Chapter 38

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Translator: True Detective

Chapter: 37

Chapter Title: Storming the Newlywed Fortress

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Amid the tension crackling between Choi Hyun-min and Kim Hye-ri,

Hyunwoo—the root of the whole mess—couldn't care less. His attention was fixed elsewhere entirely.

'Ah, damn. Looks like today's gonna be rough too.'

Hyunwoo had to turn his steps away from Seo Jin-ah's newlywed home yet again today.

After forming that master-servant bond with her, there wasn't much issue with sleeping with Seo Jin-ah anymore. Whether at his place, a motel, or even in the car, he could summon her and have his way. The problem was her newlywed home.

A married woman who loved her husband, yet her body burned every night thanks to his sexual dysfunction. Seo Jin-ah wrestled constantly between her physical cravings and her fidelity to her spouse.

'It's a hell of a story.'

Even Hyunwoo had to admit he'd orchestrated one tantalizing scenario. But was it because he'd amplified her [Love] for Lee Byung-joo? Whenever the moment tied back to her husband, her [Obedience] dropped.

'Like at that workshop dinner before...'

Even when he'd teased her under the table with her husband right there, her [Obedience] had dipped by 1. It was minor then, so he hadn't sweat it, but...

"L... Lee Deputy, not here. P... please leave before he gets back."

"What nonsense is that? Open the damn door already."

"Kyaa!"

Hyunwoo shoved aside Jin-ah as she tried to block him and barged right into the house.

A sweet fragrance from the air freshener tickled his nose the moment he stepped into the entryway. Crisp white tones in the interior, cute little decorative touches everywhere. Like most newlyweds, she'd clearly poured a lot of effort into making it homey.

"You've got it looking real pretty in here."

"..."

But just invading her newlywed home had caused her [Obedience] to plummet by 7 in an instant.

"What?"

"This is... our couple's precious space. Please, just..."

Back when Lee Byung-joo had been vigorous, a single glance between them would set them ablaze. She might not have kept her chastity as a wife intact—she still moaned under Hyunwoo even now—but the newlywed home brimmed with their couple's memories. That much she wanted to protect.

Maybe it was her last remaining stronghold. One she had to defend at all costs.

'She'll let me fuck her, but the newlywed home is a hard no?'

Just stepping inside had triggered this drop. Push further, and her [Obedience] might hit zero. Hyunwoo decided to pull back for now.

But the more she resisted, the more he craved conquering her right there in that newlywed bed. What would become of her if he toppled her final bastion? The thought alone stiffened him up.

*Ding-dong*

Hyunwoo kept trying. He'd even snuck in while Lee Byung-joo was away on a business trip.

"I know all about Byung-joo's trip today. Give it up already."

"No... please just go."

"Shit..."

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*Rattle rattle*

"Haang... ang... aaaah..."

"Hng... huff huff."

*Thud thud thud thud*

"Please... L... Lee Deputy... don't tease me anymore..."

"Just say the word. We'll go upstairs and keep going."

"That's... no... haa... I beg you... finish me off... hngut..."

He'd parked in her apartment complex and tormented her mercilessly in the car. He'd edged her right to the brink of climax, only to pull out and leave her desperate. Yet even trembling all over, she'd held firm.

"There has to be a way."

He could take her anywhere else without needing her newlywed home. But the fact that she said no only made him want it more. Human nature, right?

"Hmm..."

Throughout the workday, Hyunwoo's mind was consumed with breaching Seo Jin-ah's newlywed home.

*Vrrr vrrr*

"Oh!!"

Separate from his stalled conquest of Seo Jin-ah, the extra pay from those 10 Employment Contracts—including his team leader's—hit his account like clockwork every month.

This kind of money might not snag the top pension lottery prize, but first runner-up? Seeing it in his account melted away his frustration, leaving him blissfully calm.

'This is the power of money. Employment Contracts are an absolute steal.'

"Hold up... Huh? Right, Employment Contracts!"

How had he overlooked that? He'd already locked one in with Seo Jin-ah.

Tapping Seo Jin-ah under [Female Employees] brought up the contract details bold as brass at the bottom. Before their master-servant tie, he'd used [Private Meetings] to drag her to seedy motels and ravish her.

The thin walls letting moans leak out, the booze way past her limit—Seo Jin-ah always crumbled, fidelity be damned.

That's right. He'd forgotten amid always picking rundown motels, but [Private Meetings] let him choose any location.

"Exactly! Set the [Private Meeting] spot to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her newlywed home."

If only there were an [Intelligence] stat in Administrator privileges. Too bad Hyunwoo's smarts weren't upgradable via the system. He vowed to use the brain on his shoulders more from now on.

"Well... better late than never."

Quitting his self-pity, Hyunwoo seized the idea and set the [Private Meeting] location to Seo Jin-ah's newlywed home. He didn't forget to message her the outfit he wanted either.

*Ding-dong*

"Yesss... who is it?"

"It's Yi Hyunwoo."

*Creak*

Seo Jin-ah cracked the front door open, her face taut with nerves. One look at her outfit explained the caution perfectly.

A crisp white apron tied neatly around her. The one she usually wore prepping dinner with Byung-joo. But tonight was different.

Aside from that apron skimming just above her thighs, she was stark naked. Tugging it down to hide her privates only thrust her ample cleavage forward.

"Mm, suits you perfectly."

"..."

With the door still open, he admired her naked apron look. Jin-ah fidgeted, terrified a neighbor might glimpse her.

"Please... come in already... Lee Deputy."

The pristine white-toned newlywed home. He'd retreated every time before thanks to those [Obedience] drops, but today, no annoying alert popped up.

'S'

On the table sat neatly plated stir-fried pork, soybean paste stew, and a few side dishes—Jin-ah's handiwork.

"What brings you all the way home today...?"

"Don't we work together? You never even had a housewarming. Kinda hurts my feelings."

"Th-that's..."

"It's fine. Better late than never."

Hyunwoo plopped down at the table like he owned the place—like a husband. Resigned, Jin-ah set out chopsticks and plates.

"Well... it's nothing fancy, but dig in."

*Clink*

"Can't have a housewarming without drinks."

Hyunwoo placed the soju bottle he'd brought. He knew she was a lightweight.

"To treat you properly, the drinks might be..."

"This'll do fine for snacks. Grab a glass quick."

Department dinners always meant booze. Wasn't a [Private Meeting] just an extension of that? Forcing drinks down was an office worker's fate.

And Seo Jin-ah couldn't refuse her senior's glass.

"To your happy newlywed life~"

Glasses clinked merrily as bitter alcohol burned down their throats.

"Eugh..."

"Kuh..."

Under Hyunwoo's relentless gaze, Jin-ah downed her shot. Toasts followed nonstop. Her face flushed crimson in seconds.

"Lee Deputy... enough now..."

"We haven't even finished one bottle each, and your glass is empty again."

In that moment, Hyunwoo channeled pure boomer energy, pushing the drinks.

"Euggh... drank too much..."

As the alcohol hit her, her tongue loosened. Hyunwoo rose, slipping behind her chair.

*Grope*

"Ahh!"

Heavy breasts filled his hands over the white apron. Squeezing hard molded her cleavage prominently against the fabric.

"Nooo... stop... please stop."

Unlike at motels, her resistance flared as he mauled her chest. She'd tossed fidelity aside plenty, but the newlywed home was her final line.

Yet her drunken struggles were no match for him. Breasts meant only for her husband got kneaded like dough.

"Hng... stop... please, not here..."

Jin-ah even sniffled back tears. Undeterred, Hyunwoo's rough paws ravaged her ample bosom relentlessly.

The hearty meal laid out, Jin-ah in her naked apron.

'Feels like I'm a real newlywed husband.'

The lovingly prepared dinner, the cozy home decor. Tonight, he was the husband unwrapping his sweet wife's naughty surprise. The actual husband, Lee Byung-joo, was off on that trip.

'Gonna crash at your place tonight, Byung-joo. Heh heh heh.'

"Kyaa!"

His raging hard-on matched his surging energy. Hyunwoo scooped Jin-ah up and hurled her onto the master bedroom bed.

True to her neat nature, the bedding ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lay perfectly arranged. The space brimming with her and Byung-joo's love now lay vulnerably invaded.

"Uu... mmph... st... op..."

*Smooch... smack smack*

Pinned on the bed, Jin-ah surrendered her lips too. The alcohol? Or amplified [Longing] for sex? Her pushes weakened.

Unlike considerate Byung-joo, Hyunwoo's kiss knew no mercy. He'd ram his tongue in without warning, then suck hers out fiercely.

*Slurp smack slurp*

Yet as he toyed with her tongue and lips, her body heated up.

"Haa..."

The sticky lips finally parted. So intense, their saliva stretched in a glistening string before snapping. Now his mouth attacked her slender neck. Sucking hard like the kisses, he stamped red marks on her pale skin.

"No... no marks..."

Last time, stubborn hickeys had her bundled up like she had the flu for a week. But pleas ignored, red imprints scarred her neck and collarbones like brands.

*Slurp smack*

Hyunwoo freed the bountiful breasts from under the white apron. Soft as tofu yet firm, shapely, never tiring to fondle. Centered perfectly: pink nipples.

One hand savored the texture while his mouth engulfed the other, tongue rolling the small, sensitive bud.

"Hngut... ut... there... hauk... so sensitive... haak... gently..."

Big breasts usually dulled sensation, but Jin-ah's were erogenous zones. Her upper body twitched wildly from the nipple play.

Lips, neck, then breasts in relentless caress. Hyunwoo knew from her reactions alone: even unseen under the apron, her petals were soaked.