Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: Acting Practice (8)
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Kim Jinwoo pressed his lips to the top of her foot.
Smack.
"Eek!"
The dirtiest spot.
The most lowly, filthy part of her body.
Kim Jinwoo kissed it without a hint of hesitation.
Jeong So-yul locked eyes with him as he gazed up at her, lips against her bare foot.
His eyes burned with thick, viscous desire.
This wasn't just the gaze of a man with a foot fetish.
It was raw possessiveness—this woman was his from head to toe, without a single inch spared.
A conquering urge to cover even her lowliest soles with his lips and saliva.
Jeong So-yul swallowed hard at that pure, sticky lust.
Was that desire directed at Lee Ji-su from Choi Young-do?
Or was it Kim Jinwoo's for her, Jeong So-yul?
She couldn't tell.
The acting should have ended earlier.
It should be over now.
But denying it felt impossible—his eyes were far too much like Choi Young-do's.
Staring into them, Jeong So-yul thought:
'I wish those eyes belonged to Kim Jinwoo.'
She wished it was Kim Jinwoo's gaze fixed on Jeong So-yul, not Choi Young-do's on Lee Ji-su.
It was a crazy thought.
Jeong So-yul, who guarded against scandals more fiercely than anyone and treasured her reputation, entertaining such an idea?
She could hardly believe she was thinking it herself.
'Did I really just think that?'
Am I really going insane?
Why?
But she didn't entirely hate the part of herself that felt this way.
She didn't know the reason.
Was it just because she liked what this man had done to her?
No, that wasn't it.
Simply...
'A cocky pervert is better than a pathetic loser.'
Kim Jinwoo's primal allure captivated her.
That was the only explanation that came to mind.
She swallowed again.
Every sensation seemed focused on the foot he was caressing.
"Spread your toes."
Kim Jinwoo commanded.
Without thinking, Jeong So-yul wiggled her curled toes and spread them.
It was humiliating.
Exposing her bare feet to a man was embarrassing enough, but him staring at them with such greed?
He glanced at her obeying him, then smirked.
"Pretty. Even your toes."
With that, he started sucking them one by one, beginning with her big toe.
Slurp, smack.
"Ah... ugh..."
It was a bizarre sensation.
His cool, wet tongue slipped between her toes.
Like fingers interlacing, it stroked the gaps.
Different from when he'd licked and sucked her thighs earlier.
Cruder, more base.
But she loved it.
A ticklish thrill that teased her core.
A sharp jolt raced from her toes up her legs.
Then inward, to her inner thighs.
The sensation burrowed deeper.
Though he was only sucking her foot, Jeong So-yul trembled like her whole body was being pleasured.
"It's... dirty there... Eek!"
She wanted to tell him to stop.
But she couldn't.
Kim Jinwoo sucking her foot was too mesmerizing.
Serving her.
No—claiming her as his. That sacred act was too captivating.
The thrill was too intense.
She couldn't bring herself to say stop.
He ignored her protests about it being dirty.
Instead, he showed her with actions.
Your feet aren't dirty.
"But it's... so dirty..."
Why does he suck it like he loves it?
And why does it feel so good to me?
Jeong So-yul bit her lip.
She knew she should find it repulsive, but her body reacted the opposite.
The taboo thrill of the highest man licking her lowest place.
It aroused her.
"Ticklish?"
Kim Jinwoo asked, teeth grazing her toe, eyes narrowed.
His words were muffled, but his gaze pierced her clearly.
You love this spot, don't you?
Eyes that seemed to see through her basest desires.
Jeong So-yul felt her waist quiver.
The sensations he gave climbed her spine, stirring her mind.
The depravity of the act drove her mad.
"S-Stop..."
Dangerous.
If she let him continue with her feet.
She'd cross a forbidden line.
Desperately, she tried to pull away.
"I told you. No escaping."
His hand clamped her ankle hard.
"Eek!"
Grip strength that rattled her bones.
He was a man.
A dominator who could overpower her with sheer force.
Like a shackle, his hand held her ankle fast.
"This foot doesn't move a step without my permission."
He spat the pooled saliva across her sole in one broad lick.
Lick.
From heel to arch to toe tips.
Sticky saliva coated her foot.
It tickled.
Maddeningly so.
But it felt good.
A sharp, electric tingle.
Nothing like when her thighs or pussy were sucked.
"Hah... ugh... let... let go..."
She squirmed in panic, but Kim Jinwoo didn't release her.
He rubbed her foot against his cheek, savoring it.
"Pull away now, and where to? Home? Back to those people you despise?"
Kim Jinwoo spat Choi Young-do's lines.
Ah.
It was a shame.
Why did Choi Young-do have to say these lines, not Kim Jinwoo?
She wished he'd see her as Jeong So-yul, not Lee Ji-su.
Wished his obsession was for her.
The impulsive thought made her eyes widen in shock.
'What did I just think?'
Wish it was for Jeong So-yul over Lee Ji-su?
Crave this vulgar, filthy act for myself?
No.
It's just acting.
Kim Jinwoo and I are just performing for our goals.
That's why...
I absolutely don't want this pervert stuff.
Denying it to herself, she gulped.
No.
I...
It's not what Jeong So-yul wanted, just...
At that moment, Kim Jinwoo grinned wickedly and kissed the top of her foot deeply once more.
Smack—.
His lips pulling away felt unbearably disappointing.
"Wherever you go, my scent will linger. Every step you take will leave my saliva on the floor."
Was a man's voice declaring ownership over his bitch always this sweet?
She wanted to hear more.
Just a bit more of him claiming her as his.
'It's not really for me anyway.'
If it's for Lee Ji-su.
She could toss aside her actress pride.
"You're insane. Really..."
Jeong So-yul's legs shook.
She wanted to deny how one voice made her melt, strength fleeing—but her body was too honest.
A beast pinned by the ankle, helpless.
She knew that's exactly what she looked like.
"Now the other one."
Kim Jinwoo showed no mercy.
He lifted her remaining foot and claimed it the same way.
Sluuurp.
The sound of him sucking her toes like candy echoed lewdly.
Jeong So-yul glanced at her reflection on the screen.
Pants down to her ankles.
Panties stripped, ass fully exposed.
A woman gasping while a man held her foot.
Vulgar.
More obscene than ever.
"How's that feel? Lee Ji-su."
Kim Jinwoo released her foot and stood.
His lips and chin glistened with saliva.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and approached her.
"Feel a bit freer now?"
Jeong So-yul nodded blankly at his question.
Freer?
Yes, this was freedom.
Escaping the prison of pretending to be noble and pure.
Liberation to bare her dirtiest, primal instincts.
In this moment, she didn't need to be an actress.
Right now, she wasn't actress Jeong So-yul—she was bitch Lee Ji-su, craving to surrender everything and become the male's possession.
'Too bad that gaze isn't really on me.'
Jeong So-yul couldn't do this.
Unlike Lee Ji-su, she had too much to protect.
So...
'I'll be Lee Ji-su for now.'
Even if he wasn't looking at me.
Even if we're just using each other.
Even if it's just acting.
The sensations were real.
With trembling eyes, she looked down at Kim Jinwoo.
"Do more."
"......"
"Ruin me into an even cheaper slut."
"......"
"Not the chaebol heiress—just turn me into a filthy bitch."
Words Jeong So-yul would never say.
"I'm your possession."
She voiced them.
At those words, Kim Jinwoo's hand rose slowly.
When it reached her waist...
Riiiing!
The phone rang.
Shattering the immersed moment with noise.
-Manager Uncle.
Her uncle's call.
"Ah..."
Jeong So-yul bit her lip with a sigh-like moan.
If she ignored it here.
She could probably indulge in even viler acts with Kim Jinwoo.
But...
The last pride of scandal-free actress Jeong So-yul stopped her.
She answered.
"Yes, Uncle."
-I'll be there soon. How'd the acting practice go?
"Ah..."
Acting practice.
Right.
That's why we gathered here.
Regaining her composure, Jeong So-yul looked at Kim Jinwoo with softened eyes.
His face said it all—he'd support whatever she said.
She wanted more.
Wanted to break more.
But she couldn't.
She didn't have that much courage yet.
"Yes, it went well... We'll wrap up soon."
-Got it. I'll park out front.
"Okay."
Jeong So-yul hung up.
The boiling desire subsided a layer.
Kim Jinwoo watched her and asked.
"Satisfied?"
"......"
"Think you can immerse in the acting now?"
She nodded.
"Yes. This should... be enough."
No.
Not enough.
I want more.
Want more but...
Can't.
"Um, Jinwoo-ssi..."
"Yeah?"
"C-Can I ask for more next time?"
"Sure."
He smiled.
"But the price..."
"You mean the expression I don't show others?"
She nodded.
She still hadn't shown it, it seemed.
Honestly, she had no idea how to.
She felt uneasy inside.
Kim Jinwoo watched her a moment, then chuckled.
"You've already paid."
"I have?"
"Yeah. I got a good look at that expression you hide from everyone, so no worries."
"Ah..."
She nodded.
She didn't quite get it, but she could guess it held some lewd meaning from his face.
It made her blush with shame.
"Let's head out. Spray some perfume, just in case."
Before dressing fully, Jeong So-yul glanced at her reflection once more.
Etching the lewd sight of herself—pants off, pleasured by a man.
'So slutty. Really.'
Her heart pounded wildly.
"Whew, what a fucking hot bitch."
Back home, I let out a heavy sigh.
My rock-hard cock hadn't softened even after arriving.
"Gonna need to bust one to sleep."
I recalled Jeong So-yul's final expression.
That look begging me to fuck her right then.
If we'd had just a little more time.
I really would've railed her.
"Such a shame."
Masturbation it is tonight.
I replayed her thoughts from the acting.
Her desire to truly fall, to be wrecked like Lee Ji-su in utter depravity.
And all those expressions when immersion broke—Jeong So-yul blushing at me.
Those vulgar, lewd faces she'd never show anyone else, fixed on me—they wouldn't leave my mind.
"Expressions no one else sees, for sure."
Shameful ones.
Craving desire.
Gazing only at me.
All those faces stoked my possessive instincts—my erection wouldn't quit.
Someday, I'd defile her. With that thought, I spent a heated night.
And at the same time.
"Hah... hah... Kim Jinwoo..."
Jeong So-yul soothed her more aroused-than-ever body.
"You're a really bad man."
Reciting movie lines.
"Turning me... into this with your filthy body..."
While recalling the man's gaze fixed on her.
Monday.
"Sunbae!"
The moment I stepped onto campus, Han Chae-ah called out.
Why does this pervert always spot me at the front gate and yell?