Chapter 110
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 110
Chapter Title: Intense Temptation
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'Fuck. If only I had Yerang...'
I was sure I could've spent the whole night shaking my hips and wailing just like those women next door. My head was swimming with thoughts of cock like I was in heat, so much so that I even regretted not bringing my fiancé along, risks be damned.
Of course, he probably would've refused flat-out. It was right in the middle of those thoughts that Chaeyoung pinched her clit between two fingers and started rubbing it furiously.
Boom!!!
"?!"
As she twisted her body on the bed to savor the building pleasure more intensely, Chaeyoung's knee slammed into the wall with a loud thud.
"Fuck..."
The arousal drained out of her like ice water. What she'd just done felt like announcing to the people next door that she'd been listening to them the whole time.
To make matters worse, the ecstatic moans from next door cut off abruptly, leaving Chaeyoung mortified and shrinking into herself. Thankfully, the woman's groans soon resumed. The voice had changed—it must've been a different girl now.
"Ugh... fuck it. Guess I'll just try to sleep."
A wave of inexplicable self-loathing washed over her. Chaeyoung clamped a pillow over her ears and buried her face in the bedsheet. But her overheated body refused to let sleep come. And those moans... why did they sound so goddamn blissful?
At least there were no Memoria duties tomorrow. No one would complain if she slept in.
"Did you hear that thud just now? Sounds like the person next door was listening to us the whole time. Kinda embarrassing, huh?"
"Nngh!"
Minguk, having just unleashed deep inside Yerim, turned to Sojeong's face.
"Next door? That's where Hero Kang Chaeyoung's staying, right?"
"Ah... uh... wait, Hero Kang Chaeyoung? For real? Awesome, gotta get her autograph later."
Yerim's eyes, glazed over from the ecstasy of climax, snapped wide open at the mention of Kang Chaeyoung. As Korea's number-one dealer ranker, she had a massive fanbase even among the heroes.
"She must be suffering, not getting any sleep because of our screaming. Word is she rolled around with some Brazilian hooker last night too—saw her this morning, and her face was just glowing."
Sojeong shot Minguk a sly smile as she spoke. Yerim, getting up from her spot, tilted her head.
"But doesn't Hero Kang Chaeyoung have a boyfriend? They're supposed to get married soon—I think I saw it posted on the hero community boards. She's probably rolling in the sheets with him every night anyway, so a little noise shouldn't bother her."
"Hmm. The wedding got canceled because of this expedition."
Sojeong wagged her index finger at Yerim.
"And girls who know their way around a man are weaker to their instincts. Why do you think Hero Kang Chaeyoung's still up at this hour?"
"...Because our moans got her thinking about dick?"
"Exactly. Even if it's just from our noises, her head's gotta be filled with visions of the raid leader's monster right now."
Sojeong pointed at Minguk's impressive manhood. Despite dumping thick loads into both her and Yerim multiple times, it showed no signs of softening.
"Yeah, that makes total sense. Once you get impaled on that thing..."
"Hero Kang Chaeyoung wouldn't stand a chance either. Especially a woman who knows what she's missing."
"Nngh..."
Yerim shuddered in agreement with Sojeong's words. She'd dumped her own boyfriend right after sleeping with Minguk in a shaky situation.
Not that she hadn't already planned to break up with him anyway—but sex with Minguk was so mind-blowing that no other guy even crossed her mind. Even just occasional hookups like this left her fully satisfied.
"Like we talked about on the way to Hanoi, how about getting close to Hero Kang Chaeyoung while we're here?"
"...I don't wanna get labeled a perv. Sounds like she has a fiancé she's marrying. If I make a move and get slapped, that'll be the best-case scenario. Whoa there, easy now."
Minguk stared at Sojeong in disbelief. What the hell was going on in his sex secretary's head? First outdoor play, now she was egging him on to steal a woman with a man in her life.
"Ooh, that doesn't sound bad at all. I'd love to get friendly with Hero Kang Chaeyoung too."
"......Just be friends or whatever. Go talk to her first."
The funny part was that Yerim—who he'd expected to put the brakes on it—was nodding along. Was this just these two girls' personalities, or were all the women in this world like this? He couldn't wrap his head around it. Maybe he should post a question on the internet soon.
But had he been influenced by this world's vibe too? The thought of sleeping with Kang Chaeyoung if the chance came was starting to creep into his mind.
'Huh...?'
The next morning, Minguk left the two girls sleeping soundly in bed and headed down to the restaurant for breakfast.
He figured he'd grab a quick toast and head back for more sleep. That's when he spotted a familiar-looking hero walking in—Kang Chaeyoung from next door.
"Up early, huh."
He couldn't pretend not to see her, so Minguk greeted her casually, acting like he knew nothing about last night.
"Oh, hi. Good morning."
Chaeyoung startled a bit at the sight of him but quickly composed herself. For some reason, her face looked utterly exhausted in Minguk's eyes.
"Breakfast?"
"Yeah, just a light toast then back to rest. We cleared a 【B-1】 difficulty dungeon yesterday, so I'm giving the team a break today. Back to missions tomorrow."
"Ah, same here. Pretty much no schedule for us today either."
Most heroes seemed to skip breakfast, leaving the place deserted.
Since they'd both come down alone, Chaeyoung and Minguk naturally ended up at the same table. The awkward silence during their meal must've gotten to her, because Chaeyoung spoke first.
"Oh, the pillar of light. Congrats again. You guys are so lucky. I've only seen one three times ever..."
Chaeyoung flashed a bright smile. Minguk swallowed hard. It was the kind of beautiful smile that made him want to twist it in ecstasy.
"......Thanks. I do feel insanely lucky. And Hero Oh Hyun-ah was the one who opened the box, so I didn't really do much."
"Still, taking down the boss monster had to be the biggest contribution—and that was you, Raid Leader Han Minguk, right?"
As he chatted with Kang Chaeyoung, Minguk suddenly recalled the conversation with his girls last night. His gaze cautiously swept over her bare skin. One thought popped into his head.
"Hey, how about I make you a cup of coffee after we eat, as a congrats? I'd love to hear stories from the legend-maker of Korea. I'll use that wish coupon from before."
"Wish coupon...?"
"Yeah. You said if we beat Hero Kim Sungcheol's team, you'd grant one wish."
"Huh? Oh? Ah...!"
Chaeyoung blinked in surprise at his proposal, then her eyes went wide. She vaguely remembered saying that. But with no follow-up, she'd completely forgotten.
"Coffee? Sure. No point going out—my room's fine, right?"
She nodded right away. A cup of coffee was no big deal, and building rapport with a hotshot raid leader like him was a smart move. But that turned out to be a mistake.
"How I became a hero? Nothing special, really. Same as anyone—mana awakening. What about you, Raid Leader Han Minguk? Why'd you become a raid leader? I heard from Hero Academy stories that you weren't the type to step into the spotlight..."
Talking to a handsome hero guy—Korea's rising star raid leader, no less—was downright fun. They bonded over shared hero experiences, and unlike other guys, he knew how to lead the conversation. Plus, his reactions were spot-on.
"No way? Two GGW raiders took the hero qualification exam with you? Must've been tough teaming up. Fate, huh. All my classmates retired... Guess I should marry quick and retire too."
Before she knew it, she'd dropped the formalities and was chatting away casually.
'No wonder girls fall hard for him.'
Maybe that's why—even after the coffee was gone—she had zero urge to send Minguk packing. Meanwhile, he'd been slowly, naturally closing the distance without making her uncomfortable.
Soon they were shoulder-to-shoulder. Chaeyoung startled and spoke up.
"Whoa, Mr. Young Raid Leader. You into older women like me? Why're you sticking so close? Let's back up a bit— this is getting awkward."
"Age doesn't matter. Noona, you're crazy attractive."
In that moment, Chaeyoung felt Minguk's gaze raking over her body. It was a rude, lust-filled stare.
But no one had ever looked at her with such blatant hunger before. And so, as she hesitated for a split second, Minguk's face loomed over hers. Close enough to feel each other's breath.
"You crazy bastard... Back off before I lose it. I have a fiancé."
Minguk nearly pulled back on instinct from her lowered, pissed-off tone.
- Once a woman gets a boyfriend or husband, most want to be faithful to him. No matter the mood, she'll resist. But that doesn't mean she won't cheat.
- It's a defense mechanism to shift blame to the guy who approached her despite knowing. 'I did nothing wrong—he seduced me, I had no choice. And my boyfriend's partly to blame for leaving me like this.'
If Sojeong's advice hadn't flashed through his mind, he might've. Instead, he met Chaeyoung's eyes and spoke slowly.
"Doesn't matter. You're that hot. And I've wanted to do this for a while."
"What the...!"
Chaeyoung trembled at his words. She never saw that coming.
As she stammered, Minguk covered her lips with his. Her eyes flew wide as she tried to push him away—but even with real force, his solid frame didn't budge.
Breaths grew ragged as their tongues danced. Then Chaeyoung's phone rang—her fiancé's name, marked with a heart. Silenced, it just flashed pathetically.
"Hah... hah... That enough now?"
After an intense makeout, Chaeyoung shoved him back. Her body was starting to throb dangerously—if this kept up, shit was gonna hit the fan.
But Minguk wasn't satisfied with just a kiss. Her flushed face and panting breaths only fueled his lust more.
"Nnh...!"
Another fierce kiss. She resisted on instinct, but it was half-hearted. As he scrambled her mind with his tongue, Minguk's hand started caressing her thigh, inching inward.
"Mmph... mm?! Hey, Han Minguk! I said no, for real. I have a boyfri—!"
Chaeyoung jolted as his fingers slipped past her panties, grabbing for his hand.
"Hnnngh!"
But too late—his fingers plunged deep inside, forcing her head back with a moan. Against her will, her already slick entrance welcomed him effortlessly.