Chapter 67: Jihye, the Penthouse, and the Hypnosis Revelation
From that day on, Ayoung started living at my place. We're planning to move to the penthouse soon anyway, and with the bugs installed and the house not being that big, she didn't bother bringing her stuff over right away. For now, she just came with her body... and we spent the night together. Naturally, we had sex too.
Monday morning rolled around, and a ticklish voice tickled my ears.
"Jintae-ya♥ Time for breakfast, mwah."
Ayoung's voice, planting a light kiss on my head to wake me, was straight out of a newlywed's dream. I wanted to savor this honeymoon vibe a bit longer, so I got up at her urging and headed to the dining table. Toast, fried eggs, and a full breakfast were already laid out. I sat down and savored her cooking.
"Delicious?♥"
"The best, Ayoung-ah! Thumbs up!!"
"Hehe♥ I'll make it for you lots and lots from now on!♥"
Ayoung beamed at me with a smile that could melt butter. They say calories are a dish's battle power, and with food this high-powered, I got worried about the future.
"If I keep eating like this, I'll turn into a pig. You okay with that, Ayoung-ah?"
"Of course! No matter what you look like, I'll always love you, Jintae♥"
She leaned in close, right up to my nose.
"Because I'm your wife♥ mwah♥"
With that, she kissed the tip of my nose. Ah... this sweet, honeymoon Ayoung is pure bliss.
"Once Doctor X is sorted, let's go pick out rings. Just hold on a little longer."
"Okay♥ I'll wait forever if I have to."
"And Ayoung-ah, I'm planning to come clean with Jihye today too. That cool?"
With the wedding so close, I needed to clue Jihye in and get her on board before then. I told Ayoung, and she flashed a bright, refreshing smile.
"Got it♥ I'll assume you're sleeping over with Jihye tonight."
"You okay just handing your husband over like that?"
"Totally fine. Because I'm your wife♥"
Ayoung, forgiving everything like always—especially since the proposal. She'd turned into a true saint, and it showed at school too.
"Morning, Jihye-ya. Beautiful day today, right?"
"Uh... yeah, morning, Ayoung-ah. Something up?"
"Why? Do I seem different?"
Jihye, spotting Ayoung on the way to school, was thrown off by her changed aura. Ayoung just smiled innocently, radiating holy vibes.
"Not different, just... your halo's extra blinding today."
"Hehe♥ Must be your imagination."
"Imagination...?"
"Totally imagination♥"
Under Ayoung's pressure, Jihye backed down and whispered to me later.
"Jintae-ya, Ayoung's changed a ton. You know anything?"
"Huh... no... clue...."
I looked away, pretending innocence, but Jihye eyed me suspiciously and sighed.
"Sigh... Fine, tell me later at least..."
Classes started after that. Doctor X seemed satisfied with last week's video of banging Seoyoung, so no new demands. Still, hooked on making these pervy vids, she'd probably demand something weirder soon. Gotta push the wedding forward fast.
Lunchtime hit while I mulled that over, and we headed to the rooftop—our unofficial private dining spot. Jihye had packed a special bento today: perfectly fried shrimp tempura with her signature sauce.
"Jintae-ya, aahn—delicious, right!"
"Nom...nom... So good. This sauce is perfect. You made it?"
"Yeah♥ Mom taught me!"
"Nice, Jihye. You're a great cook too."
"Hehe! Can't mooch off Ayoung forever."
Jihye grinned happily at my praise. Ayoung, in a spot ripe for jealousy, just smiled casually.
"Impressive! Mind if I try one, Jihye-ya?"
"Of course! Here, Ayoung-ah."
After tasting the shrimp, Ayoung beamed radiantly at Jihye.
"So tasty! Teach me sometime♥"
"Sure, it'd be fun cooking together like old times."
"Hehe♥ You burned a lot back then, though."
"Ayoung-ah!"
Jihye paled in embarrassment, and Ayoung giggled.
"Kidding♥ I burned plenty too."
"Seriously..."
These two were the best of friends. Thinking they were both my girls, about to bear my kids and live together forever... yeah, my dick twitched. But hold it in. Not time for the big event yet.
"Alright, Jintae-ya, gotta hit the club room. See you in class."
"Cool, later."
"Catch you soon, Ayoung-ah!"
Ayoung winked at me as she left. Jihye pounced right away.
"Seriously, Jintae-ya, nothing going on with Ayoung?"
"Why? She seem off?"
"She's sweet, but not that angelic. Looked ready to ascend to heaven."
"That much?"
"That much!"
"Hmm... Gotcha..."
Even others noticed Ayoung's glow-up that much? Guess I'm blinded by love. I glanced at Jihye—waiting like a cute chihuahua. Right, today's her day. Gotta give her extra attention.
"More importantly, Jihye-ya, free tonight?"
"T-Tonight!?"
"Yeah, tonight."
"No club, so yeah... Sleepover?"
"Uh... yeah..."
"W-Wait a sec..."
Jihye fidgeted, peeking down her top. Checking her bra? She glanced at her cleavage, smiled happily.
"Yeah! I'm free♥"
Nice lingerie today, huh? Gets me excited.
"Then after school, straight with me."
"Just us?"
"Yeah, told Ayoung already. No worries."
"Okay♥!!!"
Her happiest face at "just us." Honestly, I was pumped too—not just for tonight's fun with Jihye, but because that place I'd waited for was finally ready.
* * *
School ended. I'd said bye to Ayoung earlier, so I went straight to Jihye.
"Let's go."
"W-Wait! Coming!! Jintae-ya."
We hurried out, and I took her hand, heading to our meetup spot far from school. Not going home or anywhere she knew, so she looked confused.
"Where we headed anyway?"
"Almost there... This spot."
A limo—the same one from Mio's place—waited. And the driver I'd hypnotized before.
"Here to pick you up, Jintae-nim."
"What!? Who's this guy? And the car?"
"Details later. Hop in."
"O-Okay."
Jihye climbed in obediently. The limo glided silently away. She glanced nervously at me from the side.
"Jintae-ya... Spill already?"
"Soon. Almost there."
True to my word, under ten minutes later, we pulled into the underground garage of a massive 10-story glass luxury building.
"We've arrived, Jintae-nim."
"Jintae... -nim?"
"C'mon, Jihye-ya."
"O-Okay!"
A suited man waited outside.
"Welcome, Jintae-nim."
"Mr. Choi, thanks for your hard work."
"Haha, my honor. This way."
We followed Mr. Choi. Jihye clung to me tight. At a fancy elevator, he hit the top floor.
"Enjoy your time. Call anytime, Jintae-nim."
Click.Whirr.
The doors shut, and we shot up silently. In seconds, we hit the penthouse—my massive home sweet home.
"Whoa!! What is this place!? Huge!"
The living room was enormous—three stories of windows, 50 pyeong easy, black leather sofas, a 110-inch TV. Sunset city views outside. Sexing here at night would be epic.
"What do you think, Jihye-ya?"
"What? It's awesome!! Straight out of a movie for the super-rich!"
Rich folks' turf... Yeah, that hit home. This penthouse—and the whole building—was mine now. 300 pyeong total, two floors, seven bedrooms plus extras. Owning this 10-story beast? Glad I'm alive.
Jihye bounced around in awe.
"Me here? Like a dream!"
"What if you could live here?"
"Jintae-ya, no way..."
"This building's mine."
She froze in shock. One second... two... three... four... Finally:
"Kyaaaaah!!!! For real!? This is yours!?"
"Dead serious. Want the deed?"
I showed her the registry from Mr. Choi—[Kim Jintae] clear as day.
"How!? Secret chaebol heir or something?"
"Kinda like that?"
"For real! Stop teasing—tell me! Jintae-yaaang♥"
She pounced with aegyo, eyes sparkling. I pretended to cave and started spilling.
"First off, no chaebol blood, no lotto win."
"Then...?"
I steadied myself, chugged a water from the bar to calm my dry throat.
"Jihye-ya, I got this with hypnosis."
"Hypnosis?"
"Yeah. Hypnotized my way to this building. And... you, Ayoung, Teacher Yuri—you're all under my hypnosis."
With that, I cracked open Jihye's Pandora's box.