Chapter 1
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: About to Get Eaten? (1)
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"You. You're Lee Yeon, right?"
Yoon Joo-young narrowed her eyes, peering down at me with obsidian-dark depths. A chill raced up my spine as her sharp gaze raked over me from head to toe.
In that moment, only one thought filled my head.
'I'm fucked.'
She'd caught me. No idea how, but she'd seen right through me. Why? That didn't matter now.
I never should've left my room. I should've just toughed it out, munching nutrient pills even if I starved.
I could've ordered delivery once the reporters cleared out at dawn. What the hell was I thinking, crawling outside?
"..."
But regrets wouldn't help. The situation was here, and I had to face it.
Thump-thump-thump—
My heart pounded like mad, blood rushing to my brain and making my head burn. Meanwhile, my face drained of color, turning ghostly pale. I wanted nothing more than to bolt back to my room right then.
"..."
I leaned one shoulder against the hallway wall, meeting the eyes of Yoon Joo-young, who stared silently at me.
'That bitch would happily smash down my door.'
She had both the power and the will to do it.
If I bolted inside without a word, she'd shatter the door, drag me out, and make me suffer horribly...
'Ignore... just ignore her. I didn't hear a thing. I'm not involved at all. Who's Lee Yeon? No clue. Heh.'
Self-hypnosis in place, I pretended not to hear her and kept walking down the hall.
Step-step.
I moved along quietly, showing no reaction.
But ignoring her wouldn't make this go away that easily.
Click-clack, click-clack—
The rhythmic sound of high heels echoed through the corridor as she followed behind me.
Grab—
She snatched the collar at my nape and yanked me upward effortlessly. Her arms were insanely strong from years of wielding a sword. I dangled in midair like a rabbit caught by a tiger.
"Ugh."
Caught in her grip, I froze up like a frog.
Yoon Joo-young spun me around by the collar until we faced each other, then shoved her face close, scrutinizing every feature of mine up close.
"...Hmm, no matter how I look at it, you look exactly the same."
Our faces were too close. I could feel her warm breath.
Naturally, my eyes drifted to her face.
"..."
Looking at Yoon Joo-young, my breath caught for a second.
I couldn't call her unattractive. Hell, she was stunning. Sharp, fox-like eyes that slanted upward at the corners—cold and irritable at once.
Faint dark circles under her eyes and smoky makeup amplified her decadent beauty. Those deep, sucking pools of darkness in her irises looked a bit hollow from endless overwork.
True to her title of Sword Ghost, her skin was ghostly pale, like flawless white jade. The epitome of a workaholic office lady. A cold urban beauty who'd stolen countless male hunters' hearts. The great Association President. To me, though, she just looked like the Grim Reaper.
"..."
Her face, fixed on me, mixed annoyance, curiosity, anger, and a sticky hunger.
'Scary.'
I swallowed hard under her intense stare.
Meeting her eyes straight-on terrified me, so I dropped my gaze a bit.
Lowering my eyes brought her sleek, deer-like neckline into view, along with the full, proud swell of her breasts peeking from her white shirt.
'...'
Black suit jacket framing a white shirt. Her tits were huge.
I hadn't noticed much back when she bound them under compression bandages as the Sword Ghost, but in this formal shirt, their size was obvious. Not that it mattered right now. If she caught me staring, I'd be dead.
I snapped my eyes back up quickly. But Yoon Joo-young had already noticed, her lips curling slightly.
"Busted. Like what you see?"
"...!"
I forced calm into my voice as best I could.
"Wh-what the hell? Put me down. I'll... I'll call the cops."
But my tongue betrayed me. Suspicious as hell. Failed at playing it cool.
"Sigh."
She glared down at my stammering with sharp eyes, then sighed and undid her neat ponytail.
Snap—
Her hair tie came loose, sending smooth waves cascading over her suit shirt.
Scratch-scratch.
She ruffled her freed hair casually, then pulled a cigarette from her pocket and lit it between her lips.
Snap—
She flicked her fingers, igniting the tip with a spark of mana flame.
Slurp— exhale—
She inhaled deeply, familiarly, then blew out the smoke.
"..."
Even while smoking, her eyes bored into me.
A gaze tangled with thoughts of how to handle this. She seemed convinced I was Lee Yeon. In this weird standoff, I blurted out the first thing circling my mind.
"Sm-smoking indoors is prohibited."
"Oh?"
Her eyebrow arched like I'd fallen right into her trap. She smirked mockingly.
"Our Yeon hates cigarettes too, huh~? What a coincidence~?"
"!"
"You have no idea how this nasty habit started because of you, you little shit."
Tap-tap.
She flicked ash off her cigarette, then opened the door to my suite.
Slam—
Still dangling me from one hand, she dragged me inside.
"So, little Lee Yeon. Shall we talk details inside?"
Talk? Yeah, right.
Whoosh—
The moment she entered, she hurled me onto the bed.
Thud—
My body bounced uselessly across the mattress a few times before sinking into the covers. Yoon Joo-young shut the suite door, locked it with a twist.
Click.
Now, the room held only me and her.
She stood quietly by the door, gazing down at me sprawled on the bed with a sticky, desirous look—nothing like her usual man-eating glare.
'What... the vibe's different.'
Feeling her heated stare all over, I pulled the blanket over myself and stammered,
'G-get out!'
"Wh-why are you doing this? Stop... please?"
But different words tumbled from my mouth. Was it the panic? The rush? Felt like someone else was speaking for me. My head was foggy, like a dream. Just burning hot.
She tilted her head at my plea.
"...Stop? Stop what, exactly?"
Slither—
Yoon Joo-young loosened her shirt collar tie with a lewd smile.
"Me... fucking you?"
"!"
The words from her pretty lips hit like a bomb.
'F-fuck... me?'
I'd expect her to beat me like a dog, but fucking? From her? Unbelievable.
Was this her twisted way of showing hate? Or humiliation for my changed body? Her actions made no sense.
Before the shock faded, she kept firing.
"When's a chance like this coming again? Our Yeon's all powerless now~ Can't not fuck you."
Clatter-clatter.
She kicked off her high heels irritably, then strode toward the bed.
Thump.
She mounted me, looming like a predator pinning prey.
Her arms planted on either side of my head in a wall slam, her stocking-clad knee wedged between my thighs.
Swish.
Her long hair draped over my cheek, tickling my skin with a fragrant shampoo scent.
In this position, her massive breasts sagged slightly under their weight. I gulped, staring at the snow-white mounds jiggling in her shirt.
"..."
Her downward gaze differed from usual—hazy, entranced.
She stared hotly, then grabbed my loose collar and stripped it off.
Rip—
My bare chest exposed, she licked her lips hungrily.
"Nipples... pink, huh?"
Stroke—
Her hand slid onto my chest.
Her long, slender fingers teased around my areola.
"Eep."
I let out a small moan. Where she touched felt weird, my head heating up.
I'm a guy—nipples shouldn't feel good. No way.
Confirming my reaction, she arched a brow playfully.
"Feels good here? Hmm?"
Delighted at finding my weak spot, she smiled and kept tormenting my nipples.
Swirl-swirl.
Fingers circling both areolas clockwise, then lightly flicking the tips.
She pinched and twisted them gently between thumb and forefinger.
"Hnn. Unn."
Each touch of her delicate fingers drew sweet moans from me as I writhed.
'Why...!'
My body didn't feel like mine. Head all fuzzy.
After toying with my nipples—twisting, tickling—she buried her head by my ear and whispered filthily.
"Getting off on your nipples? Our Yeon's such a perv. Want more?"
"N-no...!"
"Liar. You're loving it."
Pinch—
She tweaked one, and my body jerked.
"Ahhn!"
'Th-this... is wrong! Weird!'
Nothing made sense. Her actions, my reactions.
But things rolled on regardless.
She sat up and shifted toward my lower half.
"Nipple sensitivity checked. Now, shall we inspect our Yeon's little cock?"