294. Scandal (21)

“I’m putting the door chain on.”

“Okay, okay.”

My phone was practically shared with Haeun.

Of course, her phone was the same.

It wasn’t because we had no secrets to hide, but because humans who had already seen each other’s bottom had no point in hiding things.

Thanks to that, it was easy for my sister-in-law, whose mischievous streak had grown unnecessarily, to infuriate her own sister.

Just like how she spun dozens of articles out of a single period earlier.

“Ah, seriously. I can’t even. Why is she acting like that all of a sudden? After everything yesterday, what else could she possibly be unhappy about?”

“How would I know?”

“It’s because you, Joo-hyuk oppa, spoil her too much. …If you’d just punish her properly, she wouldn’t act like this.”

“I honestly did enough. Don’t you see the scratch marks on my back?”

“What are you talking about? That’s exactly why she keeps doing this.”

It wasn’t hard to understand why Haeun was upset; her own sister, whom she thought she had finally brought to her knees, suddenly became defiant overnight and was openly flirting with me.

But it couldn’t be helped.

I made her that way, so I couldn’t just discard her now.

This wasn’t just about Seo Jia; it was the same for Haeun and Hinami.

They were addicted to pleasures they could never experience in an ordinary life, clinging to me.

I had to take responsibility, in my own way.

“Anyway, no matter what, not today. Even if she comes, I absolutely won’t open the door, …and I won’t do anything today either. You need to rest completely.”

“Okay.”

“Even if I let yesterday slide, if she pulls something like that again today, I’ll be genuinely angry this time.”

“I said okay.”

“…I’m not kidding.”

As Haeun looked at me with a contradictory expression mixing worry and murderous intent, while poking at me with her fork, I pondered how to maintain balance.

Just as Haeun seemed determined not to open the door today, no matter what, I felt Ye-eun would try to see me, regardless of the circumstances.

Under normal circumstances, I could have ignored her for weeks without any issue… but she felt a bit different right now.

The moment she felt ignored, she might cause an even bigger scene than what she did earlier.

Like posting a picture of the three of them, as she mentioned.

…Or maybe a picture of her and her brother-in-law alone.

Because the situation was too precarious to rest assured she wouldn’t cause trouble.

“I’m not kidding, if she does that again today, I’ll lock her up in the house.”

“No way. How would you even lock her up?”

“…I have handcuffs and ropes at home, why do you think I can’t?”

“Okay. She won’t do it, so you can stop talking.”

…The other one was on a similar level in terms of danger.

Still, confinement… if I just keep my mouth shut, no one would know.

Wouldn’t the sister, who spreads things all over the world with just a slip of the tongue, be more dangerous?

Looking at her holding the fork with such a naive mindset.

…I had second thoughts, fearing that fork might turn into a knife.

For now, I’ll wait for her to contact me first, without meeting.

Honestly, even if I get stabbed, it’s self-defense.

**

“…Ah.”

I had gone to bed early, planning to wake up around midnight.

But I overslept, and suddenly it was 2 AM.

Does that mean Joo-hyuk oppa is already asleep?

This is problematic.

I was supposed to keep my promise.

I frantically grabbed my phone to check if he had contacted me, but there were no messages or calls from him.

…Well, since my sister is probably with him anyway, it’s only natural.

Actually, from the moment I received the ‘get lost’ message, I didn’t even think I’d be able to touch skin with him today.

If I were my sister, I would have desperately blocked it too.

It’s just that I wanted to see the scene where she desperately blocked it.

This way, I can’t witness it unless I wake up the sleeping person.

…Should I just call him and wake him up?

But there’s no way he’d pick up this late at night.

The ringtone wouldn’t even sound.

Of course, there were ways to force a ringtone into ears that wouldn’t normally hear it.

“Hoo…”

Still dressed in the black clothes I wore before bed, I went downstairs with my phone in one hand and entered the door lock code.

I could easily open it since the code hadn’t been changed, but just as expected, the door chain blocked me, as if it were natural.

I pushed the front door a few times, kung, kung, but the chain, as sturdy as the one around my neck, only allowed a gap barely wide enough for a finger before blocking me.

But that tiny gap was

enough to push something finger-sized through.

I slid my second phone, with the volume turned all the way up, through the door gap and slammed the front door shut, kung.

Then, using my work phone, I called my other phone and played my song, undeniably beautiful but ill-suited for the early morning, as the ringtone.

Though I couldn’t hear it well through the door, as my past self sang towards the two sleeping not far away, it wasn’t long before someone came rushing out, kung, kung.

“Hey, fuck… It’s the middle of the night.”

“I’m sorry, Joo-hyuk oppa. I promised I’d come down at midnight, but I overslept a bit.”

He burst out, looking surprisingly awake for someone supposedly woken up, and started yelling at me, glaring through the door gap as if I were a lunatic.

…It’s a bit absurd to receive such a look from him.

He knows better than anyone who the real lunatic is, Joo-hyuk oppa.

“Then why didn’t you just call…, no, never mind. …What did you want to do coming down here?”

“I don’t want to do anything. I’ve just been subjected to whatever you wanted to do, Joo-hyuk oppa.”

“…Then just go back and sleep obediently without causing trouble today. Your sister will be a bit more mellow tomorrow, so come back then.”

“Did my sister threaten to stab me with a knife or something?”

“Yeah.”

“Pfft…”

At least, it wasn’t like her sister, whom he was pretending to be afraid of, had actually gone mad.

…There’s no way a master would be afraid of his own obedient pet.

Unless he’s just letting her win because she’s cute.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Ah, it’s just… I find it funny thinking about my sister saying that,”

“…I’m not joking, so just go back upstairs for today. You’ve already had your fun causing trouble.”

“That’s not enough… Not by a long shot compared to when you, Joo-hyuk oppa, messed me up.”

There was no way the person who knew how to hold and shake my leash could be swayed by mere sisters.

…And he shouldn’t be.

A master who can’t control their pet doesn’t deserve to be called a master.

If you’re truly a man worthy of being called Master,

you should be able to break this damn chain with your own hands.

“…”.

…See?

You were going to open it anyway, just like you wanted.

“Don’t come in. I’ll come out. …Let’s finish this quickly.”

“Yes.”

“And I don’t intend to do anything either. …Honestly, I’m fucking tired.”

He came out, picking up his phone with a sigh, looking as if he was utterly sick of me.

He picked up the phone and was about to put it in my pants pocket, but hesitated for a moment seeing me in just a t-shirt and leggings. Then, he pulled down the collar of my t-shirt and tucked the phone between my cleavage.

Then, looking down at me with a weary, pathetic expression.

“…What kind of trouble are you trying to cause now?”

“I don’t intend to cause trouble… But if you, Joo-hyuk oppa, are going to be cold, then I feel like causing trouble.”

“Then cause trouble. …Upload all those pictures we took onto Instagram, and whether you like it or not, I’ll have to pay attention to you.”

“…”.

“What, you think you can’t do that either?”

…Really.

He mocked my frozen state with that signature arrogant smirk.

“Go on, try it. You must have a few pictures left anyway. Upload them.”

“…”.

He then pulled the phone back out from between my cleavage, placed it in my hand, and even threatened me to hurry up and cause trouble.

…Does he really believe I can’t do it?

Or does he actually want me to cause trouble?

What would I think if I were him?

Probably….

“…I can’t.”

“…Really? You can’t even do something that small?”

…He must have wanted this reaction.

He’s not an idiot, and neither am I.

If I were to open Instagram right here and say, ‘Yes, okay,’ and upload a picture of us clinging together.

We both knew that in that instant, this thrilling relationship would quickly turn into a damp, messy one, becoming a bundle of stress.

“Then how about this? …Can you upload something like this?”

“…”.

He glanced around for a moment, and only after confirming no one was nearby did he push me against the wall and pull up my black t-shirt, exposing my darkened breasts to the night air.

In this deep night sky, unseen and untouched by anyone.

As he caressed my breasts.

He pushed me, hesitating, and illuminated my darkened breasts brightly with the flash.

Click, click, click. He took several shots, careful not to capture my face,

“So? You can’t upload this either?”

“…No.”

He filled his phone with far fewer pictures than the ones he had taken before, then handed it back to me,

scolding me for not even being able to cause this small a scene.

“…Ugh…”

After lightly swallowing my nipple, which had darkened again.

…Adding filthy sounds to the quiet night sky.

He continued to defile me with his sharp tongue.

“Ngh…, uh…”

My skin, already slick and wet.

Pulling down the leggings resting on my hips, exposing everything to the outside air.

“…You’re not wearing anything underneath either, you crazy perverted bitch.”

“Haa…, ooph…”

Stroking inside my sticky, wet cunt with thick fingers.

Covering my lips, which kept smudging the night sky, with his hand.

“…, ooph…, uh…♡”

And so….

Just as I wanted.

Just as he desired.

Being defiled.

“…Ah.”

“…”.

I.

Met the eyes of my sister, glaring at me through the gap in the closed door,

and froze.

Completely.

I couldn’t move even a single step.

Her eyes, brimming with murderous intent,

glittered chillingly, like the tip of a well-sharpened knife.