The Taste of Corruption
Tezman stepped out of the restaurant and climbed into the car. The moment he settled in, he pulled out his phone and dialed the one number that needed no explanation.
“Cact.”
The man on the other end answered as if he had been expecting the call and delivered his report immediately.
> She appears to still be asleep, sir.
“I see. Contact me the instant she wakes.”
> Understood.
Tezman ended the call and let out a long sigh. He had thought that once they left the restaurant, he could finally relax and spend time with Sua. Yet reality refused to cooperate.
He knew he couldn’t hide the truth forever, but he had wanted more time. He had planned to confess only after Sua looked at him and him alone—only after she reached the point where she could no longer live without him.
“Damn it, Matteo.”
He should have arrived earlier. If he had, he would have shoved that bastard’s face into a bowl of piping-hot soup instead of the lukewarm swill he’d been served. Tezman frowned in clear disappointment, then raised his voice toward the driver’s seat.
“Drive faster.”
The driver answered with visible tension in his shoulders.
“Yes, sir.”
He needed to be by her side before she woke. That way she would feel less afraid. Another heavy sigh escaped Tezman’s lips.
This was the first time he had ever experienced such emotions. Anxiety and restlessness crashed over him like a tidal wave. What if she turned her back on him? What if she came to hate him? What if she announced she was leaving the estate?
Every possible scenario tore through his mind. He felt like he was going insane. The only thing that could calm this storm was pulling her into his arms right this second.
A harsh curse slipped between his teeth. The driver instinctively pressed harder on the accelerator, pushing the car to even greater speed.
Before long, the vehicle came to a stop in front of his estate. The driver, who had covered a one-hour distance in roughly thirty minutes, looked as if he had aged a decade in a single trip.
Before the driver could even open the rear door, Tezman shoved it open himself and strode urgently into the mansion. The capos offered greetings, but he had no attention to spare for them.
The moment he reached the second floor and headed for the study, he found Leroy and Cact standing guard outside the bedroom door. Having heard the news, Leroy had joined Cact in keeping watch.
“Sua?”
At Tezman’s curt question, Cact answered in a low, respectful tone.
> She has not yet awakened, sir.
Only then did Tezman release the breath he had been holding. As he shrugged off his jacket, Cact quickly stepped forward to take it.
“You may leave. I’ll stay with her now.”
With that, he carefully opened the bedroom door—an uncharacteristic gentleness. The instant he stepped inside, his gaze flew to the bed. Seeing her face buried deep in sleep, the wild pounding in his chest finally began to ease.
Tezman approached the bed. He needed to check her condition. Her soft, even breathing told him she would remain unconscious for some time yet.
After watching her sleep for a moment, he turned toward the bathroom. He needed something to clear his head. An ice-cold shower seemed the perfect remedy.
He stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower stall. The faucet he twisted on in haste unleashed a torrent of water. Freezing streams cascaded over his tense, furious muscles, soaking him from head to toe. He stood motionless beneath the spray for a moment, then tilted his head directly into the flow. The water was so cold it numbed his mind, cooling the heat raging inside his skull.
While Tezman stood under that frigid shower, Sua’s fingers twitched faintly on the bed.
Even though she tried to regain consciousness, the dizziness made it nearly impossible. Her body felt as if it were sinking endlessly into the floor, like she had fallen into a swamp.
What was I doing…?
The moment she tried to remember, a sharp headache split her skull. The pain was so intense she couldn’t even consider opening her eyes.
If this was how it felt, falling back asleep would be easier. Just as Sua was about to let consciousness slip away again, she sensed a presence beside the bed.
“Sua.”
The low whisper pierced straight through her chest. She knew that voice. She knew exactly who it belonged to.
Only then did the memories rush through her mind in rapid succession. Why she was lying here asleep. What had happened before that.
Mafia.
The three letters rang violently inside her head.
She forced her eyelids open. Her blurry vision slowly sharpened until his face came into focus—the man who had stolen her entire heart.
“Sua.”
The gentle way he said her name felt cruel.
“…Tezman.”
“Sua.”
“Don’t say my name.”
Tears spilled from the corners of her eyes.
“You should have told me even if I hadn’t asked.”
“I was going to tell you.”
“Liar. You had no intention of telling me at all.”
“That’s not true.”
Tezman’s shadow began to fall over her body.
“I was going to tell you once you loved me completely. Only then would you be unable to leave me.”
“So now… you already know I will leave.”
Her gaze burned with accusation.
“Because I don’t love you completely.”
Those words snapped the last thread of Tezman’s restraint.
“Ah. I see.”
A cruel smile curved his lips as he continued.
“I have no intention of letting you go, Sua.”
He yanked away the blanket covering her.
“Let go—let me go!”
“That’s right. I’m a mafia boss. Filthy, rotten mafia. So consider yourself unlucky.”
“Tez—Tezm… mmph!”
He captured her lips in one fierce bite. Forcing his tongue between her tightly sealed lips, he pushed inside.
“Mmm…”
A sob-like moan broke from Sua’s throat. Even so, he did not stop. His tongue swept through her mouth like a snake, found hers, and coiled around it tightly.
He sucked on it as if it had always belonged to him, drawing hard. Sua’s body trembled under the dizzying suction that felt strong enough to rip her roots out.
“Haa…”
His mouth left her lips only to sink teeth into her earlobe. He nibbled the soft flesh, licked it with his tongue, and whispered.
“Fall into corruption with me, Sua.”
With a wet sound, his lips left her earlobe and traveled lower. The sudden rush of her sweet scent nearly drove him mad. He buried his nose against her neck, inhaling deeply, then slowly pulled back and dragged his tongue in a long lick down the pale column of her throat before biting down hard.
“Hng!”
A perfect circle of teeth marks bloomed on her neck. While he traced the mark with his fingers, he ripped her T-shirt off in one swift motion. Her bra came up with it, caught at the peak. Just the sight of her pitifully hardened nipples made blood rush violently to his groin.
He unhooked the bra and tossed it aside. Her breasts spilled out like soft pudding made of milk. They were so firm yet yielding, so deliciously tempting that he wanted to devour them immediately.
“Tez—Tezman…!”
He had to make sure she could never run from him. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of her skirt, he dragged both skirt and panties down together.
Completely naked on the bed, Sua stared up at him with reddened eyes. Or more accurately, she glared. Her gaze was filled with resentment. Yet Tezman had no intention of stopping.
All he had to do was replace that resentment with pleasure.
His large hand seized her breast. Immediately her soft flesh began to deform mercilessly in his grip. Every time he squeezed roughly, her red nipple popped out between his fingers.
The sight was unbearably erotic.
“You say you hate it, yet you’re so hard here.”
“I didn’t make them—mmh…”
His index finger pressed firmly on the stiff peak, then released it. The nipple sprang back up even tighter.
“With a body this lewd, are you still planning to go back and become a nun?”
He caught her nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly. Her thighs twitched involuntarily. Her tearful moans filled the room.
“I’m going to keep them like this from now on. So obvious no matter what you wear. So you can’t go anywhere and have no choice but to stay by my side.”
He tugged hard on the captured nipple. Sua’s head fell back on its own.
“Haaah…!”
“In that case, I should make sure nothing else can enter you either.”
His hand left the tormented nipple and grabbed both breasts at once. He pushed them together until the two peaks stood upright as if begging to be sucked first.
His mouth opened. Using both hands, he brought her nipples close together so both could fit inside.
Because of how large her breasts were, even pressed together they barely fit. It didn’t matter. He could simply alternate.
One peak disappeared into his mouth. Sua trembled and moaned as he rolled the sensitive bud on his tongue. He sucked hard, then caught it between his teeth. Sharp pain mixed with pleasure surged through her body. When she shivered, he moved to the other side. The moment her breast was drawn back into the wet heat of his mouth, a strange thrill made her lower belly clench.
“Mmmh…”
Even while diligently tormenting her with his mouth, he seemed unsatisfied. His hand moved again, pinching and rolling the nipple already glistening with saliva.
Sua could no longer even think of pushing him away. Her mind was already flooded with the pleasure he had forced upon her.
“Sua.”
His voice, thick and wet with lust, called her name. Looking at her flushed, hazy face as she let out pitiful moans, he whispered.
“Just drown in me like this.”
His thumb pressed down on her chin, opening her lips. His tongue immediately invaded. Her mind was clouded. Whether from the lingering effects of the drug or the pleasure he gave her, she couldn’t tell. She could only move her own tongue in helpless obedience to his.