Chapter 42
“Dinner was good tonight, Hae-eun, wasn’t it?”
How did I end up like this.
“Nn…yeah. It was good….”
“Pasta’s actually pretty easy to make. Doesn’t even cost that much.”
The rose pasta he’d made really was delicious. I wasn’t just saying that.
But that wasn’t the point.
“Then let’s rest a bit…, and go to bed. Gym tomorrow. We’ve skipped two days.”
“….”
…Kang Ju-hyeok
won’t leave my side.
When I woke up, he was right there next to me,
and he wouldn’t even let me wash up alone.
Meals together, of course.
Sleeping right beside me, too.
He won’t even let me hole up in my room, and forces me onto the sofa.
I tried resisting all day, but he just grinned and let it go in one ear and out the other.
I can see the intent behind that nice-guy smile so clearly I can’t even refuse him firmly.
“Ah, nice weather. Really.”
He tossed out that pointless remark while his hand stroked my thigh obscenely, and it was disgusting.
Disgusting, but I can’t slap it away.
The more I shove him off, the more I refuse, the scarier his eyes get.
I can feel his dark intent without him saying a word: be grateful I’m not pinning you to the bed and raping you this instant.
…I never even made a bet like this.
It was just, that guy was talking nonsense.
I only wanted to kick him out if I won.
So how did I lose.
So how did it turn into a bet like this.
“…Hae-eun.”
“….”
“Wanna go for a walk? Help with digestion.”
“……No.”
“No? …Well, then. Can’t be helped.”
A walk,
just hearing that one word,
and my body locks up.
That day’s events come flooding back.
Walking the streets in a dog collar,
playing cute with Kang Ju-hyeok until I barely got it off,
stripping with my own hands in front of the camera,
putting filthy words in my mouth,
and getting that man off.
All of it.
“Ah. Views went up again. Look. Already 30,000. 30,000.”
“R…ight….”
To a man who barely keeps any promises at all,
I had to keep an unfair one.
If I broke it,
he’d use that as an excuse to stop keeping his promises entirely.
“We should start thinking about monetization too. Let’s try different clothes. What you’re wearing now is fine. A tank top and leggings, the subscribers’ll fucking love it.”
“….”
“If we burn through the image too fast that’s a problem too, so don’t wear anything slutty. Everyday clothes only. Got it?”
“…Pick it yourself. I’ll wear it.”
…I’d already let him live with me over just that horrific recording,
and if the video is that vulgar,
how far am I supposed to let Kang Ju-hyeok go.
How long
do I have to live reading this man’s mood.
I don’t know.
…What I’m supposed to do,
not a single thing.
***
I knew.
That it’d be like this the moment night fell, at least.
“Take it off.”
It was more surprising that this man had held out until tonight.
It wouldn’t have been strange if he’d jumped me yesterday.
I should be grateful he waited a whole day.
“….”
I strip off the tank top and throw it on the floor.
I unhook the bra too, letting it drop.
I slide off the leggings he’d picked from the closet too, wad them up, and throw them.
“Lie down. Just like that.”
“….”
Rather than listening to sweet talk all day from a man I don’t even like,
I’d way rather have him toy with me in that low voice like this.
Then I’m more comfortable too.
Meeting his eyes with lifeless ones.
All I have to do is give him my body.
“Looks fine now. Down here.”
The pussy Kang Ju-hyeok had made smooth barely stung anymore.
…In other words, he didn’t have to hold back anymore.
Whether I wanted it or not, he was already staring at me with a condom-wrapped cock standing fat and hard, wanting me so badly.
To be precise,
not me, but my body.
“Looks like you’ll need some foreplay, so spread your legs a bit. I’ll loosen you up a little.”
“…I don’t need it.”
Not just right now,
It’s been like this the whole time since we met.
So whether it’s foreplay or whatever,
I don’t need any of it.
“If I don’t loosen you up, it’s gonna hurt. A lot.”
“I don’t care. …Just do it. Kang Ju-hyeok, however you want.”
Getting raped by this man
and feeling good like last time,
I’d rather it just hurt.
“If I really did whatever I wanted, you wouldn’t be able to say that.”
“…After doing it how many times already. What are you even saying now.”
“A girl who’s only had sex twice, what’re you talking about.”
Like he said, I’d only actually done it with him twice.
Once when we were drunk.
Once when I tried to steal his phone.
Plenty of filthy shit happened after that too, but it never went as far as him jumping me into sex.
Not that you could call that keeping his promise,
when he’d used every excuse to do every dirty thing anyway.
“Well…, alright. Roughly.”
What he’d gotten, exactly,
I had no idea.
He doesn’t listen to a single thing I say I hate,
and that disgusting nature of his, thinking acting sweet would be enough, pisses me off.
…Ah, no.
That psychopath doesn’t think acting sweet will work.
He just
acts sweet to mess with me.
“…What are you doing?”
“It’s cold. Gonna pull the blanket over.”
But instead of jumping me in my resignation,
he pulled over the blanket he’d shoved aside,
and held me tight.
…His rock-hard cock pressed against my navel, unpleasant and disgusting, but.
The cotton comforter was warm.
“It was fine through dinner, but once night hits it really is cold. Even though it’s spring.”
“….”
I hated him rattling on with pointless small talk.
Hated him stroking my hair,
hated him patting my back.
I just wanted him to
rape me already and collapse asleep.
“…Smells nice. What shampoo do you use?”
“…The same one as you.”
“Well, yeah, that figures.”
I wish he wouldn’t make small talk.
It’d be easier if he’d just rape me already and mock me.
He kept stroking my hair,
pressing his pounding heart against my chest.
“…Hae-eun.”
“….”
“Open your mouth.”
…And then,
to him finally showing his true colors,
I don’t resist, and quietly offer up my tongue.
“Chup…, nn….”
Lying on our sides facing each other,
my whole body caught by a man so big it was unpleasant,
his rock-hard cock rubbing against my belly,
a nasty kiss that ravaged the inside of my mouth until I couldn’t breathe.
“Pwah…, mph….”
If I just closed my eyes and took it, he’d give me only a brief moment to breathe, then suck on my tongue however he wanted without stopping.
Pushing his dirty, filthy saliva into me,
while stealing my toothpaste-flavored saliva as he pleased.
“Hah…, ah…. ….”
“…Open your eyes. Hae-eun.”
Following the order to open my eyes, I crack my eyelids, and
strangely, a Kang Ju-hyeok who looks more human than when he pretends to be sweet is glaring at me, terrifying.
No pretense, no hypocrisy,
no performing villainy either.
Just a male’s eyes packed with lust.
Already raping me.
“Breathe out slowly. Relax. …It’s gonna hurt.”
…Yeah.
Rather, him pouring out that boiling lust however he wants like this,
I can just think of him as a beast, so at least my mind is at ease.
“…Hnn….”
Inside me,
the hot cock slowly pushing in,
was at least way less disgusting than Kang Ju-hyeok himself.
In it, there wasn’t any getting revenge on me,
or making me submit,
none of that hidden intent.
Just
my body was the goal.
“Hae-eun, can I really do whatever I want?”
“…You’re already doing it, so don’t ask….”
“…For real?”
“However you want, do it…!”
Forcing myself to erase that slick, bloated, strange sensation,
I give him my body without letting my heart submit.
Anyway,
he’s a man whose only goal is my body.
If I just give him this, he’ll let it go.
Sex isn’t a big deal.
“…Then I really will do whatever I want. I was gonna save it for later.”
Before I knew it he’d laid me on my back again, climbed on top of me, and was carefully rolling his hips, slowly pouring out the desire he’d been holding.
…I’d been scared for nothing, like an idiot.
It’s so slick it doesn’t even hurt that much.
“Hae-eun.”
“…What, whaat….”
“You think I’m only after your body?”
“That’s right, you bastard….”
Even as he asks that obvious question while raping me, I’m not ashamed at all.
I’m just mixing bodies with a roommate.
Even if he shoves it in deeper from here, it’ll only hurt; it won’t be embarrassing.
As long as I go along with him, nobody else will know a thing.
…It’s fine.
Probably.
If it just hurts, even.
“No. I’ve never just been after your body.”
“Shut uuup…, just, hurry, finish already….”
“Why would I only be after your body? …It’s not your body that gets me hard. It’s you.”
But he doesn’t shove that filthy-thick cock in deep,
and instead shoves his thick, low voice into my eardrums,
“I love you, Hae-eun.”
“Shut up, don’t say shit like that…!”
“Spreading your pussy this obediently. …I could fuck you raw and you wouldn’t even notice. How could I not love you. Hae-eun.”
“Hey, you, you…!”
He forcibly revives my dead heart.
“It’s fine. I know. It’s your dangerous day.”
…If I don’t resist,
I’ll be ruined even more miserably than this.
“You crazy, crazy bastard…! You, when, stop…!”
“Rich family’s daughter, and YouTube’s doing well too. It’s fine. …We can just raise it well, right?”
Taking your body isn’t the goal,
ruining me is.
“Cra, zy, psycho…, mph…, nngh….”
He covers my mouth and speaks with his body.
With a cock that had been strangely sticky and slick,
raping me inside the blanket where it couldn’t be seen,
Thud,
Thud.