Chapter 15
Chapter 15
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Darling's Delusional Love
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Lee Ye-rin, her face blank and dazed, parted her lips.
Lee Hyunwoo thrust his limp cock into her mouth, those luscious lips glowing a vivid crimson.
A warm, wet sensation enveloped him.
Schlurp...
Having just felt the first orgasm of her life, Lee Ye-rin was completely out of it, her mind blank.
Even in that haze, with a cock sliding into her mouth, she sucked on it reflexively out of habit.
"Ugh, urk!"
The bitter taste flooding her mouth made her try to spit the cock back out.
She'd given plenty of blowjobs to men before, but she hated getting cum in her mouth.
It was bitter, fishy, and foul-tasting.
But she didn't get her wish.
"Guh! Mmph! Mmph!"
Lee Hyunwoo grabbed her head and wouldn't let go.
On top of that, he thrust his hips forward, shoving his cock deeper into her mouth bit by bit.
Lee Ye-rin tried to turn her head away, but she couldn't match his arm strength.
"What's wrong? You love cock, don't you? Suck it quick if you want it hard again."
"Mmmph! Mmph! Mmph!"
Slap! Slap!
With her mouth stuffed full of cock, breathing grew difficult for Lee Ye-rin, and she slapped at Lee Hyunwoo with her palm.
Was it time to stop here?
If Lee Hyunwoo were a true sadist with no consideration or empathy for others, he wouldn't have pulled back.
But he was just pushing hard to vent his extreme stress and anger.
Lee Hyunwoo's cock slipped out of Lee Ye-rin's mouth.
It had been only a brief moment, but it was clean.
Her mouth-pussy performs reliably.
"Ptooey..."
Lee Ye-rin spat out a thick load of cum onto the tissue.
It was a sight you'd never see from the usually prim and pretty Darling.
A filthy scene brimming with decadent allure.
His cock was starting to firm up again.
"Ready for round two?"
"Ah, ahh? Again...? Hnnght."
Lee Hyunwoo pounced on Lee Ye-rin.
He roughly tore open her broadcast outfit and kneaded her breasts like they were his own.
Laid back on the bed, Lee Ye-rin felt a thrilling jolt from his touch.
Why is he doing this? He's never been like this before.
Was her mind breaking down after her body had already been ruined?
No... No. Her body was fine. It had to be fine.
"Hnnnght..."
Lee Ye-rin let out a moan as she desperately denied the thoughts swirling in her head.
Her body was perfectly fine.
After all the money she'd invested in it.
It couldn't break even if it tried.
So there had to be another reason.
Another reason...?
A sudden spark of realization.
The external factor was right in front of her—why hadn't she thought of it sooner?
Anyone could see it: her body was reacting like this because of Lee Hyunwoo.
It had never been like this with other men.
But his touch made her tingle with pleasure to the point of madness.
So it had to be because of Lee Hyunwoo.
Why only Hyunwoo...?
"Haaaaah!"
"This spot gets you the most, huh?"
Her train of thought broke off.
Lee Hyunwoo had fingered her G-spot.
Her pussy, hypersensitive from the orgasm, reacted violently.
Her hips bucked up on their own, expressing her ecstasy.
"Hnnnght..."
Why does only Hyunwoo's touch make me feel like this?
She wanted to think calmly, but his hands wouldn't leave her body alone.
Still, Lee Ye-rin didn't give up.
Even amid the heat of pleasure, she kept piecing her thoughts together.
And reached one conclusion.
Love! Is this love...?
The people Lee Ye-rin liked were those with money who adored her beauty.
There had been plenty of them.
All the big-spending hardcore fans who'd visited her room had money and showered her with praise.
She'd never felt pleasure like this with them.
But sex with Lee Hyunwoo was different.
For the first time in her life, she'd climaxed.
Lee Ye-rin attributed it to love.
How, why, what.
She didn't know exactly when she'd fallen for him.
But because she loved Lee Hyunwoo, she'd orgasmed.
"Haa, Hyunwoo. Hyunwoo. Hyunwoo. Ahhh! Hyunwoooo!"
Lee Ye-rin's movements noticeably intensified.
She shed her passive role of just lying there receiving caresses.
She clung to Lee Hyunwoo aggressively, pouring out affection.
"Hoo..."
Hours later.
Lee Hyunwoo let out a weary sigh, exhaustion heavy in his voice.
No matter how young he was, four rounds in a row was too much.
He'd gone at a similar pace yesterday too.
Having squeezed out every last drop until his balls were empty, he was bound to be drained.
"Hyunwoo. Did you like it? If you're not satisfied, want to go again?"
Lee Ye-rin was plastered to his side, acting all coquettish.
He had no idea what had gotten into her suddenly.
Around the second round of sex, she'd turned proactive and started showering him with all sorts of aegyo.
It felt different from the calculated charm she'd shown when they first met.
Back then, it was obvious scheming; now, it felt like she'd genuinely fallen in love?
No way this woman would suddenly fall for me...
Maybe she'd developed some attachment during the deed?
Lee Hyunwoo suspected Lee Ye-rin had mental issues.
But he hadn't realized they were this severe.
Good things are good, right?
Unaware that Lee Ye-rin thought herself in love, Lee Hyunwoo decided to take it positively.
As long as she behaved, what did it matter?
Lee Hyunwoo patted Lee Ye-rin's back as she nestled into his side, then reached for his smartphone.
At that moment, Lee Ye-rin's beaming smile twisted into something else.
"You about to play with your phone right in front of me?"
A cold expression and tone.
Lee Hyunwoo's hand froze midway to picking up the smartphone.
"Ha..."
Lee Hyunwoo let out a hollow chuckle.
If he'd still been a lowly office drone, he'd have dropped the phone and apologized right away.
But not anymore.
Lee Hyunwoo knew his position all too well.
"About to start your bullshit again?"
"What...? Bullshit...?"
"One choice: keep up the clingy act and we're done, or smile sweetly like before and we get along nice."
"..."
Lee Ye-rin shut her mouth.
She knew full well that people hated clinginess.
But she couldn't stop.
She wrestled with it fiercely.
Since middle school...
No, that bastard back then wasn't true love.
This was the first real love of her life.
Could she endure it if Lee Hyunwoo left too?
The endless abyss of loneliness?
But holding back now was torture.
She wasn't the type used to restraint.
What do I do? How? How can I shower Hyunwoo with love without driving him away?
Lee Ye-rin agonized intensely.
Meanwhile, oblivious, Lee Hyunwoo checked his smartphone.
His recent calls log, which used to be empty except for work or spam, now had two incoming.
Ppangit, Choi Soo-hyun, and Yeoujjing, Kim Hana.
They'd called several times while he was fucking Lee Ye-rin.
Ppangit
- Oppa, your phone won't connect.
- Call me back when you see this.
- Is something urgent going on?
- Anyway, I played it off as a mishap on my stream, but online, people are talking a lot about you and Darling.
- Call me so I can ask what you plan to do next.
Yeoujjing
- Oppa
- Why didn't you come today?
- Something happened with Darling, right? Is that why?
- Call me back when you see this.
Lee Hyunwoo read the two women's messages calmly.
As he pondered how to reply, his phone rang.
Ppangit.
She must've called the second the "read" notification vanished.
What to do?
With how obsessive Lee Ye-rin was, hearing another woman's voice might set her off again.
She seemed calm for now, though?
After a brief hesitation, Lee Hyunwoo decided to answer.
If she flips out, I'll end it for good this time.
He'd already gotten what he came for.
He'd fucked Lee Ye-rin until his balls were drained—no regrets left.
And in this situation, he held the power.
No need to tiptoe around.
"Hello?"
"Oppa! Why hasn't your phone been picking up?"
"Been busy. But what's this about how we're gonna handle things going forward?"
"Communities are buzzing about it. Honestly, BJs have to manage their image..."
Choi Soo-hyun's words continued.
At the same time, Lee Ye-rin, who'd been lost in deep thought, snapped her head up.
She moved like a leopard.
Like a predator eyeing prey, she snatched the smartphone from Lee Hyunwoo's hand.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing, you bitch?!"
"Haa..."
It had finally blown up, as expected.
Lee Hyunwoo reached his decision.
Lee Ye-rin was the type who couldn't be managed, no matter how hard you tried.
Time to ditch her.
He'd already fucked her once—no lingering attachment.
Shaking his head, Lee Hyunwoo got out of bed.
He approached Lee Ye-rin, who was screaming her lungs out, her breasts jiggling wildly.
"Say something if you've got a mouth! What kind of slut clings to another woman's man— Ah! Give it back!"
"Soo-hyun, let's talk later. I'll call you right back."
Lee Hyunwoo wrested the smartphone back from her grip.
He gave Choi Soo-hyun a quick rundown and hung up.
"No, I mean... You're with me, and you pick up a call from another girl, so I got pissed..."
He shot Lee Ye-rin a icy glare.
She mumbled excuses, fidgeting awkwardly.
Lee Hyunwoo didn't bother responding.
Can't cut her off cold turkey.
She'd throw a fit, threaten to expose everything.
Better to ease her out gradually, leaving just enough slack.
"You know why I'm mad, right?"
"I do. I know too well. Sorry, Hyunwoo. Don't be mad. Please? I was wrong."
"Got it. We'll talk later. Seeing your face right now would just piss me off more."
"No. No. Don't do that. Please. Hyunwoo, please. Don't throw me away."
Lee Ye-rin whimpered like a puppy, clinging to him.
But Lee Hyunwoo stayed cold.
A man who'd cum four times in a row was more detached from desire than any messiah.
"Wait until I contact you."
"Hyunwoo! Please..."
Lee Hyunwoo gathered his clothes and dressed.
Lee Ye-rin wailed and begged beside him, but he didn't spare her a glance.
"Don't go. Please? I did everything you wanted. So stay with me."
"I'm going. Check out yourself."
In the end, Lee Hyunwoo left the room.
Alone in the hotel room.
Lee Ye-rin collapsed like a tragic heroine.
But the tears she'd shed in front of Lee Hyunwoo vanished like a lie.
Her eyes burned with hatred and vengeance.
Not toward Lee Hyunwoo.
This was the first love of her life— no way she'd hate him for it.
Lee Ye-rin's target for revenge was none other than Ppangit.
"You filthy slut. How dare you interfere between me and Hyunwoo? I'll kill you. I'll definitely kill you."
BJ Ppangit.
A broadcaster she hadn't even known existed until yesterday.
But now, they couldn't coexist under the same sky.
Lee Ye-rin burned with vengeful fury.
How could she get revenge?
Was there a way to actually kill her?
She didn't want to go to prison for murder.
Prison might drive her truly insane.
There'd be no one there to adore her beauty.
"What should I do..."
Lee Ye-rin murmured as she slipped into the bed, permeated with Lee Hyunwoo's scent.