Chapter 262 - Min-seo and Ji-won
It was too vivid to be a midday hallucination.
On the way home from work, at the entrance of a deserted alleyway.
"Mmph...!"
Yoo Ji-won's gaze froze as if she'd been struck by lightning.
There were two people there.
Her newly appointed superior, Kang Min-seo.
And Han Chae-ryeong, who seemed to hold him in the palm of her hand.
Chae-ryeong was pouncing on Min-seo from behind.
It wasn't just a hug.
Her hand was explicitly gripping the curve of his buttocks over his dress pants.
"N-no... not here...!"
Min-seo trembled, trying to resist, but it was futile.
Chae-ryeong's touch was relentless, almost violating.
The way she moved her hand made it look like she was branding a piece of property.
Ji-won's heart sank into her stomach with a heavy thud.
'Holy shit.
What the hell is going on?'
Min-seo's body convulsed slightly.
His back swayed precariously, caught between oppression and pleasure.
As she stood there, overwhelmed by the bizarre atmosphere, the two were pulled into the shadows of a secluded, abandoned building.
Her reason screamed a warning.
Turn back.
Pretend you didn't see anything.
But her feet moved of their own accord.
Damp air seeped through the gaps in the cold brickwork.
The squelching sounds leaking out caught her ears.
Splat, squelch.
The raw friction of flesh hitting flesh and fluids mixing.
Ji-won approached the rusted iron door as if possessed.
Her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would shatter her ribs.
Creeeeak.
A tiny gap opened.
Beyond it, an unbelievable feast of obscenity was unfolding.
"Haaah! Ah, ahhh! Noona...!"
It was Kang Min-seo.
His usual neat, professional appearance was gone.
His pants were down around his ankles, and his shirt was disheveled, hanging wide open.
He was wailing, pinned against the wall by Chae-ryeong.
No, he was clinging to her.
"Feels good, doesn't it?
Min-seo.
Pretending you hate it while you're taking it this hard."
"Haa, ah! It's too... too deep...!"
A single ray of sunlight cut through the hazy dust.
Caught in that light, the space between Min-seo's thighs glistened.
A liquid that looked like a mix of vaginal fluid and semen was trickling down.
Min-seo's head tilted back.
His face was covered in tears.
He looked pained, yet his tongue was half-relaxed as he melted into the pleasure.
It was decadent.
It was provocatively stimulating to a destructive degree.
Yoo Ji-won forgot to breathe.
Without even blinking, she etched the sight into her mind.
'This is insane... This is crazy...!'
Sirens blared in her head.
This is voyeurism.
It's a crime.
I have to run away right now.
But despite her thoughts, her body reacted in the opposite way.
Throb.
A heavy heat pooled in her lower abdomen.
Her panties were already soaking wet, clinging to her thighs.
She couldn't bring herself to move.
As Min-seo's groans grew louder, Ji-won's breathing became more ragged.
"Ah, ahhh! I think... I'm going to cum...!"
"Hold it.
I didn't give you permission."
At Chae-ryeong's command, Min-seo panted and twisted his body.
That sight of desperate obedience was the detonator.
Slide.
Ji-won's hand moved toward her pants buckle without her even realizing it.
She'd lost control.
Hiding against the wall, she slid her hand into her pants.
"Haaah..."
Her fingers touched her soaked underwear.
She roughly rubbed her sensitized clitoris.
A tingling jolt of electricity shot straight to her brain.
Before her eyes was Min-seo's naked lower body; in her ears were his moans; and at her fingertips was the sensation of her own wet flesh.
'God, this is so good... I'm losing it...'
Reason had evaporated.
While peeping at the affair through the gap, Ji-won pleasured herself like a woman possessed.
"Nnnh... ha... haaa...!"
She bit her lip to swallow her moans.
Her fingers dug into her wet crevice, poking and prodding.
The squelching sound overlapped with Min-seo's groans.
The sense of immorality made it feel like she was right there with him.
That immense euphoria paralyzed her guilt.
Her hips twitched.
The climax was close.
The next day at dawn.
Ji-won was staring up at the ceiling with hollow eyes.
"...I should just die."
The words tumbled out of her mouth naturally.
The dawn air was chillingly cold.
She kicked off the blanket and stood up, but a massive wave of post-nut clarity hit her like a freight train.
"Damn it... what the hell did I do?"
Empty liquor bottles rolled around on the table.
The alcohol she'd gulped down all night tasted bitter.
But no matter how drunk she got, the memory wouldn't fade.
She had masturbated while peeping at her boss—her direct superior, no less—having sex outdoors.
Even while risking the danger of getting caught.
"Aaaaagh!!"
Ji-won clutched her head in agony.
Disgust welled up in her throat.
She felt like a total sexual deviant.
How was she supposed to look Kang Min-seo in the face?
But human defense mechanisms are a marvel.
The self-loathing that had hit rock bottom suddenly pivoted in a different direction.
"No... I'm not the one in the wrong here..."
Ji-won muttered, glaring at her shaking glass.
Her pupils trembled.
"I mean, seriously!
In broad daylight!
The two people having sex in an alleyway are the ones in the wrong, aren't they?!"
Yes, exactly.
Who told them to do that there?
It was basically an invitation to watch.
I'm the victim here.
I suffered a visual assault.
"I did nothing wrong!!
That pervert couple is the problem!!"
Ji-won huffed and puffed as she built a tower of rationalization.
She had to, or she felt like she'd bite her tongue off from the sheer embarrassment and self-loathing.
The real problem was going to work.
She wanted to throw her resignation letter in their faces this very second.
But reality was cold.
[Balance: 25,000,000 won]
The numbers stamped in her bank account were a stark reminder.
And then there was the shadow of the 'Organization' lurking behind them.
The rumors that Han Chae-ryeong was a Mafia Executive weren't just idle gossip.
If she took the money and ran or broke the contract, she'd probably end up inside a concrete barrel at the bottom of the ocean.
'Ha... my life is on the line. What choice do I have?'
Ji-won got up like a zombie and went to wash up.
Her face in the mirror looked haggard.
The office air was heavy.
Or rather, it was a weight that Ji-won felt alone.
......
Ji-won sat hunched over, practically hiding behind her monitor.
She was typing, but she didn't even know what she was putting on the screen.
All her nerves were focused on Kang Min-seo, who was sitting diagonally behind her.
'Please don't talk to me. Please. Just act like I'm not here.'
She chanted the prayer internally.
But life never goes as planned.
Click, clack.
The sound of dress shoes approached.
Ji-won's shoulders stiffened with a flinch.
"Ji-won-ssi."
A familiar, soft voice.
The same voice that had been wailing like a beast in that alleyway yesterday.
Ji-won slowly turned her creaking neck.
It was Kang Min-seo.
Dressed in a neat suit.
A tidy necktie.
He looked so clean that she couldn't even reconcile him with the disheveled mess from yesterday.
But a filter had been placed over Ji-won's eyes.
'Nnnh...!'
Over Min-seo's face, the afterimage of yesterday overlapped.
A face flushed red.
An expression soaked in pleasure, mouth open, saliva dripping.
A pale, naked body with his shirt stripped off.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Her heart began to beat erratically.
Obscene memories flooded her brain.
A ringing sound echoed in her ears.
"Are you feeling alright?
Your complexion looks really bad..."
Min-seo leaned down with a genuinely worried expression.
His face was suddenly very close.
In an instant, Ji-won's vision spun.
It didn't feel like he was approaching; it felt like he was pouncing on her.
Yesterday's sticky, squelching scene replayed in 3D before her eyes.
"If you're not well, maybe a hospital..."
"Gah...!"
It was pure instinct.
Ji-won let out a sharp cry and thrust her arm out.
Thwack!
A dull thud split the silence.
It was a precise, concise straight punch.
"Ack!"
Min-seo's head snapped to the side.
With a short yelp, he landed hard on his ass on the floor.
Red blood began to seep through the fingers clutching his nose.
"...Uh?"
Ji-won stared blankly down at her fist.
What did I just do?
To my superior's face?
To a man who's also a Mafia Executive...?
Fear and bewilderment surged like a tsunami.
This was beyond repair.
"H-hiiiieee... I'm so sorry!!"
Ji-won let out a loud shriek and kicked her chair back to stand up.
She didn't even think about helping Min-seo up.
She just bolted for the office door without looking back.
Slam!
The door closed, leaving only the sound of her frantic heels echoing down the hallway.
......
Min-seo sat on the floor, staring blankly at the door.
He rubbed his stinging nose.
He couldn't understand what had just happened.
"Just... what the hell was that?"
He had only asked because he was worried.
Why did she hit him?
And with a punch that was so perfectly aimed, no less.
Min-seo's eyes were filled with confusion.
Like the coffee cup on the desk growing cold, his morning and Ji-won's sanity were crumbling into pieces.