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Bang! As the car smashed through the door and entered the house, debris rained down on the windshield. The dark interior of the house brightened from the headlights, and Il-hyun's brow furrowed as he checked outside through the car window. Ja-kyung felt the same way.
In the darkness, there was only one person standing. And that person's posture didn't seem at all like someone who had come to kill. As the window rolled down, the intruder approached with heavy footsteps.
"Are you crazy! Did you really intend to kill someone?"
At the familiar voice, Il-hyun muttered a small curse and completely got out of the car. All the lights in the house were turned on, and only then did he properly identify the intruder. Kang Yu-jeong. Seeing her for the first time in a while, she was glaring at Kang Il-hyun, who had gotten out of the driver's seat, with an incredulous expression.
"What are you doing here?"
"I heard you took a vacation, so I came. Manager Park wouldn't tell me anything, so I figured you'd be here."
"So why."
"Don't you know to ask? Tomorrow is your birthday."
Now that she mentioned it, there was a birthday cake and shopping bag on the table that appeared to have been brought by her. Il-hyun clicked his tongue with a dissatisfied expression.
"If you came, you should have at least turned on the lights. Why were you hiding like a rat."
"Damn brat. Calling your older sister a rat. I was hiding to surprise you, who would have imagined you'd barge in with a car? Thanks to that, your birthday almost became my death day."
She ground her teeth, then belatedly noticed Ja-kyung standing behind her and made a surprised face. Ja-kyung was flustered, not knowing what to do in this suddenly unfolding situation. Her gaze alternated between Il-hyun and Ja-kyung.
Il-hyun looked back and beckoned to Ja-kyung with a gesture of his finger. As she approached hesitantly, her eyes grew even wider.
"Lee An...?"
"H-hello."
"How are you here...?"
Il-hyun introduced them to each other with an indifferent expression.
"You saw her last year, right? This is my older sister, Kang Yu-jeong."
His gaze shifted from Yu-jeong to Ja-kyung. Unlike when he looked at his sister, his eyes warmed and the corners of his mouth rose.
"And this is Lee Ja-kyung."
Yu-jeong tilted her head. Lee Ja-kyung, not Jang Ian? Before she could wonder, Il-hyun added with a proud expression.
"My lover."
Both Yu-jeong's and Ja-kyung's mouths fell open at the same time.
"What?"
"That's not true!"
When Ja-kyung denied it, Il-hyun grinned.
"As you can see, our darling is very shy."
Ja-kyung was even more appalled.
"Please don't misunderstand. The CEO is joking!"
She, not understanding what was going on, opened her eyes wide and looked back and forth between the two. Ja-kyung admired her face anew. Kang Yu-jeong, seen for the first time in a year, was still beautiful and overflowing with charm. She was momentarily distracted when Il-hyun noticed with an exasperated look and covered Ja-kyung's eyes with his large hand, pushing her backward.
"Introduction over. You go inside."
Go inside where, when he's destroyed the house. Looking at it, aside from the shattered front door and windows, it was relatively intact. Is it not going to collapse? She stood holding her ground, but eventually, with her back being pushed, she was driven into the room.
Does Kang Yu-jeong know nothing. She pressed her ear to the door, but the conversation wasn't clear. She was about to turn away with a sigh when she discovered her own figure standing in front of the window and flinched. Even though it was covered with only the feet visible, it was still scary.
She sat on the bed waiting for Kang Il-hyun, and recalled what Yu-jeong had said. She said tomorrow is his birthday. But why hadn't he said anything. Given this human's personality, he would have sucked her dry to the bone using his birthday as an excuse.
Even after waiting, there was no sign of the conversation ending. Ja-kyung decided to wipe her body soaked in seawater and entered the bathroom. After smoking a cigarette, taking a shower, and changing clothes, she was drying her wet hair when she heard the sound of a car outside. She was about to go out when knock knock, the door opened along with the sound, and Kang Il-hyun entered.
With a cigarette in his mouth and a cake in one hand.
He saw the wax figure of Ja-kyung standing by the window and immediately pulled off the sheet. It was made so similarly that it felt like facing a clone. He looked the figure up and down with a satisfied expression.
"I really like it."
He set the cake down beside him and turned the figure around. Ja-kyung wondered what he was going to do, but he pulled down the figure's pants. The tattoo on the buttocks and even the dimple-like indentations above them were made exactly the same. He touched that part with his hand, then moved down and groped the buttocks too.
Ja-kyung grimaced and snapped at him to stop, and he turned around with a regretful expression.
"I should have plucked out the eyeballs and inserted them."
Il-hyun pointed at Ja-kyung with the cigarette between his fingers. He was smiling, but his eyes held murderous intent.
"I'm warning you, next time you look at someone other than me like that, I won't let it slide."
"......"
She had briefly stared at Kang Yu-jeong earlier, and he knew it like a ghost. No, isn't it instinct for a man to be attracted to a beautiful woman? What am I supposed to do when my eyes go there on their own? She wanted to argue, but it seemed like her eyeballs would be plucked out right here and now if she did.
Ja-kyung clicked her tongue inwardly. Seeing him act like this even toward his own sister, cutting off Choi Gi-tae's head probably wasn't something done simply in a fit of rage.
"Did your sister... leave?"
"She left. The manager came to pick her up."
"Manager?"
"The resort is company property."
No wonder people were greeting him everywhere he went, she thought he was a VIP customer, but that wasn't it.
Then why didn't he just stay there from the beginning instead of coming here and suffering. Moreover, wasn't one side of the living room completely destroyed right now? He placed the cake on the table and crushed the cigarette into the ashtray, grinding it out.
"Tomorrow is... your birthday?"
"Yeah."
"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"
"Why. Were you going to give me a present or something?"
Ja-kyung didn't answer. If she said yes, this human might demand something strange again. But if she had known in advance, she would have prepared at least a small gift. After all, he was her employer. Il-hyun approached closely and took a seat on the bed. Right beside her, he let out a small sigh and spoke.
"Actually, I don't like birthdays. It reminds me of my unhappy past when I wasn't loved by my mother."
He leaned his head against Ja-kyung's shoulder with a distressed expression. Ah, this human is damn scary at times like this. Il-hyun rubbed his cheek against her shoulder and continued in a sorrowful voice.
"I guess I shouldn't have been born after all."
Ja-kyung shrank back. Contrary to his sad voice, his lips drew close. She thought he was going to kiss her, but he licked up from her lower jaw to her cheek, then immediately pulled back and smiled. The moment she felt relieved,
"I'll go wash up. Let's have our birthday party."
"Party...?"
"You, at least, should celebrate my birth with your whole body."
Everything else faded and only the two letters 'whole body' came through clearly. Unconsciously tense, she gulped. Il-hyun smiled faintly and entered the bathroom, and Ja-kyung, left alone, looked at the cake in front of her with a face like she'd been hit.
Ah, fuck. I feel like I've been done in.
Her tailbone still hurts, surely not... no way.... In this situation where the house is destroyed and he's acting like this... nah, surely.... She decided to just pretend to sleep first. She pulled the covers over her head and closed her eyes, but far from sleeping, her mind became increasingly alert.
Her ears were entirely open toward the bathroom. At some point, the bathroom door closed, and Ja-kyung squeezed her eyes shut. The blanket was being pulled from below, and she held on with all her might, but it was useless. In the end, the blanket was taken away and she bolted up from her spot. Kang Il-hyun, having just washed, stood with his eyebrows lowered and a hurt expression.
"Tired? On my birthday?"
Ja-kyung clenched her teeth. It was only tens of minutes ago that he said he didn't like birthdays. Looking at the time, it was past 12. She had tried to just sleep, but he showed no intention of backing down. After a tense standoff, she reluctantly sat at the table and took out the cake.
The cake was white as first snow. As she was inserting candles, he dipped his finger deeply into the fresh cream in front of her and brought it to his mouth. He sucked it off, then stuck out his tongue and licked his finger. His eyes glistened. He looked like he could devour someone at any moment.
When she looked at him, he dipped into the cream again and held it out.
"Do you want to taste it too?"
"I'll... eat it myself."
She tried to refuse moderately, but this human stood up and untied his robe. His erect cock rose upward. Ah, this perverted bastard, as expected. Ja-kyung frowned and openly showed her disgust. Should she test him for drugs. Otherwise, there's no way he'd be standing like that every time.
Before lighting the candles, Il-hyun thrust his cock into the cake. Ja-kyung froze. As he pulled it out, his cock was covered in fresh cream. For a moment, she even thought about lighting the fire on his cock instead of the candles, but she didn't want to risk her life over something this small, so she let it go.
The uneasy premonition that surely not was gradually becoming reality.
"Still, it's my birthday, so I should receive a present, right?"
Ja-kyung looked up and glared.
"Instead, I'll only accept one present."
That meant if she used her mouth, he wouldn't touch her buttocks. After brief consideration, she made her decision.
Fine, it's his birthday. He gave a lot of money, and when she ran away and was caught, he didn't kill her.
He's a terrible bastard who would even sell his dead mother with every lie that came out of his mouth, but whenever she heard him say he had been unhappy, her own childhood came to mind.
She didn't know why. Both were lonely and unhappy, and if anything, Kang Il-hyun still had it better compared to her. At least he probably never starved so much that he tore apart and ate cardboard boxes.
Even so, for a brief moment, she wanted to comfort the child he had been.
Ja-kyung knelt before Il-hyun. As she opened her mouth, he placed the tip of his cock against her lips. She stuck out her tongue and lightly licked. Perhaps because of the cream, it was sweet. When she looked up, his eyes filled with desire met hers.