The Jang Family's Shadow
Jang Hye-yeon had burst into her room, boiling with rage, her fists clenched as if she were ready to unleash every curse on that beast the moment he stepped inside.
But Kang-jun didn’t even glance at her bedroom. He strolled past with casual indifference, as if the entire house were his to wander through.
*This crazy bastard?!*
She slammed the door open and shouted at his back, “Hey!” Yet he didn’t turn, only quickened his pace until he rounded the corner and vanished. *That bastard…!*
Jang Hye-yeon ground her teeth and chased after him. She timed her entry perfectly as he opened his door, stepping in right behind him—only for the door to slam shut in her face mere inches away. She stood there, mouth agape in pure disbelief, letting out a hollow laugh.
*Ha—!*
*Knock knock knock.* Not a polite knock this time. A fist. And before she could demand entry, he twisted the knob and… locked it from the inside.
*This filthy mutt—!*
“Hey! Open the door already! Open it—!”
“*Please open the door, sir.*”
“Use nice words next time, yeah?”
“Then I’ll just break it down.”
Jang Hye-yeon realized he was toying with her. Her teeth ached from clenching, her body trembling. She barely held back the urge to kick the door off its hinges.
But he held all the cards now.
“*Please… open the door…*”
The lock clicked. Only then did the door crack open. She burned with the desire to slap that smug face, but she swallowed it. She had never held back anger this fiercely in her entire life.
“Get in.”
Jang Hye-yeon marched inside with purpose. The moment the door thudded shut, she exploded.
“What the hell did you do?! What did you do to Aunt Hwa-young just now?!”
“*I kissed her, sucked on her tits… almost touched her pussy too, but I stopped.*”
He waggled his tongue suggestively, rolling it around.
Jang Hye-yeon’s jaw actually dropped.
“Are you… insane right now?”
“I just had a little affection. What’s the big deal? Got a problem?”
Only then did she grasp the true terror: more terrifying than any negotiation was the weapon he already held. *That was definitely his revenge. Of course I didn’t notice him swaggering past Aunt’s room earlier like that.*
Jang Hye-yeon finally understood. Kang-jun was a terrifying man. He knew her weak spots too well and never missed a chance to poke them.
“You… you…”
“Got something to say? Spit it out. Or get out. I’ve got a valuable guest who needs rest.”
“Why… why are you doing this to me…?”
“*Heh.*”
Kang-jun chuckled and stepped closer. The sudden closeness made her stumble back a step.
“Listen, Jang Hye-yeon. The one meddling is you, not me. Snap out of it. I have Senior more than enough without your drama. Understand?”
Jang Hye-yeon’s voice cracked with desperation.
“I—”
Kang-jun stared at her calmly.
“I know how much you love Aunt… you know I do.”
“Then bless her more. Make her happy.”
“She can’t be happy.”
“How can you be sure?”
“I know! I’m not with you! You’re not! You don’t deserve Aunt!”
Kang-jun felt the childish tantrum of a kid who wouldn’t let go of a toy. It was a ruthless, venomous protest over losing Aunt.
“Just don’t want someone else taking her… *like a child.*”
The word “like a child” sent a shiver through Jang Hye-yeon. For a split second, guilt twisted her—*Am I really blocking Aunt’s happiness?*—but she ruthlessly banished the impure thought.
“No!”
“Anyway, I heard every word. Now leave.”
Kang-jun opened the door. The wooden hallway lay before her like an open road.
No matter how she begged and pleaded, her efforts were useless. *From the start, had she even had any chance to squeeze in?*
Then she felt it.
*This was a battle she could never win.*
She had no moral high ground. She wasn’t married. What they’d done—meeting and parting—was normal between a man and a woman. By his logic, it was barely even adultery. And the world didn’t even know the secret affair between Aunt Hwa-young and Lee Kang-jun.
Even if some suspected, no one would dare speak of it.
Jang Hye-yeon finally accepted there was no escape.
“*Get out.*”
She turned and walked away slowly.
*What do I do? What should I do here?*
She bit her lower lip hard. In her mind, she pictured Aunt Hwa-young smiling brightly.
Jang Hye-yeon spun back in front of the door, then slowly dropped to her knees. She’d already knelt once; twice was nothing.
“I’ll… do whatever you say. Please.”
Kang-jun tilted his head with a smirk.
“…Whatever I say? You know how dangerous that promise can be, don’t you?”
Her eyes held iron resolve.
“I know. I’ll do anything. I swear. *Just don’t touch Aunt.*”
“Can’t promise that. It depends on how you handle it.”
“Fine. I’ll do it. I’ll do it no matter what.”
Jang Hye-yeon looked like she was biting back something bubbling up. Kang-jun grinned.
*This could be interesting. Popping that lid open.*
“Great. Let’s meet tonight. *Whatever you do.*”
· · ·
Jang Hwa-young was genuinely troubled. She had never imagined Hye-yeon would confess her love for Kang-jun so suddenly.
*What do I do? Really, what now?*
Even if Hye-yeon loved him, she wouldn’t stoop to blocking her niece’s affection to claim him. That would be the worst. Besides, by order, she ranked last.
Jang Hwa-young met Kang-jun briefly before dinner by the pond.
“You said you love me?”
“Yeah.”
Kang-jun smiled faintly.
“Don’t worry. I’ll handle it myself.”
“How?”
“In my younger days I was impulsive. Mistook affection for love. I still don’t really know what love is.”
Jang Hwa-young thought it made sense. *I wish it were true.*
“Really?”
“Yeah. I’ll come by tonight. I’ll look into her heart. *Maybe it’ll take time.*”
“Alright…”
“Be gentle with her. She’s pure.”
“True.”
And Kang-jun whispered right into her ear.
“Then I might not be able to come tonight.”
“It’s fine.”
“If not, I’d have fucked you all night.”
Jang Hwa-young instinctively flicked her head left and right to check. No one was around. She lightly slapped his arm with her palm, then pulled back with a mischievous grin.
“She’s been saying nothing but dirty things lately!”
“Yesterday you said his cock was good.”
“Oh my! *That’s… uh… that’s… that’s just filler words. Like, sigh, sigh a little.*”
“Senior really drops those in conversation? Kang-jun’s cock is good… *I only just learned.*”
“Hey… stop. I’m serious.”
“Got it, just kidding.”
Kang-jun blew a quick *pout-pout* on her cheek. Jang Hwa-young’s stern face melted at his grin.
“We’ll see each other at the restaurant later.”
“Yeah.”
He left. The faint smile vanished. A heavy guilt pressed on her chest. It never left.
Jang Hwa-young stared into the pond for a long moment. The colorful koi swam lazily. Sensing their owner, they gathered around her, mouths opening wide, begging for food.
She turned away coldly. The fish scattered.
After the bland dinner, Jang Hye-yeon returned to her room.
She had cheered thinking she defeated that beast of a man, but it turned out she had only fallen deeper into the abyss. Still, she comforted herself that she could fix it now.
To steady her shaken mind, she grabbed her sword and headed to the dojo. A few disciples were still training. They greeted her warmly.
“*Hello, Hye-yeon-noona.*”
Jang Hye-yeon bowed mechanically and slipped into the corner. Even though Aunt Hwa-young had offered her personal practice area, she couldn’t bring herself to use it.
She sat with her back to the wall, eyes closed. Twisted thoughts and memories swirled.
*Those countless nights Kang-jun slammed into her roughly. The sensations.*
*Must purge the filth—!*
Jang Hye-yeon shook her head. Her body grew strangely hot. She blamed it on the summer heat.
She refocused on meditation, recalling peaceful days with Aunt. A soft smile formed on its own.
*Yeah… my choice was right. I can endure this. But Aunt has such noble goals. The filthy acts are beneath her.*
Jang Hye-yeon opened her eyes. The emotions had calmed a little. She gripped her sword and swung it mindlessly.
When she stopped, the dojo was empty. Night had already fallen outside.
She wiped sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, then left the dojo and headed straight to her room. She stripped off her clothes.
*Shower.* Cold water cascaded over her body. She stood still for a moment.
*Then the bathroom door suddenly creaked open.*
Jang Hye-yeon yelped in genuine fright.
“*W-who’s there?!*”
The instincts of a woman protected her. One arm covered her chest, the other her groin.
“I waited a long time and you still didn’t come out.”
“*Are you fucking crazy right now?! Get out immediately! Close the door and get out!*”
“*Shh, Aunt will hear.*”
*This insane beast—!*
“You’re not leaving? Then close the door and leave.”
“I’ll do anything.”
Her mouth froze shut. Jang Hye-yeon stared, speechless.
“*Wash. I want to watch.*”
He stepped in casually, closed the door, and sat on the toilet lid with crossed legs, completely at ease.
“You’re not going to wash?”
Jang Hye-yeon’s fish-like mouth flapped as she struggled to understand how to react.
Not locking the door was mistake number one. Not locking the bathroom door was mistake number two.
No, this beast had barged in without permission—!
“If you’re not washing, get out.”
At his words, Jang Hye-yeon returned to reality. Water still poured. She lowered her hands from her chest and groin and began to wash—slowly, all while checking his eyes.
*Anything he wants, but she couldn’t kill the shame. Especially with those dark eyes watching her, washing her breasts and groin.*
Jang Hye-yeon lathered extra foam. Kang-jun opened a drawer. Cosmetics and items lined the shelves. She used her Aunt’s favorite cucumber soap.
“Don’t open drawers without permission!”
Still, he rummaged. Maybe he was embarrassed about the misplaced sanitary pads. Or maybe not.
He found what he wanted and tore open the package.
Jang Hye-yeon finished soaping, shut off the shower, wrapped herself in a towel, and tried to leave.
“Where are you going? Come back.”
She gripped the doorknob, eyes flashing disgust as she scanned him from head to toe. Then her eyes widened at the object in his hand.
“What’s that?”
“I have something to do. Hurry up.”
Jang Hye-yeon wrapped the towel tight and walked slowly toward him. Water still dripped from her hair and face. Her eyes said *this beast is about to order me to do something again.*
“Put it away. Don’t hide things now that I’ve already seen everything.”
Slowly she lowered the towel, revealing her perky breasts, slender waist, and the perfectly rounded hips and pelvis. Her figure was truly beautiful, just like Aunt’s.
Kang-jun’s gaze locked on her completely hairless mound. Jang Hye-yeon covered it instinctively.
“Don’t say it twice. Lower the towel.”
Jang Hye-yeon gritted her teeth and dropped the towel. Kang-jun smirked.
“Lie down. Spread your legs.”
She sat on the tiled floor, then slowly lay back. Spreading her legs was no small task. The bathroom of all places… She had never imagined this.
“Faster.”
Jang Hye-yeon spread her legs. *For Aunt.*
Her wet crotch came into view.
“Wider.”
She did as ordered. Kang-jun couldn’t find the right tool and picked up the razor instead.
*Whatever it takes.*
“What… what are you going to do?”
He rubbed the razor against her mound, then stroked her entire crotch with his hand. *Sniff.* Her legs trembled and opened again. The obscene stimulation made her shiver. His fingers gently prodded around her entrance. *Ah—.*
“Spread your legs. Last warning.”
Jang Hye-yeon glared at him sharply, then spread wide once more.
Kang-jun picked up the razor and pressed it to her mound.
“Wait—!”
Jang Hye-yeon jumped.
“You… you wouldn’t…?”
“Want to see?”
“Why would you shave it!”
“It’s my choice. I said I’d do anything. Can’t even do this much? Then I’ll stop?”
*This fucking bastard—! This vile bastard—!*
Jang Hye-yeon squeezed her eyes shut. Kang-jun grinned and began shaving her pubic hair with the razor.
*This guy is insane. How—how could he think of shaving her?!*
After about ten minutes, her mound was perfectly smooth. Kang-jun shaved cleanly, reapplying soap several times.
“Thank goodness there’s no butt hair.”
He finished. *Slap.* He patted her thigh flesh.
“*Ouch.*”
*You—!* Jang Hye-yeon glared. She looked down at her crotch. A completely bald mound.
It was too embarrassing. She had never imagined she would return to this state after regrowing the hair.
“It looks good.”
“Shut up.”
“Thank you for shaving it.”
“What?”
Kang-jun’s voice turned sinister.
“Thank you for shaving my *pussy*, I say.”
Jang Hye-yeon’s mouth fell open. *How—how can he say such vulgar words—!*
“I can’t say it! How can I say something like that!”
“If you can’t, then it’s over.”
Kang-jun stood up abruptly.
“Wait, wait! Okay, okay!”
Jang Hye-yeon felt it then. Kang-jun was clearly showing her his crotch.
She bit her lower lip. It was too humiliating. *Better to have been fucked by that bastard.* How could he speak those words aloud?
*I hate it. I hate it.*
“*Sh-sh.*”
She squeezed her eyes shut.
“My… my *pussy*… I… I had it shaved… *thank you…*”
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