Chapter 40
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Here to Get Fucked
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Yeah... that's right! I came to get fucked!
I told Chan-woo hyung I had a sudden appointment and rushed home to start cleaning.
The company-provided dorm was a fully furnished studio apartment.
The benefits were seriously top-notch.
Vrooom—
Still, since Lee Eun-ae was coming over, I had to do it right.
I finished cleaning and even ordered some real fried chicken.
I knew why Lee Eun-ae was coming, but I needed to look innocent to her.
Ding-dong—
7 p.m.
The doorbell rang after such a long time, and when I opened the door, there she was—Lee Eun-ae, standing with a shy expression.
'She's pretty.'
The thought slipped into my mind unbidden. Lee Eun-ae's look was different from usual.
Just a black T-shirt and incredibly short jeans, but it came off as simple yet sexy somehow.
"You actually came."
Her lust level was over 90, enough to make her touch me first in her excitement.
With her corruption at 90, she was obviously addicted to the pleasure she'd felt through me.
She couldn't forget that taste.
That's why I'd pretended the bet never happened, making her come to me on her own.
The wait had been long, but it was worth it.
Excitement was already building.
"...I said I would."
"Still, I didn't think you'd really show."
"You gonna keep me standing out here? People might see."
"Right. Come in."
A pleasant scent wafted from Lee Eun-ae as she brushed past me.
Not perfume—shampoo, maybe.
She used the employee dorms too, so she'd probably showered right after work.
"The place is pretty clean."
Lee Eun-ae scanned the room as soon as she entered, looking a bit surprised at how tidy it was.
"I cleaned hard since you were coming, Assistant Manager. No smell, right?"
"Yeah. Nice scent, even."
"Have a seat here. Chicken's on the way."
I guided her to the table.
"Drinks are here. Didn't know what you like, so I got a bunch."
It was really a bunch—Western liquor, beer, soju. Even convenience store highballs?
Clear I'd put thought into it.
"Drinking all this would kill us. Is that the goal?"
"N-No. I really didn't know..."
Maybe because it was her subordinate's place, but she was totally different from her usual self.
"Take the leftovers home."
"Just leave 'em. Seriously."
"I don't do solo drinking at home."
"Me neither."
"Guess we'll have to drink it all together then, Assistant Manager. Brace yourself."
"I'm braced for it."
Felt like she'd come with some major resolve.
If she was thinking we'd get blackout drunk in my room, her goal was obvious.
Cute. Lee Eun-ae.
I already knew what she wanted from the info window, but the fun was in making her say it.
While I prepped water, cups, and dry snacks, Lee Eun-ae eyed a photo by the table.
It was a two-shot from my army days with hyung, the Team Leader's husband.
I handed her water and sat across from her; she quickly shifted her gaze to me.
"Feel free to look. It's fine."
"You two must've been close. With Director Kwon Sang-hyun."
"Yeah. Like brothers. That's how I parachuted in here."
"......"
"That's why you really hated me at first, Assistant Manager."
"Th-That was... I had no choice. You know."
"I get it. I'd be pissed too. So I worked hard to fit in."
"Even for bros, getting slotted in here isn't easy. That close, huh?"
"Mm. Back in the army, I saved hyung once. He fell in the ocean—nearly died. I went in after him and barely made it out myself."
"Ah, I see."
"That's why he pulled strings for me."
Her expression turned odd, like it was news to her.
"T-Tae-hu."
"Yeah."
"...Sorry. Honestly, I shouldn't have acted that way. I was awful."
"For real?"
"Yes. I apologize. I'm sorry. Truly."
I grinned.
With favorability up, days like this were coming.
"Good. Apology accepted. Let's get along from now on. Cheers for that? Oh, haven't poured yet."
"Pfft!"
Seeing her laugh made her way more interesting.
"Beer first, anyway."
"No. Open the Western stuff first."
"Strong drinker?"
"If I try, I can outdrink most guys."
"Guys must hate that."
"You into weak drinkers, Tae-hu? Pervert."
"You didn't buy all this booze thinking the same?"
"N-No. Really didn't know your taste."
"Hard to believe from the guy who jumped me twice."
"Seriously... no."
Why's she looking down?
Chicken arrived right then. Half seasoned, half fried. We clinked glasses over it with the Western liquor.
Starving, we filled up quick. The bitterness went down smooth.
She wasn't bluffing about being stronger—she chugged the straight liquor like water.
Maybe wanted to get drunk fast?
I knew why she came, but wondering if her mindset had shifted, I used 2 points after ages to check her status again.
Lee Eun-ae. 30 years old.
Favorability toward me: 81
— Quite surprised by your words to forget the bet. You don't mention it at all afterward, making you seem refreshingly different. Thinks you're a decent guy.
Lust/Arousal Level: 87
— The pleasure from sex in the bathroom and storage room heats her body. Admits sex with you was definitely better. Even more than with her boyfriend.
Current Corruption State: 93%
— The deep thrusting sensation lingers vividly. The thrilling pressure filling her up. Believes she can never feel this pleasure without you.
— Lingers on the bet outcome. Bothers her that you seem irresponsible and without conscience. Your consideration makes her vow to keep her promise. Meanwhile, recalls that pleasure.
Not much change—in fact, she'd come with her body even more heated up.
Corruption up 3 points in the meantime.
Favorability toward me had jumped big too. Even saw me as a decent guy.
That's why the apology and why she kept glancing at me.
Avoiding eye contact, looking down shyly.
I chuckled at the cute behavior and asked.
"So, Assistant Manager. When are you gonna tell me?"
"Huh?"
"Why you came. You said you'd tell me in person."
I knew, but hearing it direct was different fun.
I eyed her lips expectantly.
Lusciously. Tonight, I'd make them fully mine.
At my words, Lee Eun-ae downed her liquor and opened her mouth with a resolved, serious gaze.
"Tae-hu. I'm not a bad woman."
"......"
"So I'll say it. I came to keep the bet."
"Pardon?"
I overacted surprise on purpose.
"To keep the promise. That bet we made."
"We agreed it never happened."
"After treating me like some irresponsible, conscienceless person? No thanks."
"Who even cares about that?"
"I do. I know. I don't wanna live without conscience, pathetically."
Too funny.
She came dying for it, but wraps it up so nicely.
Tease her a bit.
"No need to keep that promise. I'll understand—no pressure."
"...No. I'll keep it."
"I'm fine with it."
"I'm not."
"......"
"......"
Lee Eun-ae poured herself more and even mixed beer for a highball.
I straight-up asked as she chugged it.
"So you're here to get fucked by me, right?"
"Pffft—mmph!"
"......"
My blunt question made her nearly spit but hold it in.
"Wh-What kinda talk is that?"
"It is, though. Isn't it?"
"Just say it's the promise."
"Same difference."
"Gotta say it like that?"
"You be honest first."
"I'm really just here to keep the promise..."
"Fine. Then get up. I decided that bet's off."
"......"
"Not getting up? I wanna stop drinking."
"Tae-hu. Wait. Let's drink a bit more."
Her reactions were hilarious—I was dying.
Her intent was obvious, but she rationalized anyway. Too cute.
The haughty Lee Eun-ae, acting like this before me.
"Assistant Manager. Is that guilt, that sense of responsibility, important enough to betray your boyfriend and come to me? To you?"
"...Don't bring up the boyfriend."
"Fine. Won't. Then be straight. You here for the promise? For responsibility?"
"Yes."
"Really? Not 'cause you wanna get fucked? Wanna feel it?"
"......"
"Be honest, and I'll do it. But keep dodging..."
"Y-Yeah! I came to get fucked!"
"......"
Panting, Lee Eun-ae stood, face red as the sun, glaring at me.
There it was.
Hearing it direct hit different—conquest and depravity surging.
"Good. Assistant Manager."
I shot up and stripped off my T-shirt.
My solid build and sharp muscles on display—her eyes flickered.
"What're you doing?"
"Huh?"
"To the bed."
"Ah, but the drinks..."
I poured the rest down my throat. Liquor dribbled from my lips down my chest.
Her throat bobbed watching.
Her face turned devastatingly seductive.
I set the bottle down, grabbed her wrist, dragged her to bed, and pushed.
"Eek!"
Then mounted her quick.
Under me, Lee Eun-ae looked up with trembling eyes.
So damn hot.
I commanded her arrogantly, laced with lust.
"Take off your shirt and pants."
"......"
She obeyed without resistance.
Proving she'd come prepared—fiery red bra and panties revealed.
"You really came ready."
"J-Just tried something new."
Her sprawled nearly nude on my bed—my breath quickened.
Hard to hold back.
I pressed her legs together, hooked her panties, and yanked them off.
Then spread 'em wide to admire her body.
"Ready?"
She nodded faintly, eyes shaky.
Tonight would be electric.
I could touch, probe her body freely, however I wanted.