart-wrenching sadness and despair for the first time in her life.
The thought of Minseo disappearing brought a sharp pain that squeezed her chest beyond endurance...
And tears flowed without stopping.
Her breathing became rapid and unsteady, the world spun dizzily; Hayoung couldn't keep her sanity.
A chilling fear, as if the world were completely collapsing.
A feeling, an emotion she never wanted to feel again.
Now, Minseo had become an indispensable part of Hayoung's life.