Truth Revealed (Part 1)
Time passes, and as the darkness outside the window fades into a faint blue light, Seoyeon opens her eyes first. Her entire body throbs as if it's been shattered, especially between her waist and legs, where the traces of ruthless violation remain vividly etched. She glances briefly at Section Chief Park's face, sleeping like a pig beside her, then quietly sits up.
The smartphone lies discarded on the floor. She picks it up with trembling hands but can't bring herself to press the power button. Her dazed reflection stares back from the black screen. It's more than just frustration—it's a deeper turmoil.
Just then, accompanied by rustling sounds, Section Chief Park wakes up. In a voice still thick with sleep, he pulls her waist close. "Why're you up already..." He notices the phone in her hand and the expression on her face, on the verge of tears. "What's wrong? What's the problem?"
At his gentle tone, tears finally burst from Seoyeon's eyes. Clutching the powered-off phone, she sobs. "What... what am I supposed to do now...? How do I... how do I go home...? What do I even say to Cheolsu...? I can't face him..."
"Your serbangnim is right here—what's the problem?"
"No... hic... you know that's not what I mean...!" Seoyeon cries out, overwhelmed by sorrow.
Section Chief Park speaks in a still-gentle voice, though irritation flickers at her reaction. "No need to worry, I told you."
"How can I not worry! What I... what I did yesterday..." Seoyeon whines like a petulant child, nearly snapping in anger as she tries to pull away from his embrace.
In that moment, the gentleness vanishes from Section Chief Park's face. He mutters lowly, "Shut up," and pulls out his own phone, turning on the screen. Without a word, he shoves it in front of her eyes.
Seoyeon's eyes widen in horror at the screen. It's a shock that nearly drives her mad.
The phone screen shows a messenger app open. The chat is filled with countless photos and voice files sent by Section Chief Park. A few days ago, the photo she took herself of her mouth full of semen. A photo of her wearing the dog collar he fastened in the hotel. Scrolling up further, there's even the photo from that fateful day—the start of the trap—where she's passing liquor mouth-to-mouth to the Chairman. The entire history of her humiliations is recorded there.
Even more horrifying is the chat partner. The profile picture shows someone smiling brightly. Her husband, Kim Cheolsu.
Seoyeon feels the primal disgust and rage toward Section Chief Park, momentarily forgotten amid the pleasure, surging back like bile mixed with blood. Her whole body begins to tremble. Her jaw clenches so hard her teeth grind. Like a madwoman, she screams.
"What... what the hell is this! What the fuck are you doing right now?!"
Section Chief Park pulls her tightly into his arms again. With a vile, sleazy smile, he whispers in her ear. "Don't you remember what you said? That your husband would understand even if he knew, and it wouldn't cause any problems for us. You said that yourself."
"That was...!" Seoyeon shoves at him, trying to speak, but her throat chokes up, words failing her.
As she glares at him in fury, Section Chief Park plays one of the voice files.
"Haaang! M-M-Manager's cock! Manager's cock tastes so much better!"
"Please... cum inside me...!"
It's her own shameful voice, begging while being fucked by Section Chief Park. He'd recorded and sent even this. Tears well up in Seoyeon's eyes. Trembling with rage, she glares at him as if she could kill him.
Watching her, Section Chief Park begins to reveal the full story.
"Remember the day you first sucked me off on the company stairwell? The next day, I sent your husband the video of you entertaining the Chairman. At first, he flipped out, of course. So I told him: your sister-in-law sacrificed herself to save you, and for her pride, never let on that you know."
He pauses, gauging her reaction. "Then the day you came home with your mouth full of cum and sent that photo, he messaged me. Asked what the hell was going on with his wife. I told him to figure it out himself—why contact me?"
A deeper smile creeps across Section Chief Park's lips. "Know what your husband said? He asked... if there were any photos or videos."
In that instant, Seoyeon's world crumbles.
"That's when I knew. Your husband... he's no ordinary pervert. So after that, every time you screamed under me, I took photos, recorded it all, and sent it to him."
Having heard everything, the sadness fades from Seoyeon's face, replaced by pure, blazing rage. Her body trembles uncontrollably with unbearable humiliation and betrayal. With hollow eyes, she glances at Section Chief Park once, then snarls like a beast, snatching her scattered clothes from the floor. She shoots him a murderous glare before charging toward the door without looking back.
BAM!!! Seoyeon kicks open the door to the hellish officetel and storms out. Her body shakes with fury, but she has no idea where to go. There's nowhere left.
In the end, her footsteps lead her to the place where yet another betrayer awaits.
The moment she punches in the door lock code and enters, Cheolsu, who had been sitting on the living room sofa jittering his legs anxiously, jumps to his feet. His face is a tangle of worry and anger. "Do you know what time it is...? Where the hell have you been all night...? Why was your phone off?!"
Cheolsu bellows. Not only had his wife stayed out all night, but she'd gone radio silent even into the morning—he's on the verge of losing his mind.
But despite his angry shout, Seoyeon's expression doesn't change. Instead, she scoffs at him mockingly, as if his behavior is pathetic. "Ha!"
She glares at him with eyes full of contempt.
Cheolsu flounders at his wife's unexpected reaction. "W-What...? What the hell are you doing?!"
In that moment, Seoyeon lunges like a beast and snatches Cheolsu's phone from the sofa. Without hesitation, she opens the messenger app, pulls up the chat with Section Chief Park, and shoves it in his face.
Cheolsu's face drains of color. "Uh... uh..."
"Explain."
Seoyeon's voice is ice-cold. "Explain all of this. Right now."
Cheolsu stammers in panic, finally spilling everything. His voice quivers with guilt and pathetic excuses. "A-At first... when I got the Chairman entertaining photo... I was... I was so fucking furious, I thought I'd lose it! But... the manager said... it was all to help me..."
"I thought about how hurt your pride must be, so I decided not to show I knew..." He defends himself desperately.
"But! After getting that photo, things didn't add up. The weird noises during our calls, suddenly going out at night to 'meet friends'... I was so worried about what was happening, but I couldn't bring myself to ask you..."
His voice grows smaller, more servile. "Then... that day... during our call, you made sounds like you were sucking a guy's dick... and when you came home that night, there was dried white stuff on your lips... and some gross curly black pubic hair stuck there... You barely greeted me, just grinned and rushed to the bathroom... When I pretended it was motion sickness, your breath reeked of another man's cum...!"
He shudders as the memory resurfaces. "I couldn't muster the courage to confront you... so I grilled the manager about what the hell was going on. But he wouldn't say. Still... images of you with another man kept flooding my head... and I realized... imagining it was turning me on..."
Finally, his filthiest secret is laid bare.
"I was going crazy from the excitement, so I tried to do it with you, but you said you were tired and refused... So... I couldn't hold back and messaged the manager. Asked if there were more photos or videos..."
"Even now, seeing you tangled with another guy or hearing the sounds fills me with rage and makes me feel pathetic, but it turns me on so much I can't help it..." Cheolsu says, head bowed, nearly in tears.
"After that... every weird night, I messaged the manager... and he sent photos and recordings... I... I jerked off to them alone..."
All the confessions end. He's nothing now but a male animal driven by his dirty perverted lust.
Tears stream down Seoyeon's face, but she glares at him with eyes burning in rage. "So... you've known everything all this time...? Every time I went to that beast, you just watched?!"
Her voice trembles with betrayal.
Under her interrogation, Cheolsu can't lift his head, babbling excuses. "At first... at first, really, no... I just... didn't know what to do... I was so scared... If I did something, what if he did something even worse to you or me...? I didn't know why you were obeying him, but I was afraid it'd hurt you..."
Cheolsu continues in a trembling voice. "Even if not, the moment you knew I knew, our relationship might be ruined forever... I... I just couldn't do anything..."
With a terrifying expression Seoyeon has never shown, tears pouring endlessly from her eyes, she looks at Cheolsu and says, "Your loved one gets raped by someone else, and you do nothing? Is that what love is? You don't love me? Do you love me? Do you?!"
Seoyeon wails in anguish.
Startled by her scream, Cheolsu clings to her. "Honey! What are you saying! Of course I love you! I love you more than anything! That's why... that's why I couldn't say anything! Please... believe me, okay?" He begs.
But Seoyeon, as if she doesn't want to hear more, shakes off his hand and storms into the master bedroom.
She locks herself in the master bathroom, turns the shower on full blast. Amid the roar of water, her heartbroken sobs fill the bathroom for a long while.