Vol 1 Ch 20

“Crying now, too?”

Was there really anything worth crying about? CEO Jang’s sharp eyes narrowed mockingly. He seemed quite satisfied with my ridiculous face pressed against his lower body. He forcefully rubbed my cheek with his coarse thumb, pressing so hard it felt like he might erase my dimples entirely.

“If you’re so worried, why don’t you make me finish quickly?”

“…….”

“If you succeed, I’ll call a doctor to treat him.”

Though CEO Jang was a b**t**d, he had never once broken a promise. I opened my mouth wide and took CEO Jang’s c*ck in. As I teased his tip with my tongue, I heard the sound of him gulping in the quiet room.

“Is this all you can do?”

At his words, I hurriedly swallowed his c*ck down to the base. The tip pressed hard against my throat. My face flushed bright red from the strain. I tried to endure it, but I couldn’t suppress the nausea rising up.

*Puh!* I spat out his c*ck and clutched my throat. Dry coughs burst out of me one after another. CEO Jang looked down at me with a disdainful expression.

“How can you show no improvement?”

“…….”

“You said you were just a s**t desperate for my c*ck, Seo Suwon. But I don’t see it.”

CEO Jang furrowed his brows slightly, feigning pity.

“Seo Suwon, I’m a businessman. If you keep doing it like this, I can’t afford not to calculate my losses.”

“I-I can do better.”

I immediately bent down to his lower body again. I stuck out my tongue and l**ked from his firm tip down his thick c*ck. CEO Jang exhaled a long breath through his nose. His eyes, momentarily closed in satisfaction, lazily opened again.

“You said you could do better.”

Is this the best you can do? His mocking voice softly asked. Even though his eyes were clearly steeped in pleasure, he pretended not to be, pushing me further.

As I worked eagerly on his c*ck, I suddenly recalled Lee Jinseok s**king on CEO Kim’s s**otum. Tilting my head, I took CEO Jang’s balls into my mouth. For a man whose face rarely showed emotion, his expression momentarily twisted.

CEO Jang’s s**otum was larger than most, making it hard to fit everything into my mouth. My cheeks bulged as I held them, my tongue working diligently inside.

CEO Jang’s black shoes, planted firmly on the rug, began to shift. Having lost control, he rubbed my nose against his c*ck and even poked at my dimples with his tip.

“…Mmm.”

Even with CEO Kim bleeding beside us, CEO Jang was as carefree as ever.

“I wondered where you’d been going all week.”

I looked up at him without a word. My vision swayed erratically.

“Turns out you were busy s**king on that guy’s balls during that time?”

He suddenly lifted me off the floor and placed me on the table. Blood spurted from my knee, which had been cut by glass shards. CEO Jang, merciless as ever, seemed annoyed by it, pressing his palm hard against the wound. Blood gushed out like a fountain. Clicking his tongue, CEO Jang pulled off his tie and pressed it to my knee.

As he tied the fabric around my knee, I trembled, staring at CEO Kim through the gap over CEO Jang’s shoulder. Earlier, CEO Kim had been trembling ever so slightly. Now, there was no movement at all.

Soon, CEO Jang’s thick fingers entered me. I gasped, throwing my head back.

“Did this guy go in here too?”

I shook my head frantically, writhing under his hand.

“…N-no.”

“Then why are you so loose?”

CEO Jang knew exactly where to touch me to make my body shake. His fingers pressed the right spots, and I squirmed uncontrollably.

“…Ugh!”

“How can I believe you?”

He stared at me silently for a moment, then his eyes sparkled with a sudden thought.

“I just got a fun idea.”

Filled with dread, I clenched around his fingers still inside me. My inner walls tightened, and I could feel them gripping his fingers. CEO Jang smiled darkly and said something unbelievable.

“Let’s see if I can fit my balls into your a**, Seo Suwon.”

“Th-that’s not possible.”

“Why not? You’re already a sl*t who’s stuffed three golf balls in there, right?”

He added, “I only have two.”

CEO Jang fondled his s**otum and moved it toward my opening.

“I-I might really tear apart.”

He cleared his throat, then asked in an unexpectedly generous tone, “Is that what you’re worried about?”

“Yes,” I replied, still doubting him but clinging to him like I was grasping at the last straw.

“If it tears, I’ll put it in your mouth, Seo Suwon.”

…You b**t**d.

I glanced at CEO Kim again. He looked seriously critical, as if he needed to be taken to the hospital immediately. With no other choice, I tightly closed my eyes and spread my legs for him. CEO Jang aligned his s**otum at the entrance and then slowly began to push it inside. It felt like forcing a full pouch into a narrow space.

“…Ugh!”

The shape of my inner walls wasn’t suited for something like that. The pressure of his s**otum stretching the opening was overwhelming, and I kicked my legs wildly, suspended in the air, unable to control myself. CEO Jang’s forehead wrinkled in discomfort as well. Normally, he moved his body with smooth precision, but this time, even he struggled.

“Ah, ah… hng!”

Realizing that his initial plan wouldn’t work, he adjusted. Instead of trying to push both sides in at once, he inserted one part first, then the other.

His s**otum bulged inside me. It felt like a foreign organ was lodged in my body, one that brought nothing but pain. Once he got used to it, CEO Jang began to move his hips.

“Haa, haa.”

“Hnn, haa… hng!”

He thrust inside me with his balls, while his hand rapidly stroked his own member. It felt like he was using me as an accessory to his own pleasure. What had seemed like my body about to tear eventually stretched to accommodate his balls, holding it with elasticity. Unlike the sharp stabs from his c*ck, this felt like my insides were being pushed upward by a heavy force.

CEO Jang’s thick g**ns poked into the hollow of my inner thigh. His dark red member stood out starkly against my pale skin, its presence unmistakable.

Finally, thick c*m spurted out. CEO Jang, touching himself, e**culated onto my thigh.

“…Ha!”

The raw scent pierced my nostrils, already numbed by the stench of blood.

“…D**n.”

CEO Jang let out a deep laugh after releasing onto my thigh. He seemed delighted by this new game he had discovered. I covered my eyes with my forearm, barely able to swallow the despair welling up inside.

He pulled away from me, reached into his pocket, and took out his phone. I heard him talking into the receiver.

“Room 420. Come in and clean this up.”

I saw the c*m on my thigh. The sticky white lines resembled spider webs, sending a chill down my spine. I shivered involuntarily.

***

And a few days passed.

In the quiet room, the sharp ringing of the phone pierced through, grating on my nerves. I had picked up and put down the silent phone more times than I could count, thinking I was hearing things. Hoping it was just another hallucination, I grabbed the receiver. But no, a man’s voice came through, crushing my hope.

“Get ready.”

With just that one command, the line went dead. I glared at the beeping receiver and muttered a habitual curse under my breath.

“…B**t**d. I hope you die.”

After spitting out the curse, I felt slightly more at ease. I took a long, thorough shower. I scrubbed my body, washing my hair with soap, letting the water flow over me.

From outside the shower booth, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing. It seemed CEO Jang had arrived. I hurriedly rinsed off the remaining soap from my body, threw on a robe, and stepped outside. CEO Jang hated being kept waiting.

He was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. As always, he was trampling over the expensive rug with equally expensive shoes. He probably had no idea how much effort the staff put into cleaning that thing. Not that he needed to know.

“…You’re here.”

I walked toward him, and his bored eyes drifted to the space between my legs. As I moved, the hem of my robe parted slightly, giving him a glimpse of my legs. His previously dull eyes glistened with interest. Disgusting pervert. How much did he enjoy a man’s body?

CEO Jang straightened his upper body. If he spread his legs, it meant he wanted me to kneel between them, and if he sat upright like this, it meant I should climb onto him.

I parted the robe and straddled him. My pale thighs, as white as the robe, were exposed. His hand touched my bandaged knee, and a disturbing sense of being violated washed over me.

“CEO.”

I called out to him, my breath shallow. CEO Jang grabbed my hips.

“What happened to CEO Kim?”

That day, the men CEO Jang had called in took CEO Kim away. I could only watch from behind CEO Jang’s shoulder, hidden from view. After that, I hadn’t heard anything about him.

A wrinkle formed between CEO Jang’s brows. His face, clearly displeased, startled me, making me shrink back. But even through his discomfort, he let out a slow m**n.

“I heard he regained consciousness.”

“…Will CEO Kim retaliate?”

CEO Jang tilted his head slightly, as if surprised by the question, and asked, “Hmm, why do you ask?”

“I don’t think he’ll just let it go.”

Then CEO Jang said something unexpected.

“Are you afraid he’ll kill me?”

When CEO Jang said “kill,” it carried a weight different from when others used the word. I, too, felt the gravity of his words, as if I understood the kind of “killing” he meant. I shook my head slowly, heavily.

“…No.”

CEO Jang looked at my face and chuckled, then spoke something I couldn’t quite grasp.

“When was it you wished I would just die?”

I looked at him, confused. Of course, there had been many times when I wished he’d die. But I had only ever said it to myself, or muttered it under my breath when alone. I would never, not even by accident, say something like that in front of him. I wasn’t crazy.

CEO Jang stared at me intently, and I realized, with a sinking feeling, that he wasn’t joking. At that moment, a memory flashed in my mind.

‘…B**t**d. I hope you die.’

My body jolted in shock. Like a malfunctioning robot, I slowly lifted my gaze from the ground. It was an absurd thought—completely impossible. How could he… But the look on his face told me otherwise. He laughed, almost as if he was amused by how stupid I was.

“What did you think it was then?”

CEO Jang pointed to something behind me. His gaze landed on the safe in the room. …The safe? What did the safe have to do with anything? My heart began pounding erratically, as if it already knew something was wrong. He chuckled quietly as he watched me in my confusion.

“Did you really think I was giving you a reward?”

His words echoed in my mind.

‘Where have you been going all week?’

Where have you been going all week? CEO Jang had said that, like someone who had seen it all himself. My fingers trembled as they gripped his shoulders. Every drop of blood in my body felt like it had turned to ice.

As I stood there, pale and trembling, CEO Jang leaned in close and whispered menacingly into my ear.

“Where did you stash the money CEO Kim gave you?”

…It was then I realized the truth. The web I was caught in was far more cruel and twisted than I had ever imagined.

“…Mr. Suwon.”

The sudden ring of the phone in the room interrupted the tension, sending chills crawling up my arms. Over the piercing sound, the man’s voice slithered into my ears, low and unnerving.

“I asked, where is it?”

His voice alone was enough to rouse every nerve in my body. But it wasn’t just his voice. His gaze, his scent, his very presence pressed down on me, so overwhelming that I felt like I was tied up, unable to move. His eyes, searching for the money, swept the room, dark pupils glinting like blades.

“You didn’t hide it under the bed this time.”

At the mention of the bed, my eyes squeezed shut. I was sure I had hidden it deep enough to be out of sight. Could he have seen me stash the money beneath the bed? 

“……”

I recalled the past. That morning when I told him I wouldn’t take the payment, CEO Jang had stormed out after an unprovoked fit. He hadn’t come back for a while after that.

When my uncle called, asking for more money, I went to see him again. I still remember—he was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. From where I stood, I couldn’t see the screen. I had no interest in what he was watching, and I didn’t bother asking.

But that day, I remember him asking me this.

“Where were you for the last 30 minutes?”

Without moving my head, I shifted my gaze to the man. Could it be… even back then, was he watching me?

The sharp ring of the phone echoed again like a warning. Yet the man ignored it completely, his eyes fixated on me. Cold as ice, he spoke.

“Shall I search every corner of the room? Like a game of hide and seek? All while I’m inside you.”

“……”

“Just saying it turns me on.”

The clashing noises of the ringing phone and his voice filled the room, overwhelming my senses until my head throbbed. The man gripped my hips and started moving me back and forth. His heated desire was in stark contrast to his icy tone and expression.

With a pale face, I asked him, “Why?”

My eyes locked onto the cold metal object in the corner.

“Why that thing?”

Was it just my imagination, or was something glinting near the handle? A chill ran through me. The thought that a lens might be recording my face, my screams, filled me with horror. I wanted to run, but the man’s firm grip on my hips kept me in place.

CEO Jang grabbed the back of my neck, treating me more like an animal than a human. He flipped over my limp hand, inspecting it like a predator. He stared at my fingers, unnaturally smooth and eerie to the touch, then narrowed his eyes, laughing softly.

“Not a single fingerprint.”

His dark eyes gleamed in his sharp, elegant gaze. They reminded me of ripe olives, the kind you’d want to stab with a pointed skewer and feed to pigs.

I bit down hard on my lower lip and glared at him. My dry, tired eyes stung, but CEO Jang’s expression shifted quickly as he leaned in and spoke low.

“If you run, I won’t have a way to track you, will I?”

I cast my gaze beyond his shoulder, focusing on the phone on the side table. The call button usually blinked red when the phone rang, but this time, there was no light.

So, the phone… wasn’t ringing at all. Yet, I could still hear the shrill ring echoing in my ears.

<To be continued in Volume 2>