#121.

In the darkness, Im Ha-yoon’s eyes trembled. Her gaze was fixed on Park Jun-ho’s receding figure. The woman in his arms was definitely not his wife. A corner of Im Ha-yoon’s heart seemed to collapse.

‘I knew it… I knew this would happen…’

A self-deprecating voice echoed in her mind. But the voice of reason did not soothe her emotions. Rather, the reality unfolding before her eyes only made her heart ache more.

Im Ha-yoon’s fingers moved unconsciously. Her fingernails dug into her palm. It was as if she hoped the physical pain would cover the pain in her heart.

At that moment, Im Ha-yoon flinched at the warm sensation brushing against her shoulder. When she turned her head, Lee Han’s worried eyes were looking at her.

“I’m sorry…” Im Ha-yoon’s voice trembled. “For showing you this side of me…”

Lee Han shook his head. “It’s okay.” His voice was low and soft.

Im Ha-yoon felt uneasy, as if her privacy had been exposed. Her fingers fidgeted nervously with the hem of her clothes. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of confusion and embarrassment.

After a moment of silence, Lee Han’s quiet voice cut through the night air.

“Isn’t that person a detective too?”

Im Ha-yoon’s pupils dilated for a moment. A small gasp escaped her lips.

“H-How did you…” Her voice trembled.

Lee Han’s eyes deepened. A subtle smile flickered across his lips.

“I’ve seen him a few times. When he came to the apartment…”

Im Ha-yoon’s heart sank. Her secret, her shameful relationship, had been revealed so easily. Her eyes grew hot.

“Please… this matter…” Im Ha-yoon’s voice trembled.

Lee Han nodded slowly. “Don’t worry. What did I tell you?”

Im Ha-yoon’s tension eased a little at his warm smile. But deep down, anxiety and shame still churned within her.

The two started walking again. The night air was cold, but Im Ha-yoon’s cheeks were still hot. In her heart, a whirlwind of betrayal towards Park Jun-ho, gratitude and embarrassment towards Lee Han, and self-loathing for her situation swirled.

Returning home, Im Ha-yoon took out her cell phone with trembling hands. Park Jun-ho’s name appeared on the screen. Her fingers hesitated as she tapped the keyboard.

‘Sunbae-nim, can we talk?’

After sending the message, Im Ha-yoon waited with bated breath. But no reply came. Her eyes grew darker and darker.

Im Ha-yoon threw herself onto the bed. Looking at the ceiling, complex emotions swirled in her mind. Self-deprecation, pessimism, anger, and sadness were intertwined.

‘This is the path I chose…’

Something hot welled up in her eyes. But Im Ha-yoon shook her head violently and held back her tears.

“No, I don’t have time to be like this.”

She slowly got up and headed to her desk. She took out the documents from her bag and spread them out on the desk. Park Min-ah’s statement, and the truth hidden within it. Im Ha-yoon’s sharp eyes greedily scanned the documents.

“Something’s strange… Park Min-ah’s story…”

Her finger moved along the paper. She highlighted important parts with a highlighter and made notes of questionable points. As time passed, Im Ha-yoon’s eyes became sharper.

As the clock on the desk pointed to dawn, Im Ha-yoon finished her last note. Her eyes were filled with fatigue and deep confusion.

“It’s strange… something doesn’t add up.”

Her finger tapped nervously on the paper. Park Min-ah’s statement, the events that took place in the apartment, and Park Jun-ho’s appearance. Everything seemed to fit together, yet something was off.

Im Ha-yoon let out a deep sigh and leaned back in her chair. Her mind was a tangled mess. The things she had organized all night only raised more questions.

“What is the truth, after all…”

A look of despair flashed across her eyes. The more she tried to grasp the outline of the case, the deeper she seemed to fall into a maze.

Faint dawn light began to seep in through the window. Im Ha-yoon raised her head and looked out the window. A new morning was dawning, but her heart was still shrouded in darkness.

“This won’t do… I’m missing something.”

Im Ha-yoon shook her head and looked at the documents again. The truth of the case was still slipping out of her grasp, and she felt frustrated by that fact. A new day was beginning, but for Im Ha-yoon, a journey into a deeper labyrinth awaited.

–

The management office was filled with the hot heat of midday. The bright sunlight pouring through the window clearly revealed the silhouettes of the two intertwined people. The smell of sweat and bodily fluids permeated the air, and the curtains were half-drawn, obscuring the outside world.

Jung Seo-yeon moved her body slowly and gently, exhaling hot breaths. Her slender and delicate fingers traced down Lee Han’s firm chest. Under the bright light of midday, Lee Han’s gaze greedily followed her alluring curves.

As Lee Han lifted his waist slightly, Jung Seo-yeon’s body began to tremble subtly. Jung Seo-yeon’s breathing quickened each time his hard penis stimulated her most sensitive part.

“Ah… there…” Jung Seo-yeon’s voice trembled.

Lee Han didn’t miss her reaction and continued to move in the same rhythm. His hand firmly gripped Jung Seo-yeon’s waist, and her long hair tickled Lee Han’s chest.

As the pleasure gradually intensified, Jung Seo-yeon’s fingernails dug into Lee Han’s firm chest. Her thighs squeezed Lee Han’s side even harder. Jung Seo-yeon’s waist moved quickly, rotating in a circle, and her voluptuous breasts captivated Lee Han’s gaze.

Lee Han’s hand gripped Jung Seo-yeon’s waist and matched the rhythm, as if helping her movement. Jung Seo-yeon arched her head back and moved her body more violently. Her long hair fluttered in the air as if dancing, and the beads of sweat that formed on her flushed skin sparkled in the light.

“Ah… Lee Han-ssi…” Jung Seo-yeon’s voice trembled. Her expression was full of pleasure and passion.

“Eueut… Ah…” Jung Seo-yeon’s moans grew louder and louder.

Finally, the moment of climax arrived. Jung Seo-yeon’s entire body arched like a bow, and her inner walls squeezed Lee Han’s penis tightly.

“Eueueue… Aht!” A low, long moan escaped Jung Seo-yeon’s lips. Her voice was full of pleasure and ecstasy.

As the afterglow of the climax faded, Jung Seo-yeon leaned weakly against Lee Han’s chest, panting heavily. Her body was still trembling slightly, and the beads of sweat on her forehead fell onto Lee Han’s chest.

But Lee Han didn’t stop, and he raised his body and hugged Jung Seo-yeon tightly. His firm arms wrapped around her soft back. Lee Han’s lips touched Jung Seo-yeon’s nape, and his hot breath tickled her skin.

“Haaht… Not yet…” Jung Seo-yeon’s eyes widened. Her body stiffened with tension at the unexpected change in position.

Lee Han began to move his waist even more violently. His strong hands firmly gripped Jung Seo-yeon’s waist, and his hard penis dug into her deepest part.

“Ah… Ah…” Jung Seo-yeon’s voice grew louder and louder. Her fingernails dug into Lee Han’s back.

Lee Han slowly laid Jung Seo-yeon down on the bed. His weight pressed down on her, and his eyes were deep and dark. One of Lee Han’s hands stroked Jung Seo-yeon’s hair, and the other lifted her thigh.

“Eueue… There…” Jung Seo-yeon’s breathless voice leaked out. Her toes curled like a bow, and her chest rose and fell as if it were about to touch Lee Han’s chest.

Lee Han’s movements became deeper and stronger. His firm arms firmly grabbed the back of Jung Seo-yeon’s knees and pushed her legs towards her chest. This position lifted Jung Seo-yeon’s lower body, and Lee Han dug even deeper, pressing down from above.

“Ah… Too deep…” Jung Seo-yeon’s voice trembled.

Lee Han was encouraged by her reaction and moved his waist even more violently. His body completely covered Jung Seo-yeon’s body, and his chest pressed against her soft breasts.

“Eueut… Aht…” Jung Seo-yeon’s moans grew louder and louder. Her hands desperately gripped Lee Han’s back, and her heels hit his buttocks.

The two people’s breaths became rough, and their sweat-soaked skin slid against each other, creating a sweet friction sound. In this position, Jung Seo-yeon had no choice but to completely entrust her body to Lee Han, and her most sensitive part was intensively stimulated.

“I… I’m going to…” Jung Seo-yeon gasped, foreshadowing the moment of climax.

Lee Han gathered his last strength and moved his body even deeper and stronger. Jung Seo-yeon’s entire body arched like a bow, and her inner walls squeezed Lee Han’s penis tightly.

“Ah… Aht!” A violent moan erupted from Jung Seo-yeon’s lips. Her entire body trembled convulsively, and her vision turned white.

The two people panted and hugged each other in that position. Lee Han’s weight pressed down on Jung Seo-yeon comfortably, and their chests rose and fell rapidly, allowing them to feel each other’s heartbeats.

Jung Seo-yeon quickly typed a message on her cell phone while lying against Lee Han’s firm chest. Her nimble fingers tapped the screen quickly. When Lee Han looked at her with curious eyes, Jung Seo-yeon smiled softly.

“I’m sending Oppa a message saying I’m meeting a friend and will be home soon.” Her voice had a subtle playfulness in it.

Jung Seo-yeon stretched her arms out and stretched. Her alluring curves captivated Lee Han’s gaze. “I’ve been cooped up at home since I quit my job, so I feel sluggish.” She said.

Lee Han’s hand wrapped around Jung Seo-yeon’s soft waist. His touch moved slowly along her skin. “How’s married life?” He asked.

Jung Seo-yeon smiled slightly and replied. “My in-laws are telling me to have a baby as soon as possible… I’m thinking about it.” Her eyes sent a subtle seduction towards Lee Han.

Lee Han lightly patted Jung Seo-yeon’s round buttocks. “How do you feel when you see this person?” He pointed to the cell phone screen.

The screen showed Park Jun-ho seducing several women in the apartment. Scenes of him having secret encounters with different women were shown in succession. Jung Seo-yeon frowned and looked closely at the screen.

“What is this human being?” Her voice was laced with annoyance.

Lee Han replied calmly. “An obstacle.”

Jung Seo-yeon let out a hollow laugh. Her eyes turned to Lee Han. “Did you get another woman?” Her voice had a slightly jealous curiosity.

Lee Han didn’t answer and just smiled. Jung Seo-yeon turned her gaze back to the screen. “This man looks awful. It’s like he treats women like toys.” Her voice was filled with disgust.

“Then am I not like that?” Lee Han asked playfully.

Jung Seo-yeon raised her head and looked at Lee Han. Her eyes softened. She slowly raised her body and kissed Lee Han lightly on the lips. “You’re an exception.” Her voice rang out sweetly.

The two people’s lips met again. This time it was a deeper and more passionate kiss. Jung Seo-yeon’s hands rummaged through Lee Han’s hair, and Lee Han’s arms wrapped around her waist even more tightly.

The office was once again filled with hot heat. The two people’s breathing became rough, and their touches became bolder. The heat that had been cooling down a moment ago began to burn again. Jung Seo-yeon and Lee Han’s bodies became intertwined as one, and they once again fell into a vortex of hot love.