Vol 2 Ch 9

The only sound in the hallway leading to the lounge was the quiet patter of rain. I stopped for a moment when I noticed something moving slowly. At the end of the hallway, someone was leaning against the window, smoking. Next to the figure was a familiar golf bag. That dark black one definitely belonged to CEO Jang.

“Hey.”

The guy smoking like a chimney called out to me. I silently stared at him, feeling the blood in my veins cool.

He crumpled something in his hand and threw it at my face. I could have dodged, but I let it hit me. Thud. The ball of paper hit my face and fell to the ground.

It was the fifty-thousand-won bill I had given him. He spat out a curse.

“I’m not taking your filthy money, you bastard.”

Spitting at my feet, he shoved his hands into his pockets and turned away like he had seen something disgusting.

Normally, I would have just let him go. But tonight, with the alcohol hitting me hard, something inside stirred. My lips twitched involuntarily. Before I knew it, words were spilling out of my mouth.

“I earned that money doing the same filthy shit.”

My voice echoed in the hallway. He definitely heard me, but kept walking. At my next words, though, he stopped dead in his tracks.

“The money you stole.”

His face twisted like crumpled paper, and he stomped toward me. His footsteps boomed down the hallway. 

“…Here we go again, you son of a bitch.”

I didn’t avoid the guy’s gaze but stared right back at him.

“You were spying, weren’t you?”

He looked at me for a moment, then ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek. Blowing out a puff of air, he began to spit his words through clenched teeth.

“…Yeah, f*ck it. To be straight with you, I saw your little shit hoarding money and crawling up into the mountains.”

He added bitterly.

“You really don’t know? It’s no secret that you’re f*cking CEO Jang. Even the rats in here know how filthy you are.”

“…”

“And yet, that same bastard keeps crawling back into the mountains at night? Who wouldn’t be curious about that? And that fake ID you got—what a cheap, shoddy knockoff.”

I listened to his confession without even blinking. The revulsion I felt made me want to shudder.

“I figured there’d be a big score, so I checked it out. But, f*ck.”

He paused for a moment, lowering his voice.

“I tore that mountain apart, but I didn’t find a single cent.”

He took another step closer, bringing his face right up to mine, leaving barely enough space to slip a finger between us as he hissed.

“Got it, you little shit?”

“…”

“I’m not lying.”

His ragged breath poured over my face. The stench of his cigarette was so overwhelming that my fists clenched involuntarily at my sides. I wanted nothing more than to grab him by the collar and beat him into a bloody mess like I did that day.

“Believe me or don’t. Do whatever the f*ck you want. But if you show up in front of me again, you’ll be dead. Got that?”

“…”

“Disgusting bastard.”

He gathered up all the filth he could muster from deep inside and spat it onto the floor. The wet stain his spit left on the marble floor was as clear as the venom in his words. His look of contempt brushed my face before falling away.

His footsteps echoed as he walked off, as if everything was settled. I stood there, watching his figure grow smaller and smaller. His voice echoed in my mind like thunder. “I’m not lying.”

“…”

I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek.

Did he really think I’d believe him? How many thieves confess to their crimes? If he were the type to admit anything, he wouldn’t have stolen in the first place.

The sensor light, which had been flickering on and off, finally went out. Yet I stood there, in the corner of the darkness, glaring at the hallway where he’d disappeared.

Suddenly, the light at the end of the hallway turned on. And then, I heard footsteps. The steady rhythm of shoes hitting the ground. Not a step faster, not a step slower, just steady.

The hallway lights turned on in sync with the man’s steps. The light directly behind me was next.

The footsteps echoed, and the light above me flickered on. A large shadow appeared and swallowed the one clinging to my feet. Slowly, I turned my head, a sense of dread creeping over me.

Behind me, CEO Jang stood there.

“…”

His eyes lingered on the mark the other guy had left behind. Narrowing his gaze, he seemed to assess the situation before asking me, almost interrogatively.

“What the hell were you doing?”

His eyes targeted me like I was prey. Those dark pupils pierced through me, calculating, as if he was already making assumptions. The more intently he focused on this, the more the sharp angles of his face seemed to twist.

A moment passed. Finally, he spoke. He diagnosed me with one word.

“You look confused.”

His tone was full of certainty. I couldn’t meet his gaze any longer and dropped my eyes. My calves and heels tensed up, as if I were preparing to bolt. The feeling was involuntary. I had this irrational urge to flee, to throw open a door and run somewhere far away.

“Who shook you up like this?”

CEO Jang took a step closer, and I instinctively stepped back. But of course, the man with the foul temper didn’t allow me to retreat.

He swiftly grabbed my arm. I couldn’t even let out a sound as he pulled me toward him. My head was spinning, words screaming in my mind. It hurts!

“I asked you a question.”

His eyes demanded an answer. Who did this to you? I had no answer to give. My hair stood on end in fear, but I couldn’t even understand where this dread was coming from.

His cold gaze chilled the sweat trickling down my neck. My entire body shivered, and my lower lip trembled.

“No matter how I look at it, that’s a frightened face.”

He asked himself this time.

“So why is my dear Suwon so scared?”

His smooth tongue twisted as he formed the sentence. For a moment, the tip of his tongue looked like it was split, like a snake’s. I blinked and looked again, but it was back to normal. Sleek, sharp, like a lizard’s tail… And with that sly tongue, he spoke.

“Are you afraid of me?”

“…No, sir.”

I instinctively denied his words, pulling my shoulders in and desperately avoiding his gaze. It felt like that was the only defense I had left. He smiled wide, but his eyes still carried that unsettling chill. His eyes were so deep and dark that I couldn’t tell where they ended, and there wasn’t even a hint of amusement in them. The eerie gap between his smiling mouth and his cold eyes made my legs tremble.

“Another lie.”

CEO Jang answered his own question, the one not even I knew the answer to.

“You’re always afraid.”

Who shook you up like this? He seemed to have chosen himself as the answer to his own question.

“I know far more about you than you think, Suwon.”

I kept my mouth shut, as if I’d forgotten how to speak. I stared at him, frozen like ice. CEO Jang suddenly ran his tongue across his bottom lip. It looked like he was savoring something.

He suddenly changed angles, lowering his face toward mine. Then he bit my earlobe, grinding it between his teeth like he was chewing on a piece of meat. The scene of him tearing apart ribs, devouring the meat, flashed in my mind. He didn’t leave a single scrap of flesh, tossing the bones aside when he was done. So that’s what it means when they say someone can’t even leave the bones behind.

“…Ugh, hngh.”

His lips moved down from behind my ear, trailing along my neck. He kept expanding his territory, pushing me toward the wall like a trapped rat. I stared into the darkness beyond his shoulder.

Then, I squeezed my eyes shut. The guy’s voice echoed in my head. “I’m not lying!”

“…Ugh.”

CEO Jang’s fingers pressed hard against my cheeks. I gasped as he forced my mouth open and shoved his fingers inside. His long fingers swirled around, scraping along my gums before yanking at my tongue.

“You don’t answer my questions…”

“…”

“Then what’s the point of having this slab of meat in your mouth?”

He muttered darkly.

“I should just cut it off.”

He tightened his grip on my tongue, like he was actually about to rip it out.

“…Ugh!”

Pain shot up from the base of my tongue. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at him. His face was twisted, though that was probably because my vision was blurry from the tears. A tear that had been clinging to the tip of my eyelash finally fell. The cold drop landed on my cheek.

That’s when I saw him clearly. The madness flickered in his eyes. He seemed to be losing control faster than usual, likely because of the dr*gs.

As soon as our eyes met, he grabbed my chin and devoured my mouth. His tongue slithered in, striking my throat. He was so aggressive I thought my cheek might tear open from the inside. The tongue he had just tried to tear out with his fingers was now tangled up in his own slippery flesh. He didn’t even bother to close his eyes.

“…Ugh!”

CEO Jang flipped my body over abruptly. His broad, rough palm pressed my cheek hard against the window. Rain, cold enough to sting, hit the glass with a steady patter, and I could feel it through my cheek, strangely aware of the sensation.

Suddenly, the space below felt empty. The man had yanked my pants and underwear down to my knees.

“…CEO, someone could come any minute.”

The man sneered at my words coldly.

“That’s exactly why we’re doing it here.”

With a mocking smile, he undid his belt and zipper without hesitation, pulling out his c*ck. It was already swollen, the head large and the shaft standing stiff.

“……”

He gripped his c*ck, something that seemed monstrous enough to be used as a weapon in some horrific crime. His cheek twitched, and he parted his lips slightly, letting saliva drip onto the head of his c*ck. A silver thread of spit fell, and he rubbed it into the head and shaft like he was molding clay, using saliva in place of lube.

CEO Jang’s hand reached behind me, gripping one side of my buttocks and spreading it. In the silence, the small sound of the hole opening with a wet squelch filled the room, a sound that only added to the shame I felt.

The man let out a breath.

“Seriously….”

He slapped my butt, hard, as if testing its firmness, then began to dig into the hole with his middle finger.

“You were just itching to get f*cked, weren’t you?”

Without a pause, he poured out the long sentence in one breath.

“Did you run away because you were scared you’d beg me to f*ck you while shaking your ass?”

“Ugh…”

He kept thrusting his finger into the hole like he was f*cking it, then asked me again.

“Hm?”

He swung his c*ck like a whip, slapping it against my buttocks. The sharp, smacking sound echoed through the empty hallway.

“Since Mr. Seo wants it so badly, of course I’ll oblige. After all, I’m a generous person.”

Finally, seemingly losing his mind, he spouted nonsense and abruptly shoved his half-hard c*ck into the not-yet-loosened hole. The tightness filled up quickly with him inside me. He clung to me from behind, eyes closed, savoring the grip as he groaned softly, sounding entranced.

“…It’s unbelievably tight.”

Outside, lightning flashed. The man grabbed my jaw and neck simultaneously, squeezing hard. It was the signal for the start. He began pounding into me like a beast, thrusting his hips back and forth while burying his nose into the back of my neck, panting heavily.

“Ungh, hah!”

“…Mm.”

“…Huh, ah, ha!”

My nose and lips rubbed roughly against the window, which had fogged up from the temperature difference inside and out. As I exhaled, the fog grew denser, but then my features appeared again as my face pressed against it.

“…Huh, ha, ah! Ungh, uh!”

“…Ha, hoo.”

“Ugh, hnng!”

CEO Jang liked to switch positions two or three times during. He was relentless, and I used to barely catch my breath in the brief moments when he’d change positions. This time, though, he stood me in front of the window like a display and kept pounding without giving me any room to breathe. He was relentless, like he was devouring me whole, leaving only my bare bones behind.

The walls of my insides stretched dangerously, like they might tear at any moment under the strain of his c*ck. Maybe it was because of the lack of lube, but today, his c*ck felt more vivid than ever. I could picture the shape of his head in my mind—thick and dark red—and just imagining it thrusting inside made me feel like I was losing my mind.

“Change… the position. Please.”

The man slid his hands under my thighs and lifted me, placing them on the window ledge. I knelt, my knees pressed to the floor as I accepted his c*ck. With my palms against the glass, I helped his thrusts by shaking my hips, pressing down with my thighs to support his rhythm.

Like a madman, I lost myself, shaking my hips. In this place, there was no sense of reality—this space existed only for sex.

The man gripped my c*ck in his hand, pressing it against the window and rubbing it. A clear circle formed in the fog where the head of my c*ck touched the glass. The cold sensation sent shivers through my body, and clear pre-cum smeared on the window.

As he chewed on my ear, the man muttered.

“…Beg me to cum inside you. Huff.”

“…Huh, uh, ah!”

“Mm, I’ll tear you apart, ruin you.”

My lips, which had been struggling to form any sound beyond breathless moans, moved on their own.

“…Please, cum inside me.”

The man squeezed my buttocks hard. He was close now, his breathing growing rougher.

“…Hah, ah!”

“Ungh, hnng, huh, haah!”

The man thrust upward into me forcefully. Just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, heat exploded inside the hole. He trembled as he orgasmed, looking down at me.

Lightning flashed again, briefly illuminating everything as bright as midday. I lay there, trembling uncontrollably, exposed under the man, my body shaking violently with overwhelming sensation. It felt like I’d been struck by lightning—my whole body kept shaking for a long while.

Something was wrong. No, it wasn’t just my body. It was my mind—it must’ve broken. The man had ruined me.

And I wasn’t the only one feeling strange. The man’s face was twisted as if something filthy had stained him too. He wore an expression I’d never seen before, staring down at my face that had been crying out moments ago, and muttered.

“…I can’t just chew you up and swallow you whole.”

His hand left my chin. Still inside me, the man lifted me off the window and set me down on the cold marble floor of the hallway. I bent forward, raising my hips, accepting his c*ck again.

My buttocks slapped against his groin with a rhythmic thud, each impact pushing me forward.

“Ungh!”

My body, now hypersensitive, couldn’t handle the deep thrusts, and I began to pull away.

“…Even if you’ve finished, keep shaking your ass.”

In my overly sensitive state, I moved my hips. Kneeling like this made his c*ck dig too deep, overwhelming my body with the pressure. But still, he moved his hips, trying to bury himself deeper inside me.

The man stroked my thigh.

“With that pale skin and those red bruises, huh, it’s no wonder men go crazy.”

“Ugh, ha, hnng!”

“Who wouldn’t lose it over this? Haa.”

As his c*ck slid out of me, my insides clung to it like they didn’t want to let go. The man rubbed his fingertips along my walls, making me tighten up and moan again. My voice, unrecognizable, poured out of my throat.

“…Ah, ah!”

I didn’t think about anything else anymore, focusing only on one thing. All I wanted was the orgasm that would make me lose my mind.

“Ungh, ah, haah!”

“Mm.”

Behind me, the man groaned like an animal. Thunder clapped again, shaking the windows. Against the backdrop of the rain streaming down the glass like a curtain, the man and I slammed our bodies together. I could only hope that the sound of the rain and thunder would drown out our lust-filled moans.