#48
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“Well then, I’m off.”
Taemin, about to leave for work, was neatly dressed in a black suit. His gaze was directed at Idam lying on the bed. With the blanket pulled back, his pale naked body was visible. His face, neck, shoulders, chest, and other parts were covered in sticky semen. Especially between his thighs, the fluid was abundant. It was all Taemin’s doing.
“You absolutely must not shower until I return from work.”
At Taemin’s words, Idam’s eyes began to well up like an abandoned puppy on a rainy day.
“Why, why do I have to do that?”
“How should I put it…”
Taemin smiled with his eyes as he stroked Idam’s hair. His large hand looked as if it could swallow the small head whole at any moment.
“Because you look pretty soaked in my cum.”
“Ha…”
“I want my traces to remain on my honey’s body for a long time.”
Taemin’s bruises were already tattooed on Idam’s flesh. So these bodily fluids weren’t necessary. And it probably wouldn’t look good aesthetically either. Idam couldn’t understand why he was making this choice. He’s a real pervert. Unable to voice this thought out loud, Idam just chewed his lips in disbelief.
“I’m just going to take care of some business. It won’t take long. About two or three hours.”
“Okay…”
Can’t you just work all day? The words “just a moment” were not welcome to Idam right now.
“And you remember we have to go to the couples’ gathering tomorrow, right?”
“Yes…”
It was the occasion responsible for Taemin calling him “honey.”
“Good that you remember. Stay put until I return.”
“…”
Irritated by the whole situation, Idam closed his mouth in annoyance. Taemin bent down and met Idam’s eyes.
“Why aren’t you answering?”
His eyes and voice were cold. It was like the gaze of someone looking at their target before committing murder. Feeling a chill down his spine, Idam’s expression became subservient.
“Yes… I understand.”
“From now on, don’t even think about what I say, just answer ‘yes.’ Got it?”
Don’t even think? What kind of crazy talk is this? Idam was dumbfounded by his dictatorial statement, but unable to rebel, he had no choice but to nod.
“Yes…”
“Good.”
Taemin quickly changed his attitude, becoming the kindest expression in the world.
“Rest well until I come back. I’ll wash you when I return.”
With that, Taemin removed his hand from Idam’s head and left. Only then did Idam feel like he could breathe again.
A week had passed since meeting Hayun. Taemin took every opportunity to bite, suck, and explore Idam’s body. It seemed like he was determined to torment him. Despite various positions making Idam’s body feel like it was drying up like a squid, Taemin never tired. The fact that his monstrous genitals showed no signs of shrinking was even more bewildering.
On the other hand, meals were varied and plentiful. So Idam considered this moment of just being able to breathe a blessing.
It was so hard that when Taemin was asleep or away, he tried to escape under the pretext of taking a walk. But men with crew cuts at the entrance stopped him, resulting in failure. Now he was essentially imprisoned, unable to even breathe outside air.
‘How about I pay off that 350 million to that person with my money, and you get out of there?’
Hayun’s proposal kept circling in his mind. Given the current situation, he wanted to accept it even if it meant being shameless. However, he felt too sorry towards Hayun to easily do so, and even if he wanted to, he couldn’t contact him immediately. Idam’s phone had disappeared.
That day when Taemin suddenly barged into the house, Idam couldn’t even say goodbye properly and had promised to contact Hayun again, so he looked for his phone but couldn’t find it. So he asked Taemin about the whereabouts of his phone.
‘I thought you wouldn’t need a phone anymore, so I got rid of it.’
That was his nonchalant answer. It seemed absurd, considering he had once told Idam to memorize his number.
‘I don’t like unnecessary phone calls causing trouble.’
It seemed that Idam’s impulsive visit to Hayun that day had greatly bothered him.
“Hayun…”
He wanted to contact Hayun but didn’t know how. Idam tossed and turned in bed with a troubled mind and unknowingly fell asleep again.
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Taemin stood in front of a grand traditional Korean house. The blue tiles visible through the lush trees gave it a magnificent appearance. He went inside. Employees dressed in modernized hanbok bowed to greet Taemin. He accepted their greetings as if it were natural.
“Is Grandfather here?”
“Yes, of course. This way.”
The woman who looked like the most veteran among the employees guided him. Although Taemin also lived in a traditional Korean house, much of it had been remodeled in a Western style. In contrast, this place faithfully recreated the traditional Korean style. They arrived at the main room. The woman bowed in front of the ornate patterned door.
“Young Master Wang has arrived.”
“Let him in.”
A low, deep voice was heard. The employee opened the door. With a sliding sound, the interior was revealed. It was a space of wooden floors and white walls. In the center, sitting on a blue mattress, was an old man playing Go by himself.
He used to live on Jeju Island but had been staying in Seoul for the past five years. His face lit up.
“My grandson has come.”
“Have you been well?”
Taemin sat on the cushion in front of the Go board. The grandfather looked at Taemin fondly, as if honey had been smeared on his eyes.
“My, my, how long has it been?”
“It’s been four months since the New Year’s gathering.”
In contrast to the excited grandfather, Taemin maintained a calm demeanor.
“Has it been that long already? Let’s see each other more often. Your father recently came back from the US and visited. You should try to be more like him, okay?”
“I’ll visit more often from now on.”
“Good, good.”
The grandfather smiled brightly.
“Have you met your father?”
“No. We briefly ran into each other at a restaurant last time, but I haven’t been able to meet him since then because I’ve been busy.”
“He hasn’t contacted you?”
“We talked on the phone. He said we should have a meal together later.”
“Hanman seems busy too.”
“Seems so.”
After Taemin became the CEO of Baekwol Corporation, his father also started his own business, leading to less frequent contact. This situation had become natural.
“By the way.”
The grandfather examined Taemin’s face closely.
“Why does your face look so good? You’re full of vitality.”
“Ah… well…”
Just as Taemin was about to answer, the woman who had guided him earlier entered with a tea tray. The tray was placed next to the Go board. On it were glutinous rice monakas and a teapot of flower tea. The woman poured an appropriate amount of tea into two cups and then left.
The grandfather took a sip of tea and then bit into a monaka. However, Taemin, who disliked sweet things, only touched the tea to his lips.
“Are you perhaps dating?”
“What? No, I’m not. Why are you suddenly asking this?”
Taemin was flustered. He had never heard his grandfather ask such a thing before.
“You look radiant. It’s good to see. Haha.”
The grandfather laughed heartily and continued.
“Then have you found an omega that suits you?”
It was a spot-on remark from his grandfather. Being such a perceptive person, Taemin had expected him to figure it out quickly. So Taemin nodded without showing much surprise.
“That’s right.”
“Indeed, an omega’s pheromones are absolutely crucial for an alpha. There’s a good energy flowing through you now that I’ve never seen before. What kind of person are they? Did you choose someone with a clear background?”
“Yes. I’m certain about that.”
Having already thoroughly investigated Idam’s background, he could answer confidently.
“Grandfather, I have a question.”
“Go ahead.”
“In the past, father only introduced me to extremely potent omegas to treat my aversion. But I never felt any different from other omegas, and their pheromones still disgusted me. However, the omega by my side now is not like that. Why is that?”
He was about to add that it was incredibly good, almost to the point of madness, but swallowed those words.
“What’s the secondary gender of this omega you’re with now?”
“Male.”
“Age?”
“Twenty.”
“So young…”
The grandfather muttered softly, then continued.
“Do you know what kind of people his parents are?”
“Yes.”
It was a natural answer for someone who knew all of Idam’s background.
The grandfather’s gaze became a little sharper.
“Then give me the information about his parents.”
“Why?”
“Both for me and your father, there were characteristics in the parents of the extremely potent omegas we dealt with. I think it might be the same for the omega you’re currently with.”
“I understand. I’ll send it to you today.”
He had always lived thinking that an omega compatible with him didn’t exist in this world. It had been a life like a dry desert. Idam was special, like discovering a fairy living in a spring full of flower petals one day. So he wanted to know.
Why was Yeo Idam different despite being an extremely potent omega? What was it that drove him so crazy?
“I’m really glad.”
The grandfather exhaled in relief, looking at Taemin’s face once more.
“Your aversion symptoms will improve if you continue to receive the pheromones of the omega you’re currently with. It will take at most half a year.”
Just half a year? For some reason, Taemin felt that time was too short.
“Once you’ve fully recovered, I’ll handle that omega together with Hanman. So focus on getting rid of your aversion as soon as possible. You need to get married too.”
“Ah…”
Taemin’s face suddenly hardened.
“According to Hanman, I heard you keep avoiding marriage. Do you really have no intention of getting married?”
“I don’t want to marry someone father chooses for me. If I have to, I want to marry someone I’m attracted to.”
At that moment, Idam’s face flashed in Taemin’s mind without him realizing it.
He didn’t know why.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
