Chapter 50
Any beauty, no matter how stunning, fell easily into his lap. But this one haughty beauty alone proved immune. She seemed strangely approachable at first glance, yet her defenses were an iron wall.
That was why Oh Jeong-hoon hadn't grasped Choi Yu-jin's true personality. But Han Ya-seong already had a pretty good read on her.
He's trying so hard.
But no way would something like that sway Senior Choi Yu-jin. She was a queen—a true queen bee. Even if a guy had that killer looks, she wouldn't get swept away so easily. How aloof could she be?
That was why even Seo Tae-ha, the undisputed kingka of campus, got dumped over something as trivial as cheating. Any other girl would've begged him not to leave, sobbing and pleading—even if he cheated right in front of her. That's how hot Seo Tae-ha was. Girls would've lined up to be his second.
But Choi Yu-jin had kicked even a guy like that to the curb without a second thought. In terms of haughtiness, she was on par with Hollywood starlets. No wonder a clown like this couldn't touch her.
So Han Ya-seong's gaze shifted from hostile to one of pity as he looked at Oh Jeong-hoon.
Sigh, poor guy...
He figured Oh Jeong-hoon was struggling in Senior Choi Yu-jin's web too. Deciding to slip out of that web himself, Han Ya-seong swam off to the side.
"Yu-jin sunbae, I'm gonna head over there."
"Huh?"
Choi Yu-jin had been wondering how he'd react out of jealousy when Han Ya-seong suddenly swam away. She couldn't believe it. Did he just ignore me? Right in front of this kingka? Does he think he's got me that locked down? He can just wander off without a worry?"
That irked her. If he were her boyfriend, shouldn't he unleash some primal instinct and compete for her against this kingka? As those annoyed thoughts swirled, Choi Yu-jin suddenly flinched.
Boyfriend? What the—? For a split second, I just thought of this freshman guy as my boyfriend!"
It shocked her so much she stood there with her mouth agape, dazed. When had Han Ya-seong crept this deep into her heart? Even she was stunned by it. She'd given him her body, and now her heart seemed to be following suit. The confusion hit hard; she shook her head, trying to shove it away.
But then a massive shadow loomed over her. Oh Jeong-hoon had closed in, standing right in front of her. At 190 cm tall, he blocked the sunlight, casting a huge shadow across Choi Yu-jin.
Should I just hug her like this?"
Oh Jeong-hoon had approached because she'd been spacing out for a while, wondering what was up. But up close, Choi Yu-jin was so breathtakingly gorgeous he couldn't hold back. He was utterly smitten—Is this what love feels like?"
His erection had grown so massive it was poking out the side of his triangle swim briefs. Good thing they had the lovers' pool to themselves; in the main pool, he'd have been called a pervert, pointed at, maybe even beaten.
Choi Yu-jin's allure was that lethal. Oh Jeong-hoon couldn't think straight. I have to have this woman." With her as his girlfriend, he wouldn't need anyone else for a good while. Plus, he'd have bragging rights—everyone would envy him parading her around.
Oh Jeong-hoon decided then and there to make Choi Yu-jin his girl. Originally, he'd planned a one-and-done at the water park, but now he wanted to call her to his officetel in Seoul too. He never brought girls home or shared his address—too risky if they showed up unannounced. But with her? Fine by him. A woman like this was worth keeping for at least a year, maybe more. Sure, he'd still cheat occasionally—no one could live on rice alone. But this wide-eyed beauty in front of him would understand. If not, he'd dump her. She had to forgive his flings like the others.
And there was a reason for that confidence. Some girls begged to be his girlfriend, even as a second. When caught cheating, they didn't rage—they cried and pleaded not to be dumped. To women, he was absolute. He was the ultimate kingka, ruling over them all.
Choi Yu-jin was a cut above, so he'd elevate her a notch. The rest were disposable side chicks; she'd be his favored concubine, one he'd keep fucking long-term.
That's why Oh Jeong-hoon resolved to claim her now. A hug, an invite upstairs, and she'd cave. Hell, she might've even extended her stay a day just to see him. Damn my popularity...
Brimming with confidence, Oh Jeong-hoon reached out with both arms to embrace the Choi Yu-jin standing right there.
Choi Yu-jin stared in disbelief. Kid, what the hell?"
He'd been lost in his own delusions, and now he was lunging for a hug. And that thing she'd noticed in the water earlier? It was bugging her. A long, fleshy protrusion was sticking out from his black triangle briefs. Flaunting a blatant hard-on—what a joke.
Thinking back to that first hunt, when she'd felt even a flicker of attraction to this kingka? Pathetic. He was just another sleazy dude. Other girls might swoon over his looks, but she was Queen Choi Yu-jin. She didn't melt for mere handsome faces like some simpering fool.
But this idiot was coming in too fast—no time to dodge. If he grabbed her, her breasts would press against him, skin on skin. And that gross thing poking from his briefs? It'd rub right against her navel. Her bikini offered no barrier—just raw flesh meeting flesh. The thought made her skin crawl, revulsion churning in her gut.
Unable to stop it, Choi Yu-jin shuddered and squeezed her eyes shut. Ya-seong...
In her moment of crisis, Han Ya-seong's voice rang in her ears unbidden.
"What do you think you're doing?"
He appeared like a knight on a white horse. Choi Yu-jin peeked through slitted eyes and saw Han Ya-seong blocking Oh Jeong-hoon with his body and arms. Her heart skipped.
How cool was he? Her slit quivered and throbbed wildly. This rush was a first. Han Ya-seong was so damn hot. Her noble lady's servant had become a dashing knight. She swallowed hard as her pussy kept pulsing. She wanted to drag him to her room right now, get ravaged on the bed. If she were the man and he the woman, she'd rape him on the spot. Now she got why rape romance novels sold like hotcakes.
Han Ya-seong held Oh Jeong-hoon at bay with his body and arms, looking up at him.
Damn, he's huge...
Up close, the height difference felt even starker—nearly 20 cm. Oh Jeong-hoon had a whole extra head on him.
Oh Jeong-hoon froze when some average joe popped up to block him just as he was about to hug the bikini-clad beauty. His mood soured instantly, irritation plain on his face and in his tone.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I'm Yu-jin sunbae's junior."
"And?"
"Why are you trying to sexually harass her?"
"What?"
Sexual harassment? Oh Jeong-hoon let out a hollow laugh. This punk's calling me out for harassment? Girls love my hugs! That's for losers, not me. Hell, they'd enjoy it even if I raped them!"
He figured the guy just didn't know who he was. But then the average joe said something even weirder.
"Fix that thing first. It's embarrassing."
"Fix what?"
Following the guy's embarrassed gaze downward, Oh Jeong-hoon saw his erection poking out of his swim briefs. Oh shit! When did that happen?"
Well, he'd noticed it earlier but figured no one was around, so he'd ignored it. Now this nobody was calling him out like it was trash to hide.
Mortified, Oh Jeong-hoon twisted away awkwardly, fumbling to stuff it back in. The humiliation killed his boner fast. Face burning red from shame and rage, he redirected all that fury at the average joe standing between him and Choi Yu-jin.