Secret Temptation
If they were already in that kind of relationship, it was obvious what Kang Jae-geun had done to Oh Yoo-ri.
“You’re drunk, Yoo-ri.”
“Yes… I’m drunk.”
“I’ll call Jae-geun tomorrow from my phone. If that doesn’t work, we should report it to the police.”
“Okay.”
“Then, aside from what we talked about today, nothing else happened, right, Yoo-ri?”
“……”
“Yoo-ri.”
“Dae-woo, you can keep a secret, can’t you?”
“What?”
“Can you keep it secret?”
“Of course. Tell me everything. I’ll keep it to myself.”
Oh Yoo-ri felt like her chest would burst if she didn’t tell someone. She poured everything out to Lee Dae-woo. The bottles on the table emptied one after another, replaced by new ones.
“It must have been hard for you while Su-heon was away.”
“Yes… it was. So hard.”
“I understand.”
“You understand?”
“Yes. I understand everything.”
“Even if a married woman sleeps with a man she’s only known for a few days… right in his car? You understand that too?”
“……”
“Even if she brings a younger man home and lets him grope her whole body? You understand that?”
“Yoo-ri…”
“Even if she takes another man’s cum in her mouth inside her own house, with her mother and daughter right there? You understand that too?”
“……”
A single tear rolled down Oh Yoo-ri’s smiling cheek.
“Dae-woo… I’m filthy, aren’t I?”
“No. Everyone makes mistakes. I did too.”
“Right. We’ve slept together before, haven’t we? Now that I think about it.”
“……”
“I guess I’ve had quite a few men, huh? Hohoho.”
Lee Dae-woo took the glass from her hand and stood up.
“That’s enough. Let’s go.”
“No. I’m getting drunk tonight.”
“You already are.”
“Let go.”
Oh Yoo-ri shook off his hand and emptied the glass anyway.
“Dae-woo.”
“Yes.”
He reluctantly sat back down across from her.
“But do you know what the real problem is?”
“What is it?”
“Me. This Oh Yoo-ri.”
“Yes.”
“If those men come at me again… I won’t be able to refuse.”
“Yoo-ri.”
“Even though I know I shouldn’t. Even though I don’t want to.”
“……”
“Isn’t that strange?”
“It’s probably because Su-heon isn’t by your side.”
Oh Yoo-ri tilted her head slightly and stared at him.
“After you slept with me that time… did you ever think about me again?”
“……”
“I did. Several times.”
“Stop it, Yoo-ri.”
“Why?”
“We were all drunk back then.”
“Liar. I know everything. You’d been watching me for a long time before that.”
“……”
“Haven’t you?”
“……”
“Dae-woo… how about today?”
Lee Dae-woo’s eyes wavered. The beautiful married woman sitting across from him was tempting him to hold her.
“Dae-woo… don’t you want to hold me today?”
“……”
“You do, don’t you? Hohoho.”
“No.”
“Why? Do you hate me now?”
“I’m trying not to make the same mistake again.”
“……”
“You’re very drunk, Yoo-ri. We should—”
“……”
“Let’s go home. I’ll contact you tomorrow.”
“I don’t want to go home today.”
“Hana is waiting.”
“Hana’s at my parents’ house. Dae-woo… stay with me tonight, okay?”
“……”
Lee Dae-woo knew exactly what Oh Yoo-ri needed right now. They kept drinking until dawn. Only then did he carry her unconscious body out of the bar.
He sighed as he looked at Oh Yoo-ri sprawled across his hotel bed. So many things were happening around her that he never could have imagined. How hard it must have been for her without her husband. He straightened her body, pulled the blanket over her, and lay down on the sofa beside the bed, trying to sleep.
It’s not over after all… and it’s all because of me.
“Yeah, it’s me.”
“Yes, hyung-nim.”
“I met Yoo-ri yesterday.”
“How is she? She hasn’t been answering my calls.”
“It was Jae-geun, all right.”
“……”
“But that’s not the only problem.”
Kim Su-heon’s mind flashed to the company president and the trainer. He hadn’t been able to tell Lee Dae-woo about that part.
“I see.”
“You already knew?”
“I had a rough idea.”
“It’s worse than I thought. I need to stay by her side until you get here, but I’ve got the farm to deal with.”
“Understood.”
“I’ll check in on her once a week.”
“Thank you, hyung-nim.”
“Don’t worry too much.”
“Hyung-nim.”
“Yeah?”
“Did Yoo-ri tell you everything in detail?”
“No. Just the basics.”
“I understand.”
“I’ll call again.”
Lee Dae-woo couldn’t bring himself to tell Kim Su-heon about the car sex with the president, the massage with the trainer, or Kang Jae-geun’s atrocities. Right now, Kang Jae-geun was only one of many dangers surrounding Oh Yoo-ri. He promised her he would return in a week and headed down to the farm.
How was he supposed to deal with Kang Jae-geun, who threatened to release the video of him and Oh Yoo-ri if anyone found out? Kang Jae-geun wasn’t even answering his calls.
I can’t go to the police either. This is so frustrating. Why does that guy have to live like this?
Lee Dae-woo’s car smoothly passed through the tollgate.
After hanging up, Kim Su-heon had a feeling Oh Yoo-ri had told Lee Dae-woo everything. He couldn’t focus on work. He couldn’t press Dae-woo for details he clearly didn’t want to share. The important thing was that danger was circling his wife. He headed off to ask Director Yang once again about transferring him back to Korea.
With Lee Dae-woo gone, Oh Yoo-ri felt a little relieved. It was embarrassing to have said everything she had—things she could never say to anyone else—but after pouring it all out, her heart felt lighter. That was how much she trusted him. In the room salon, at Madam Cho’s house, during their intimate moments and sex, Lee Dae-woo had always treated her with respect.
Late in the afternoon, while she sat dazed on the sofa, her phone rang loudly. It was Hyun-soo. Oh Yoo-ri stared at the name “Park Hyun-soo” on the screen without moving. The calls kept coming. Finally, her hand pressed the answer button.
“Hello.”
“Yoo-ri?”
“Yes.”
“Why aren’t you answering my calls?”
“Do I have to answer your calls?”
Her low, cold voice startled Park Hyun-soo.
“Ah, that’s not what I meant. Are you home right now?”
“Yes. Why are you calling?”
“I need to talk to you. Let’s meet.”
“I have nothing to say.”
“I have something to say.”
“Then say it now.”
“No. Let’s meet. I can’t do this over the phone.”
“If you’re not going to say it now, I’m hanging up.”
Oh Yoo-ri ended the call and tossed the phone onto the sofa. The shock from Kang Jae-geun hadn’t even faded, and now Hyun-soo too. She sat blankly in the living room again, staring out the window.
“Yoo-ri, open the door.”
After some time, Park Hyun-soo’s voice came from outside, knocking. Oh Yoo-ri slowly stood up and opened the door. It had been a while since they’d faced each other. Park Hyun-soo wanted nothing more than to kiss her red lips right then and there.
“Yoo-ri.”
“Why are you doing this? Coming all the way to my house?”
“Please, just give me a moment.”
“Say it here.”
“All right.”
Oh Yoo-ri stood holding the door without inviting him in. Park Hyun-soo looked at her from outside and spoke again.
“Yoo-ri.”
“Yes.”
“I like you.”
“A lot of people like me.”
“……”
“Besides you, plenty of men keep bothering me saying they like me.”
“……”
“But I’m already a married woman. I have a child.”
“……”
“Isn’t this wrong?”
“……”
“You don’t actually love me just because we had sex once, do you?”
“……”
“Then… you just want to hold me again?”
“That’s… Yoo-ri, that’s not—”
“Come in.”
Oh Yoo-ri turned and walked into the living room. Park Hyun-soo hesitated for a moment before following her inside. After closing the door, he paused again at the entrance. Oh Yoo-ri stood with her back to him in the center of the room. She turned to face him. The afternoon sun shone brilliantly behind her, illuminating the living room. Her white skirt, reaching down to her calves, clung tightly to her body, accentuating her voluptuous figure even more.
Park Hyun-soo stared at her in a daze. Oh Yoo-ri’s hands rose and began removing her clothes one by one, letting them fall to the floor. He could only watch in silence. Before long, she stood before him in nothing but her underwear. He held his breath, clenching his fists. Her hands reached behind her back, and her white bra dropped to the floor. Her heavy breasts swayed, proudly displaying their beautiful shape. She didn’t stop there. She bent at the waist and slid her panties down as well. Her hips rose high into the air. Park Hyun-soo wanted nothing more than to shove his cock between those cheeks right then and there. The ripe body of Oh Yoo-ri, bathed in the sun’s halo, made his vision spin.
“Yoo-ri, what are you—”
“Come here, Hyun-soo.”
Oh Yoo-ri spread her arms wide toward him.