Chapter 258 - Outdoor Alleyway
The silence was suffocating.
The atmosphere was as cold as a forgotten iced Americano left sitting on a cafe table.
Ji-won was polite.
Excessively polite—and that was the problem.
She stood up from her seat and straightened her clothes. Her gaze was steady, but deep inside, contempt, confusion, and a strange curiosity simmered.
It was the look of someone observing a rare monkey at the zoo.
Minseo desperately forced the corners of his mouth upward.
His smile trembled like a convulsion, miserably distorted.
"Um, I'm sorry. Ji-won-ssi. There's been a... slight misunderstanding."
His voice was a pleading whisper.
He shot desperate glances at Chae-ryeong, sitting next to him, begging for help with his eyes.
But Chae-ryeong just shrugged.
"What misunderstanding? Hehe."
Fanning the flames. No—pouring gasoline on a fire.
Ji-won gave a curt nod, as if she didn't want to hear any more.
"I'll head out first. I'll be in touch."
A brisk farewell.
She left the cafe without looking back.
Ting-.
The cheerful bell sounded like a death sentence to Minseo.
An empty table.
Minseo's pride—which had just moments ago held up the facade of a 'professional employer'—shattered into pieces.
His heart ached like an icicle had pierced it.
'Damn it, I'm screwed...'
Ji-won's final gaze replayed endlessly in his mind.
It was clear.
'Womanizer.'
'Pervert.'
'Promiscuous Mafia.'
He felt like every negative label had been branded onto his forehead.
He wanted to run out and grab her by the pant legs to explain himself.
But his feet wouldn't move. They felt heavy as lead.
And the culprit behind this mess, Han Chae-ryeong, sat leisurely beside him with her chin resting on her hand.
"Noona..."
Minseo's voice came out as a low growl.
"Why are you interfering like this..."
His tone was a mix of anger, shame, and unavoidable servility.
Chae-ryeong watched his expression with keen interest.
The corners of her mouth curled mischievously.
"Hehe~ Me? What did I interfere with?"
Shameless. Like a cat playing with a mouse, her eyes gleamed with amusement.
Minseo let out a deep sigh. Getting angry here was useless—she'd only enjoy it.
He did his best to stay composed.
"Ji-won-ssi... not knowing about our relationship helps with the security work."
"Oh, really?"
Chae-ryeong stood up. Minseo had no choice but to follow.
They stepped into a narrow alley connected to the back door of the cafe. Secluded, but still outdoors.
Chae-ryeong pressed herself tightly against Minseo's back.
"Our relationship? What kind of relationship is that?"
At the same time, a firm grip clamped down on his buttocks.
Squeeze.
"Hup!"
Minseo's chin jerked up.
Chae-ryeong's grip was fierce. She grabbed a handful of his buttock flesh and started kneading it slowly, like working dough.
Her fingertips cleverly dug into the crack between his cheeks.
"Ngh..."
A stifled groan escaped.
Along with shame, an unfamiliar heat surged up his spine to his brain.
"Answer me, Minseo-ya. Hmm?"
"Noo, Noona... we're outside..."
Minseo frantically scanned their surroundings. No one was passing by. But anyone could pop out at any moment.
His heart pounded like it would explode—from fear or excitement, he couldn't tell.
"Anyway... nngh... Ji-won-ssi not knowing about our relationship... ugh... is what I mean by it being helpful..."
Chae-ryeong's touch didn't stop. If anything, it grew more insistent.
She slapped his rounded buttocks with her palm and rubbed them in circular motions. A rhythmic, practiced movement.
Minseo's breathing turned ragged. Beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead.
"Why would not knowing about our relationship be more helpful? Explain it in a way I can understand."
She pressed her lips close to his ear, her whisper sweet and sticky. Her hot breath tickled his earlobe.
The depravity of the situation. The thrill of being outside—something he hadn't felt in a long time.
Minseo's body responded honestly.
"Noo, Noona... please let go of my buttocks..."
"No."
Firm.
"I'll let go once you finish explaining. Make it clear."
Chae-ryeong suddenly spun him around to face her. The hand that had been behind his back slid smoothly to the front.
Her touch traveled down his firm thighs and crossed into dangerous territory.
Minseo's pupils trembled violently.
"Ji-won-ssi... thinks our relationship is just between a normal Executive and... another Executive..."
It was hard to keep talking, because Chae-ryeong's hand finally brushed past his crotch.
Even that slight contact made his waist jerk upward.
"And?"
Chae-ryeong smirked and pinned him against the wall.
Thud. The cold texture of bricks pressed against his back. No escape.
Her hand now openly grabbed his most sensitive area.
"Ahk...!"
"Keep going. I'm listening."
She applied pressure slowly but surely. The touch transmitted through his shirt and dress pants was unmistakable.
Minseo's face flushed red as a ripe tomato.
"If... nngh...! If this... lewd relationship of ours... is revealed vividly..."
"If it's revealed?"
"In doing security work... nngh... there could be... psychological changes..."
It was half groan, half speech. His shirt collar was soaked with sweat, clinging to his neck.
His penis was already swollen, straining so hard the buckle of his pants seemed to scream.
Shameful. His dignity as an employer was nowhere to be found—he was panting like a male in heat.
But Chae-ryeong didn't stop.
"So? What happens if there are psychological changes?"
She asked coldly, feigning ignorance. At the same time, she squeezed tighter.
"Aaah!"
A scream tore from Minseo's mouth. The borderline between pleasure and pain.
His legs wobbled.
"Huff... haa... there'll be setbacks in the security work... and eventually... ngh... I could end up in danger... please..."
"Hmm."
Only then did Chae-ryeong stop her hand. But she didn't let go—she just loosened her grip.
Minseo leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. A mess.
His black hair, neatly combed back, now fell disheveled over his forehead. His eyes were red and moist.
But what stood out most was his penis, straining against his pants like it might tear through.
A completely broken appearance. The picture of a submissive man.
"Fine. I'm somewhat convinced."
Chae-ryeong nodded. She grabbed his chin and forced him to look at her.
Minseo's unfocused pupils shook.
"Haa... haa... is it over now?"
He let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to go home and take a cold shower. No more embarrassment.
But the look in Chae-ryeong's eyes was different. Her gaze wasn't on his face—it was fixed on his bulging crotch.
A deep, greedy stare.
"Hmm... but Minseo's penis is so excited?"
"Pardon...?"
Chae-ryeong wet her lips with her tongue. She glanced around and spotted the entrance to an old building deeper in the alley. An abandoned structure with a 'For Rent' sign.
Goosebumps rose on Minseo's spine. An ominous premonition flashed through his mind.
"Noo, Noona? Let's just get in the car first and..."
"No, Minseo-ya."
Chae-ryeong wrapped her arms firmly around his waist. Her eyes shone brilliantly.
"I'm very excited. Right now."
"What? Right now? Here?"
"Yes. When you're this cute, how can I hold back?"
Minseo tried to step backward.
"It's dangerous here...! What if someone sees...!"
A cry close to a scream. But to Chae-ryeong, it was just pleasant flirting.
"Just follow me quietly."
She didn't hesitate. Before Minseo could resist, her arms slid under his knees and back.
Heave-ho—
"Ugh!"
It happened in an instant. Minseo's body lifted into the air.
The so-called 'princess carry.' A man dangling in a woman's arms.
"Noo, Noona! Let me go! People will see!"
Minseo struggled, but Chae-ryeong's arms were solid as steel.
Meanwhile, vaginal fluid was already flowing thick and uncontrollable between her thighs.
"Stay still, or you'll fall."
Chae-ryeong smirked and strode toward the building entrance.
That place, shrouded in deep darkness, was a perfect heaven and hell for them.
Minseo closed his eyes tight, resigned.
Today was going to be a very, very long day.