The Slave's Ring
The headquarters of the Perverted Cuisine franchise stood at the end of the path of corruption. “Boss, Miss Lee Sehwa has arrived.”
I had been whistling on the sofa in the CEO’s office. At the sound of Choi Aram’s voice from beyond the door, I called out loudly.
“Come in.”
The door opened, and Sehwa entered, her light skirt fluttering gently. She glanced at Aram, who was bowing at a neat forty-five-degree angle from the waist, then approached me with a bright smile blooming across her face.
She’s paying attention. I’d have to use Aram soon to amplify Sehwa’s sense of betrayal. Should I make her yank Aram by the hair? Or have her slap her across the cheek like she did to Yu Seunghyeon? The latter sounded better.
Sehwa sat down beside me on the black leather sofa where I was drinking tea. Once the door had closed quietly, she pressed herself against me. Her fingers brushed lightly over my shirt collar and tie; it seemed she liked how neat I looked in the suit. I gently caught her hand.
“Good work.”
Her face immediately fell. She must have completely bombed the exam.
“I failed…”
“That’s how it is for freshmen. Don’t beat yourself up too much.”
Today was the last day of final exams, marking the end of the first semester. Since Sehwa wasn’t taking any seasonal courses or makeup classes, she would soon enjoy a long break.
I brushed her bangs aside and grinned.
“Let’s stop by the house, then head straight to the airport.”
We had agreed to go on a trip right after finals, so the plan was to pack a few clothes and fly straight to Jeju Island. A trip where no one would disturb us—just the two of us.
Sehwa’s face lit up with a huge smile.
“Okay.”
“Oh, and take this.”
I rummaged under the coffee table and pulled out a box. It was a custom-made ring, identical in design to the one Yu Seunghyeon had bought.
Sehwa opened the box, took out the ring, and examined it. When she saw the new lettering engraved inside, her face crumpled. It was a short English phrase. She read it haltingly.
“J-Jihyeok’s… slave… Sehwa…?”
“I wrote it nicely, didn’t I?”
I gave her a mischievous grin. Sehwa stared at me with a dazed look, then let out a long sigh.
“Sigh… Of course you did.”
She shivered visibly. The slight upward curl at the corner of her mouth told me she was already imagining meeting Yu Seunghyeon while wearing the ring—and getting excited by the thought.
I said, “Yu Seunghyeon, who knows nothing, will be thrilled.”
“If he finds out…”
“He’s a dog breed. Simple-minded. He’ll be happy you didn’t take the ring off, right? He’ll probably wag his tail like crazy.”
“…Yeah… Dog breeds are simple.”
Sehwa’s expression as she agreed with me was laced with sensuality.
I pulled an identical ring from my pocket—the one Yu Seunghyeon had actually purchased. I tossed it into the air a few times, catching it each time, then asked,
“Should I throw it away? Or do you want to keep it?”
Sehwa hesitated. It seemed difficult for her to choose. I placed the ring in her hand.
“Hold onto it for now. You can decide later.”
“Okay…”
“Let’s get going. We need to pack at home.”
At that, the troubled look that had clouded her face vanished completely. Sehwa casually tossed Yu Seunghyeon’s ring into her handbag and stood up. I took her hand and headed for the door. Through the glass, I saw Aram sitting at her neatly organized desk.
I picked up a particularly noticeable document and stared at it intently before speaking to Sehwa.
“Can you wait for the elevator first? I need to approve something real quick. I completely forgot I was supposed to review this.”
“Ah, sure. Got it.”
Sehwa opened the glass door and pressed the button for the executive-only elevator. As I watched her, Aram rose from her chair and spoke in a soft, careful voice. I turned my head.
“Um… Boss. That document has already been approved…”
“I know.”
“Then…”
“I wanted to tell you that your stocking has a run.”
“Pardon? Ah…”
Aram flinched and quickly checked near her calf. Sure enough, one of her stockings had a very faint run. It was so subtle that you’d have to look closely to notice.
Interesting, isn’t it? How I spotted it.
“I noticed it this morning when you brought the approval documents. I wasn’t sure at first, but when I looked closer, there it was.”
“Th-thank you.”
I’d phrased it as appreciating her legs, but her reaction wasn’t bad. She didn’t seem to be forcing herself to answer just to avoid offending me.
I smiled brightly and set the document down.
“You’re off tomorrow, right? Traffic’s going to be terrible today, so leave two hours before your usual time.”
“Yes… Thank you.”
I left Aram bowing politely behind me, opened the glass door, and waved at Sehwa.
A light drizzle had begun to fall on Jeju Island, carrying the rich scent of wet earth. Sehwa stretched her whole body, savoring the island breeze.
“Ah!” she exclaimed, then walked over to me. “It feels so good. It’s been forever since I last came to Jeju.”
“When was that?”
“During our high school freshman trip. For you… it’s been almost a year, hasn’t it?”
Sehwa’s face grew somber. She must have remembered me saying I had scattered my parents’ ashes into the sea off Jeju after the incident at Ganghwa Island.
I put on an indifferent expression and draped an arm around her shoulders. Sehwa immediately took my hand and held it against her chest.
“Let’s go pick up the rental car we reserved.”
“Okay. Can I drive?”
She had just gotten her license and was burning with enthusiasm. I’ll buy you something expensive and safe later, so hold on for now, Sehwa.
“You won’t even be able to register as a driver yet since it hasn’t been a full year. We can sneak out early in the morning when there are no cars around and practice a little.”
“Alright.”
We took the rental car shuttle to the agency, picked up the luxurious sedan I had reserved—one with excellent ride quality—and headed south.
The hotel I had booked was Jeju’s most famous five-star property. The nightly rate was staggering. After handing the car over to the valet, we stepped into the lobby.
Sehwa awkwardly returned the doorman’s ninety-degree bow, then let her eyes wander across the lobby’s extravagant interior. She seemed fascinated by the decorations she had never seen before.
Following the front desk clerk’s guidance, we made our way to the suite. I tipped the bellboy who carried our luggage an exceptionally generous amount. The bellboy’s face split into a wide grin as he gave us a crisp, military-style bow. The moment he closed the door behind him, Sehwa—who had been pretending to be calm—scolded me.
“Why did you tip so much?”
“I’m in a good mood today. Aren’t you?”
When I said it with a bright smile, Sehwa quickly changed her expression, looking bashful.
“I am happy, but…”
“Let’s rest for a bit, then go out for a late dinner.”
I plopped down on the living room sofa and leaned my head back. Sehwa draped her legs over my lap and slipped off her shoes, pressing her feet against my crotch.
Already? I thought we were going to eat first.
My body reacted naturally. Sehwa trapped my bulging arousal between the soles of both feet and picked up her phone to take a picture. She was probably planning to post it on Twinkle.
Well… between school and dealing with monsters, we hadn’t been able to do much lately. Might as well let her go wild.
Sehwa tapped rapidly on her screen, then showed it to me.
“What do you think?”
[Everyone, look forward to today!]
I let out a small chuckle as I looked at her post. Ever since she slapped Yu Seunghyeon last time, it felt like the seal had been completely broken.
But “look forward to today”…? She must be planning to upload a video.
“You wrote it well.”
“I’m going to upload a video today.”
She really was. Should I film it from behind then?
I simply nodded calmly. Sehwa gave me a mysterious smile and tugged on my arm. She wanted to go to the bed.
“Let’s eat dinner first. It’ll only be a little while.”
“Then should I use my hands?”
“Why are you so worked up today?”
“Because we’re on a trip and it feels good… Plus you drove for a long time, so you must be tired. I wanted to at least make you feel better…”
She really was being extra attentive. I let out a low groan and stood up. I led Sehwa to the bed, lay down, and pulled her into a tight embrace.
The faint cherry-scented shampoo in her hair smelled wonderful. There wasn’t even a trace of sweat, which made me feel even better. No matter when I looked at her or touched her, she was a perfect woman.
“Let’s stay like this for a bit. We can do it quickly once before we head down.”
Sehwa seemed excited by the affectionate gesture. She nuzzled her face against my chest, then lifted it to meet my eyes. We stared at each other for a long time.
Finally, Sehwa spoke.
“Jihyeok.”
“Yeah?”
“When the Doctor finishes making the new device… that means I'll have a new colleague, right?”
Of course. She would be sharing the same pot with that feisty bitch Yuria. But don’t worry too much. I’ll train her thoroughly and make her crawl in front of you.
“That’s how it’ll be. Why? Are you happy you’ll have a friend you can open up to?”
“How did you know?”
“It’s written all over your face.”
Sehwa smiled softly. She was clearly touched that I understood her feelings so well.
“Will it take long?”
“She said it’ll take quite a while just to make it, and finding a suitable candidate won’t be easy either. There aren’t many people in the world with a sense of justice like yours.”
“I hope they find someone soon… But will the new device be… the same as mine?”
She was talking about Aether.
“Since the properties of Aether are different… it probably will be.”
“Then… it’ll have to be someone who already has a boyfriend? Or is married…”
“Why are you worrying about that on such a nice day? The Doctor told you, didn’t she? Once you leave the lab and there are no gates, live as Lee Sehwa.”
“Yeah…”
Sehwa’s eyelids drooped slightly. She must be getting in the mood. I figured we should finish quickly and then go eat.
Just as I leaned in to kiss her lips, the phone in her hand began to ring. Sehwa’s eyes twitched. She raised her arm. Some unknown interrupter had called at the worst possible moment.
She looked ready to hurl the phone, but then realized it was the one I had bought her. She gritted her teeth and slowly lowered her arm.
“You said it would reduce stress, but I guess not. If throwing it will make you feel better, go ahead. I can always buy you a new one.”
“I would never throw it…”
Sehwa tapped the end-call button. Come to think of it, I was curious about Yu Seunghyeon, who had been blocked.
“What about Yu Seunghyeon? Has he tried to contact you since you blocked him? Even from unknown numbers?”
“No.”
“I can’t tell if he’s genuinely reflecting or if he’s trying to let you go.”
“Him? Let me go?”
Sehwa suddenly burst into laughter. The sensuality in her voice was so thick that my previously wilted cock sprang back to life in an instant.
I cracked my neck left and right and climbed on top of her. Sehwa, who had been laughing merrily, reached down and grabbed my erection firmly. With her other hand, she unbuttoned my pants and said,
“Seunghyeon will never be able to leave me.”
She was deliberately trying to rile me up. I decided to play along and encourage her taste for verbal abuse.
“Well, a guard dog has to serve its owner to the end. What else can it do?”
“Exactly. No matter what I do, he’ll stay by my side.”
“Even if he finds out we’re cheating on him?”
“Yes. Even if he barged into this room right now, he’d just blame himself for not being good enough and reflect. He’s the kind of guy who would say I did nothing wrong.”
Sehwa’s eyes seemed to glow bright red. Just like a succubus. I swallowed hard. When I brought my hand to my mouth and wiped my chin, Sehwa pushed me even further.
“He’s probably working right now, apologizing over and over in his head. Even though he doesn’t even remember what he said that day.”
My heart beat unpleasantly. Dopamine flooded from my brain and spread throughout my body. The feeling was incredible.
When I simply stared at her with wide eyes, Sehwa tilted her head. It looked like she was asking why I was still holding back.
I’m not satisfied yet. Keep going.
She noticed my breathing had grown hotter and smirked, stretching the corners of her mouth wide.
“You never even tried to do it with me all this time. So innocent…”
“…..”
“Yet every single night, I spread my legs for you.”
The completely transformed you looks so good. The you who insults your boyfriend for my cock, for pleasure—could that really be the kind, gentle Lee Sehwa?
But you’re still far from done. You need to fall much further.
I sat up, pulled off my top, and planted my arms on the bed again, looking down at her. Sehwa’s brows furrowed. She seemed annoyed that I was still not moving.
She spread her legs, pulled her skirt down, and placed both hands on my ass, urging me forward. Hurry up and put it in. But my body didn’t budge.
Sehwa bit her lower lip, then turned her head to look at my arm. She saw the thick veins branching out in two or three lines and her face flushed red.
She looked back at me with eyes full of firm resolve and picked up her phone. After fiddling with the screen for a moment, she dialed someone. Then she switched it to speakerphone, flipped the device over, and set it down beside her head.
A short ringtone sounded, followed by a familiar voice in my ear.
"Hello? Sehwa?"
Yu Seunghyeon’s voice was utterly drained. My eyes widened in surprise. Sehwa let out a soft laugh, then spoke in a sleepy tone.
“Have you been well?”
Even as she asked Yu Seunghyeon how he was doing, Sehwa’s gaze was fixed on me. Her expression clearly said, You’re not going to hold back now, are you?How can you resist this?
I’ll give it to you properly, so don’t regret it later.