Ominous Signs (1)

"That bastard..." Having heard my story, Juran pulled out her phone and warned me. "I'll make sure this piece of shit never messes with you again, so keep quiet and just listen."

Ring, ring, ring... Hearing the loud dial tone, it was clear she had put it on speakerphone.

Juran didn't even wait for Gyuhwan to finish. "Hey, you crazy son of a bitch! Who the fuck do you think you are, messing with my husband?"

Whoa, husband? That's going way too far.

It seemed they had already talked about me. If I had to guess, something went down between them yesterday, and Gyuhwan, terrified that Juran would confess to me, had come to threaten me in hopes that I would reject her.

"I don't even need to confess. Ha-woon is just mine. So stop acting like a piece of shit to my husband. If you do it one more time, I swear to God I'll leak the video of you jerking off in here all over the internet with your real name attached."

What on earth is she talking about? And by "in here," does she mean this office?

Wait... Is this guy on the verge of tears? The notorious Hong Gyuhwan?

"I'm with Ha-woon right now. I'm putting him on, so apologize to him."

Ignoring his outburst, I pointed back and forth between my mouth and the phone, gesturing to ask if I could speak. Juran nodded.

"I'm on the phone..."

Before I could even hesitate over how to respond, Juran roared.

"Fuck? Fuck? You son of a bitch, did I tell you to apologize or did I tell you to swear? Ha-woon heard everything. If you don't bow your head and beg right now, I'm sending that video to him too."

I really, really don't want that video. So please, just apologize.

Now he was flat-out crying.

"Uh... sorry, Gyuhwan... let's just get this over with quickly... I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable too..."

"Hey, can't think of an apology? Then I'll tell you what to say, and you repeat it word for word. 'I have committed a sin worthy of death, Brother-in-law. I will never threaten Brother-in-law again. Please make Sister happy.'"

Brother-in-law? That is seriously messed up.

If you only heard those last words, you'd think he was a loving younger brother crying as he sent his sister off to get married. Even though he was the guy who had just tried to beat me up, I almost felt sorry for him. That was how utterly sorrowful his weeping sounded.

"That's enough. You did well... Honestly, just leaving me alone is enough. Just promise me that."

Juran cut in. "Say 'I understand.' Use honorifics, you motherfucker."

"If I ever catch you acting insolent toward Ha-woon again, I'll show you what it really means to be utterly ruined. Treat him with absolute respect. I'm hanging up."

Without even waiting for an answer, she tapped the end call button and flashed a bright smile at me. "There, all done."

No, it was definitely not "all done." Husband, spouse, brother-in-law... there were way too many things bothering me. But my curiosity got the better of my complaints. "What exactly did Hong Gyuhwan... do in here?"

"The manager of this studio is Gyuhwan's older sister." Juran explained that she had met Gyuhwan through the manager in the first place.

One day, after Juran and the staff returned from a shoot, they found a few drops of semen on the floor and hasty wipe marks on the table.

Horrified that a pervert had broken into an all-female workspace, the staff checked the security camera footage. What they saw was the manager's younger brother masturbating while staring at a photo of Juran.

Since Gyuhwan occasionally did odd jobs around the studio for pocket money, everyone knew him. The office was thrown into absolute chaos. Some staff members spat out curses in disgust, while others laughed until their stomachs hurt.

The manager was busy bowing her head and apologizing to every single employee—especially to Juran, who had been used as his jerk-off material.

After that, Gyuhwan's access to the studio was revoked, and the manager saved the footage onto an external drive, locking it away. Apparently, it was partly the sister's twisted amusement to mess with her brother, and partly a blackmail tool to keep him under control.

Knowing her brother was a complete delinquent, the manager had shared the location of the drive with Juran, just in case he ever tried to do something terrible to her.

I knew he was a psycho, but he's way worse than I thought. At this point, he was basically a monkey that happened to speak human language.

"Now... there's nothing standing in our way, right?"

I had been so engrossed in the shocking story that I completely forgot—I was currently sitting in the tiger's den. In my panic after being suddenly kissed, there was something I hadn't realized: the rumors about Juran being promiscuous were completely false. If so, then Juran was definitely a virgin, which explained why she was so deeply obsessed with me. The way she looked at me, her tone, her actions—everything indicated that she wasn't just targeting my body for a bit of fun.

"So, shall we get back to what we were doing?"

The moment the words left her mouth, Juran pounced on me.

"Wait! I don't like this..."

Earlier, I had succumbed to the atmosphere, but not this time. Before her lips could reach mine, I raised my arms to block her face.

"Haa... What is that face? You look so incredibly hot right now."

"W-what?!"

"You're really... making it impossible for me to hold back. ♡"

This girl... she thinks I'm just playing hard to get.

"No, seriously, I'm not joking..."

Her surprisingly powerful hands grabbed my arms and pulled. I was lifted up helplessly. Panic seized me as my arms were pinned above my head.

"We only met yesterday! Doing this so suddenly... at least let us get to know each other first, and then... Mmph!"

She didn't even wait for me to finish before her lips crashed into mine. My other hand, which I had tried to use to push her face away, was instantly pinned down as well.

Chup, slurp... kiss♡ chu...

She devoured my upper and lower lips mercilessly, biting and sucking hungrily before pulling back, leaving a thin, glistening thread of saliva stretching between us.

"Haa... That's too much trouble. Let's just establish a done deal right now. ♡"

The wet thread broke and fell cold against my chin. I wanted to wipe it away, but with my arms pinned, I couldn't even lift a finger.

"No... I said no!" I resisted, shaking my head with all my might, my face smeared with saliva.

It was true that hearing about Juran's past had made me see her in a slightly different light. But that didn't mean I wanted to date this terrifyingly aggressive woman. Just look at her right now—she was completely out of control.

"You don't want to? There's no way."

"Why wouldn't there be?! If I say no, it means no!"

Her hand slid down from my tightly held wrist, moving lower. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Then, it touched my crotch.

"Ah...!?"

"But it's not 'no,' is it? Down here, you're practically begging to have me."

Before I knew it, it had swollen and hardened.

"N-no... this is just a physiological reaction..."

I reached down to push her hand away, but no matter how much strength I mustered, I couldn't overpower her. Why... why can't I put any strength into my body...

"Exactly. It's just a physiological reaction. You can't help it. And putting this inside me is the exact same thing. ♡"

As she tried to undo my belt with both hands, I used my freed hands to block her.

"Don't, please... don't..." It was useless.

"Ah-ah, stay still. I can feel your cock getting harder right in my hand, haah... ♡ I can't take it anymore."

My words couldn't reach her; she was already panting with heavy, hot breaths, completely consumed by arousal.

"We're in an office! Someone might walk in! It's going to get dirty. If you do this, how are you any different from Hong Gyuhwan?!"

"Ah..." Her hand stopped.

It worked. By invoking that disgusting image, I had successfully made her realize that what she was doing was no different from him.

"You're right. Then, should we go to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a hotel?"

I had bought some time. "No, no. It's not about going to a hotel..."

Reasoning with Juran in her current state was impossible. Well, she had always been a bit like this. Simply rejecting her wouldn't work; I needed to take a gentler, coaxing approach.

"I... this is my first time doing anything like this... I want to take things slow, step by step..."

"R-really? Then, kissing too... am I your first?"

"Deep kissing... yeah..."

"It was... my first kiss too..."

Despite acting like a wild beast just a second ago, she now shrank her shoulders, looking incredibly shy. She was utterly unpredictable.

Wait... A sudden realization struck me like lightning. What if this was all because of my First Wish? If my wish had forced her to fall in love with me, then it made sense that the opportunity for sex had arrived far faster than normal. But why did it have to be a girl like her? She was way more than I could handle.

"I really... didn't want my first kiss to happen like this."

"I'm sorry. You're just so pretty, cute, and lovely, Ha-woon... I naturally assumed you'd have some experience..."

"Ugh... I really hate being called pretty or cute."

"Huh, why? Isn't it a good thing for a guy to be cute and pretty?"

What was she talking about? I mean, I suppose it was better than being ugly, but still.

"Hmm... is it because it feels like I'm judging your looks?"

She was completely missing the point.

"No, it's not that... Don't people usually tell guys they're handsome or cool? Not ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that I'm saying I am, but..."

"I guess so. Since slang like 'insanely handsome' or 'insanely pretty' are used for guys and girls respectively. Hmm..."

Tilting her head in thought for a moment, Juran shrugged. "Ah, who cares what other people say? What matters is that I like you."

"Um... what about my feelings?"

"You like me too."

I hesitated, wondering if honesty was really the best policy here, but finally summoned the courage. "I... don't."

"Huh? But you got hard because you wanted to make love to me." Her eyes drifted ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠down to the space between my legs.

"No, sigh... this is different from liking someone. Think about it. Those scumbags who approached you in middle school—do you think they did that because they liked you? No, it was pure lust. Just raw sexual desire."

"......"

A heavy, suffocating silence began to weigh down on me. Suddenly, her eyes turned ice-cold, staring right through me with a chilling aura of death.