Chapter 539: Lady! What on earth have you done to me!?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 539: Lady! What on earth have you done to me!?
Flump.
Having reached her climax, Lee So-ran went completely limp.
It felt as if every ounce of strength had drained from her body after the intense ordeal.
'I'm sleepy...'
Blink, blink.
An overwhelming fatigue began to wash over her. Between the post-orgasmic exhaustion and the lingering intoxication, the god of sleep was calling her name.
Slowly...
Her eyes fluttered shut. Her dead-weight body slumped forward, collapsing right on top of Sun-woo.
She had fallen into a deep slumber.
"Lady Lee?" Sun-woo called out, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
"..."
But she was already dead to the world, offering no response.
"Ha."
Sun-woo let out a hollow chuckle. No matter how drunk she was, he never expected her to fall asleep while his cock was still inside her.
"What a funny girl."
A smirk played on Sun-woo’s lips as he slowly lifted her up.
Schlick.
As his dick slowly slid out, a flood of semen and sexual fluid began to pour from her. Once he was completely free, Sun-woo reached out and laid her down beside him.
She ended up nestled perfectly in his arms. Sun-woo turned his head to look at Lee So-ran.
Zzz... zzz...
She was sleeping peacefully, looking as if she didn't have a single care or worry in the world.
Stroke, stroke.
Sun-woo began to gently stroke her hair.
'Sleep well.'
A deep, knowing smile remained etched on his face.
*
Rustle, rustle.
Lee So-ran began to toss and turn. The sensation of the hard floor beneath her, rather than a soft mattress, was making her uncomfortable.
Rustle, rustle.
After tossing and turning for a while, she felt her body brush against something. It was something firm, yet strangely warm and cozy.
She instinctively pulled the object into a hug. The warmth and comfort felt so good that she couldn't help herself.
She held onto it for a long time until a thought occurred to her.
'Wait, what is this?'
Doubt began to creep into her mind. She didn't remember having anything like this in her room.
Slowly...
Unable to contain her curiosity, she slowly opened her eyes. The object she was hugging came into focus.
Immediately, her eyes widened in horror. The identity of the "object" was something she had never expected.
Messy, flowing black hair.
Thick, masculine eyebrows.
Clear skin.
A sharp, straight nose.
A firm set of lips.
A man who could only be described as handsome.
'Jang Sun-woo?!'
Indeed. The thing she had been hugging so tightly was none other than Jang Sun-woo.
'W-Why?!'
Confusion swirled in Lee So-ran’s eyes. She couldn't wrap her head around it. Why was Jang Sun-woo lying here, sleeping right next to her?
'Wait, could it be...?!'
A sudden, terrifying realization flashed through her mind. She quickly looked down at herself.
'N-No way...?!'
She gasped in shock. She realized that both she and Sun-woo were stark naked, without a single stitch of clothing on.
That wasn't all. The floor was covered in various stains, including traces of blood.
"...Ah."
The sight triggered a flood of memories from the previous night.
The way she had stubbornly insisted on not ending the drinking session.
The way she had suggested a strip game using dice.
The way she had begged to touch his dick.
The way she had masturbated, unable to hold back, and begged him to fuck her.
The way she had forcibly climbed on top of his dick.
The way she had demanded an internal ejaculation.
Everything came rushing back.
Flush!
Her face turned a deep shade of crimson. Recalling the events of last night filled her with an agonizing sense of shame, embarrassment, and humiliation.
'I'm a total slut!'
It was true. She was a lewd woman—a seductress who had forced herself upon a man who didn't want it.
'What do I do...?'
Her expression grew grave. Before she could even process the grief of losing her virginity, she was consumed by the worry of how to handle this situation. In a way, she had practically raped him.
As she was spiraling into deep distress...
"Mmm... ugh."
Sun-woo suddenly shifted in his sleep and draped his arm over her shoulder.
"Eek!"
Lee So-ran let out a short yelp. The sudden contact had startled her.
Snap!
At the sound of her cry, Sun-woo’s eyes snapped open. He found himself staring directly into Lee So-ran’s trembling, anxious eyes.
"...What... is this?"
Sun-woo looked at her with an expression of pure bewilderment.
"......What is what?"
"Why... are you... in my room, Lady Lee?" Sun-woo asked, looking utterly confused.
"......This... isn't your room, Young Master."
"It's not my room!?"
Sun-woo tilted his head at her words. He slowly turned his gaze around, scanning the surroundings. Before long, his eyes drifted downward.
"Huh?"
His eyes darted around frantically, as if he couldn't believe he was naked.
After a moment of stunned silence...
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
Sun-woo let out a scream as if he had finally come to his senses. He scrambled to cover his private parts with both hands.
"Lady! What on earth have you done to me!?"
Having shielded himself, Sun-woo glared at Lee So-ran with eyes full of indignation.
"T-That's... you see..."
Meeting his gaze, Lee So-ran began to stammer, her face pale with panic.
"How... how could you... do this to me..."
Sun-woo cut her off, refusing to hear any excuses, and glared at her with a look of profound disappointment.
"Young Master... please... just... listen to me..."
"Enough! What possible excuse could you have in a situation like this!?"
"........That's..."
"Was this all planned? Is that it?"
"N-No, it wasn't!"
"I should have known from the moment you ordered the alcohol. To think you were hiding such wicked intentions... How could a person... do this..."
Sun-woo continued, his voice trembling as if he were deeply wounded.
"............"
Seeing his intense reaction, Lee So-ran fell into a heavy silence. As the one who had essentially forced him, she had no right to speak.
'But... later on... didn't the Young Master enjoy it too?'
As she agonized over the situation, a memory from just before her final climax surfaced.
It was a bit hazy, but he had definitely seemed to be enjoying the sex. And hadn't he filled her with his semen?
"Um..."
She slowly opened her mouth.
"Young Master... didn't you... also find it... pleasurable?"
"What kind of nonsense is that!? How could sex forced upon me through rape possibly be pleasurable!?"
Sun-woo flared up, raising his voice in anger.
"But... yesterday..."
"Yesterday, I was only trying to be considerate of you! You shoved my dick inside you and started acting like you were in pain—how could I just leave you like that!?"
"............"
"I am truly disappointed in you, Lady Lee. I was simply hoping for a sincere apology. But to claim that I enjoyed it? How can you say something so outrageous? How... how could you say that to me?"
Sun-woo shouted in a voice thick with rage. He seemed utterly disgusted by her attitude.
"I-I'm sorry."
Lee So-ran quickly apologized. Hearing him put it that way, she felt he was right. He was strictly the victim of an assault. Yet, instead of offering a sincere apology, she had tried to make excuses to lessen her guilt.
A wave of remorse washed over her.
"Are you only apologizing now? You only say sorry after I get angry. Fine. I don't need a soulless apology like that."
"No... Young Master... it's not like that... I was wrong... It's all my fault... Please... I beg for your forgiveness, just this once..."
She began to plead with him, her voice desperate.
"............"
Sun-woo remained silent for a moment.
Spring!
He suddenly stood up from the floor. He reached for a water bottle on the table and began pouring it onto the floor.
Splash, splash, splash.
The water soaked into the floorboards.
Toss.
Sun-woo threw the now-empty bottle toward Lee So-ran.
Catch.
She caught the empty bottle reflexively.
"Put the water back in the bottle, exactly as it was. Then I will forgive you."
Sun-woo glared at her with cold, piercing eyes.
"..............."
She bit her lip and fell silent. She understood exactly what he meant. It was impossible to put spilled water back into a bottle. He was telling her he had no intention of forgiving her.
'I... I've really done something irreversible.'
Brim...
Tears began to well up in her eyes. The realization of the terrible thing she had done to Sun-woo filled her with crushing guilt, sorrow, and regret.
She was so sorry. She regretted it so much. She had crossed a line that should never have been crossed.
"......I'll be going now. I hope we never have to see each other again."
Sun-woo watched her cry for a moment before speaking.
Rustle, rustle.
He began to pick up his clothes from the floor and put them on.
"......Young Master... I'm so sorry."
Sob...
Lee So-ran apologized through her tears. She couldn't think of anything else to do or say.
"...Enough. It's unnecessary."
But Sun-woo refused to accept her apology to the very end. He simply finished dressing and prepared to leave.
"I'm leaving."
Fully dressed, Sun-woo began walking toward the door.
"W-Wait! Please!"
Grab.
Lee So-ran grabbed the hem of his pants. She felt like she couldn't let him leave like this.
Yank!
But Sun-woo roughly shook off her hand and walked straight out.
Slam!
He shut the door behind him with a heavy thud.
"Ugh... huff... sob... sob... How... how did it end up like this...?"
Left alone in the room, Lee So-ran finally broke down into loud sobs. She was consumed by self-loathing, knowing that the wonderful atmosphere from yesterday had turned cold and bitter all because of her mistake.
The sound of her weeping filled the luxurious private suite.
*
Step, step.
Once outside the suite, Sun-woo began to walk briskly. What he needed now was speed—enough speed to put a significant distance between himself and her.
"Young Master, did you enjoy your night?"
As he emerged, the waiter greeted him with a sly, knowing grin.
"Yes, thanks to you, I had a very pleasant night."
Sun-woo replied with a faint, relaxed smile.
"But I don't see the young lady with you."
The waiter asked, looking puzzled. Sun-woo had entered with her, but he was leaving alone.
"A woman naturally has much to prepare, does she not? I have urgent business, so I am leaving first."
Sun-woo spoke calmly, his face a mask of composure.
"Ah, I see. Then I shouldn't clear the table just yet."
The waiter nodded in understanding. It was true that women took much longer to get ready. They had to redo their makeup, and their accessories and clothes were far more numerous and complicated than a man's.
"Yes. Make sure you don't do anything to ruin her mood."
Sun-woo nodded and continued. Right now, she was likely crying her eyes out. If someone walked in on her like that, she would be mortified. Even if he was the one who made her cry, he didn't want to cause her further embarrassment.
"Don't you worry. I won't let anyone in until the lady comes out herself."
The waiter replied with a confident tone.
"You're quick on the uptake."
Pleased with the waiter's attitude, Sun-woo handed him a small fragment of a silver coin.
"Oh! Thank you so much!"
The waiter's face lit up with a massive grin as he accepted the silver. His mouth practically stretched from ear to ear at the unexpected windfall.
'Hehe, I knew the guests in the private suites were the best.'
The waiter thought to himself. It was true what they said: those with money knew how to spend it.
"Well then, I'll be off. I have a busy schedule."
With that, Sun-woo quickly made his way out.
"Safe travels, Young Master!"
The waiter called out loudly as he watched Sun-woo disappear. Sun-woo gave a casual wave of his hand before stepping out of the tavern entirely.
He then began heading toward the Cheonmu Alliance as fast as possible.
It was time to put his next plan into motion.