Speak of The Devil

The regret of having slept in that room yesterday briefly clawed at me, but it was fleeting.I am not his lover. We just had sex all day because we had time. I convinced myself of this. Having something to do was quite helpful.As I downloaded the Korail app on my phone, I sent a quick message.– Looks like it’ll be possible.It was in response to Seo Jaeoh’s message suggesting we have a drink at the hotel bar. Although I couldn’t give a definite answer due to not knowing Jung Yiyeon’s movements, as soon as I said it was possible, Seo Jaeoh replied that he would head over right away. His boldness made me chuckle.Since it would take about 30 minutes for him to arrive, I booked the tickets, handled the car rental, and contacted the staff about the car left at Gimpo Airport. Then, I quickly showered. I didn’t plan to do anything serious, but I still wanted to look presentable.After working continuously since arriving in Busan—though having sex with Jung Yiyeon was arguably an extension of work—I was somewhat excited about meeting someone privately. So, I showered, styled my hair with wax, and put on casual clothes. The slim-fit slacks and shirt gave a different vibe from a suit.But just as I was about to leave and change from slippers to shoes, the doorbell rang.I hadn’t given Seo Jaeoh my room number, so I had no idea who it could be. Thinking someone might have the wrong room, I opened the door.“…Sir?”Jung Yiyeon stood at the door.He took a step forward, and I stepped back. Jung Yiyeon seized the momentum and walked into the room.Then he asked, “What’s your relationship with him?”“Excuse me?”Startled by the sudden question, I responded in a dazed voice.He threw out the question without explanation, and as I stood there unable to answer, he rambled on.“Damn, I want to have sex because I drank.”“What??”“Are you going out? Don’t go. Sleep with me.”What??I was shocked. Too stunned to even push him away as he wrapped his arms around my waist. Was this the same man who coolly told me to rest earlier in his room??Before I could protest, he kissed me, and the scent of alcohol on his breath hit me. The kiss was rough and impatient, a stark contrast to the soft and sweet kisses we shared like lovers the night before.“Wait, wait, sir. Just let me make a call…”I had just showered and styled my hair with wax, dressed up nicely to meet Seo Jaeoh.But the moment Jung Yiyeon appeared, thoughts of meeting Seo Jaeoh vanished. Wrapped in Jung Yiyeon’s arms, I lost any semblance of rationality.I turned my head away from his kiss to make the call, but Jung Yiyeon pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, pressing his lips to my neck. Startled by the soft sensation, I gasped.“Sir, wait!”Why wouldn’t I want to get entangled with him? I quickly grabbed my phone and called Seo Jaeoh, but Jung Yiyeon didn’t stop. Even as the call signal started, he was already unbuttoning my pants.Holding the phone in one hand, I tried to resist with the other, but it was useless against his drunken strength. In an instant, my pants and underwear were down to my knees.Jung Yiyeon smirked and lowered his head.“Agh!!”I screamed. How could I not?His teeth had clamped down on my penis!“Ah, that hurts!”Don’t bite! What are you doing biting?! Though he didn’t bite hard, just feeling his teeth there was enough to shock me. Every lick made me shrink in fear of being bitten again, and cold sweat ran down my back.– Hey, Lee Nan. I’m almost there.Meanwhile, Seo Jaeoh answered the call.“Damn it, I… I…”I couldn’t find the strength to explain why I couldn’t go out.Urgh! I bit down to stifle the moan. Jung Yiyeon’s powerful suction on my glans made it impossible to speak properly.Reaching out in desperation, I grabbed his hair, but it was futile. His drunken state seemed to numb him to pain, no matter how hard I pulled.“Jaeoh, sorry. I can’t make it. Something urgent came up. Really sorry!”– What? Why? What’s happening all of a sudden?Ah, I’m dying here. I’m dying.His suction made it feel like he was going to pull my penis off. I was going crazy from the way he mouthed and sucked on it. Grabbing a fistful of Jung Yiyeon’s hair, I blurted out to Seo Jaeoh in a rapid-fire speech.“Sorry, sorry. Really sorry! I have to go! I’ll come to Busan again soon. We’ll meet then!”– You crazy bastard, hey!“Sorry!”I hung up the phone and used both hands to pull Jung Yiyeon’s head away. Even as he held on and sucked harder, making my vision swim.“It hurts!”Only after I shouted did Jung Yiyeon release my penis from his mouth.“It hurts me too. Who told you to pull my hair like that?”His face was full of complaint as he looked up at me. I finally let go of his hair, but honestly, I wanted to rip it all out. I felt like my dick was going to fall off. Why the hell did he bite it and suck it so painfully? What baffled me even more was that despite the pain, I was still half-erect inside his mouth.“Secretary Lee.”Jung Yiyeon’s frown turned into a slight smile.Despite the embarrassment, frustration, and anger from being abruptly stripped and attacked, his almost-smiling face made me surrender. With his head hovering right above my penis, calling out to me, he looked irresistibly cute and lovely. I almost forgot the pain from earlier and found him utterly endearing. I was hopeless at this point.“…Lick it gently.”Even in this hopeless state, I sought my own desires. There was a thrill in speaking to my employer in such an inappropriate way.“Gently?”Jung Yiyeon responded to my provocation. With a sly expression, he licked his lips slowly with his red tongue, and I thought it must have been the alcohol making him this bold.“Like this?”His red, sinful tongue licked up my shaft. The erotic sensation traveled up my spine, and I began to breathe heavily. I was going crazy. I had just started to get hard, but I felt like I could come any second.While I was struggling to hold on, Jung Yiyeon dutifully licked my penis as I instructed. Softly and gently, his warm hand stroked my shaft and slowly fondled my testicles. Following my commands only made it harder for me to endure.“Ah…!”When he bit down on my glans and sucked, a shiver ran down my spine, and a moan escaped my lips. Propping myself up on my elbows, I gently stroked his hair.His licking and sucking were definitely better than when he first did it in the shower, but it was still not enough. I wanted to thrust deep into his throat, making my hips itch. Resisting the urge to grab his hair and forcefully thrust was torturous.“Sir, honestly…”“Hmm?”With my penis still in his mouth, he glanced up at me, slowly moving his lips. The sight was maddeningly erotic. Tongue? Lips? Technique? None of that mattered. What thrilled me was the fact that it was Jung Yiyeon, right in front of me, making even his amateurish blowjob exciting.His flushed, wet face was so alluring it made my heart ache. I couldn’t help but let a mischievous comment slip.“You’re terrible at giving head.”Calling him terrible was highly inappropriate for a subordinate, but I took advantage of his drunken state to say it playfully.Jung Yiyeon looked like a scolded child, then suddenly spat out my penis with a loud pop.“I’m not doing this anymore. Turn over.”My fully erect penis bobbed in the air, abandoned. Jung Yiyeon climbed onto the bed, pulling off my underwear and pants in the process. He then pulled down his own pants, revealing he had changed into comfortable training clothes after a shower.“Hurry up.”His eyes flashed with impatience, making me incredulous.“Ah, I don’t really like doggy style…”Despite my words, he just snorted. While stroking his erect penis with one hand, he used the other to push me into position.“Where’s the lube?”“I brought it.”“Ugh!”The cold lube being poured onto my butt wasn’t pleasant, especially as it trickled down between my cheeks.Jung Yiyeon spread the lube with his fingers, rubbing along my crack. Soon, his slick fingers were probing between my legs, making me groan and press my face into the sheets.A quick kiss landed on the back of my neck.“I don’t like giving head either.”“Ha, sir, really… ugh!”The moment his fingers, now three deep, found and pressed a certain spot inside, I couldn’t continue speaking. My hips jerked involuntarily, and I bit my lip to stifle my reaction. I couldn’t help but clench around his fingers.“My fingers might break.”His voice was teasing, making it even more frustrating.His fingers relentlessly pressed and rubbed that spot, making it impossible to suppress my groans. My body trembled, and my vision blurred with the rising urge to climax.But just as I was about to reach the peak, his fingers abruptly withdrew.Amid my ragged breaths, I heard the sound of a condom being rolled on and lube being applied to his erection.My heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and tension. My eyes burned, and my whole body tingled. I couldn’t even bring myself to look back. Every time his engorged glans brushed against my perineum and pressed against my entrance, I shivered.“Ah!”A cry escaped as he entered me without warning, stretching me tight. I could vividly imagine how stretched I was, with his bulbous glans pushing in and the thick shaft following, inch by inch.The feeling of opening up inside made my back shudder. I tried to relax, even though my body kept tensing up, rubbing my forehead against the bed. The sheets were wrinkled messily in my tightly clenched hands.“Ugh… sob, ah…”The slow penetration made my insides feel like they were in turmoil. When his penis was fully inside and his pubic bone pressed against my buttocks, I felt a wave of nausea. Despite having done this just yesterday, I couldn’t get used to his size.With his entire length inside me, Jung Yiyeon paused, his hot hands caressing my back and sides.“Ha, you’re so tight…”He bent over, his chest pressing against my back. His breath, reeking of alcohol, whispered hotly in my ear. The heat of his breath and the alcohol made me feel drunk. Maybe it was the heat from the penetration. My head was spinning.“Ugh…!”When he began to move his hips shallowly, another moan escaped me. Jung Yiyeon covered my hand, which was gripping the sheets tightly, and started to thrust in and out, stirring me up inside. The friction against my inner walls gradually became more intense and rough. The overwhelming pleasure made my vision spin. I couldn’t keep my eyes open, so I squeezed them shut and bit my lip, trembling with the pleasure coursing through me.“Ha-”Jung Yiyeon moaned lowly, indicating he was feeling pleasure too.“Secretary Lee.”His low voice calling my name gave me goosebumps. His voice intoxicated me, making it impossible to stay focused.Secretary Lee, Secretary Lee. He kept calling my name in an increasingly urgent pitch, as if it was his moan.Ah. If only that voice would call me by my name, Lee Nan. How heavenly that would be.“Uh, Boss, ugh!”Barely managing to open my eyes and turn my head, I called out to him. I met Jung Yiyeon’s gaze as he breathed hotly against my ear. At that moment, I saw myself reflected in his dark eyes.“Ah…!”His hot lips pressed against mine. I eagerly accepted his tongue, sucking it in as he devoured my lips. The endless kiss, which left me breathless, felt like it would crush my ribcage.Simultaneously, his thrusts became rougher, slapping against my buttocks. The sounds of our flesh colliding filled the room, and every deep thrust made lights explode behind my eyes. The heat in my eyes felt like it was melting my brain.“Secretary Lee. Ha, Secretary Lee.”Each time his lips parted from mine, he called my name between ragged breaths. His voice burrowed into my mind, teasing me. At the peak of dizzying pleasure, I climaxed intermittently.Jung Yiyeon held me more passionately than any lover. Yet, he never once called my name, and in his arms, I reached climax multiple times.***Do other chaebols take trains? I didn’t know, but Jung Yiyeon didn’t seem to care. He thought taking the train was faster than driving. So I had to focus on staying awake while sitting next to him. I later regretted not booking three seats, so I could sit separately and leave the seat next to him empty.In the warm train cabin, the gentle rocking made it incredibly hard to stay awake. I hadn’t slept much last night, thanks to Jung Yiyeon.After our intense sex, Jung Yiyeon fell asleep right in my bed. I spent the night groaning and holding my aching waist, unable to sleep. I watched his sleeping face, thinking of how pathetic I was. Unable to fall asleep, my eyelids felt heavy since morning.Someone tapped my shoulder, startling me awake. I was on the KTX. Despite my efforts, I had fallen asleep. Still groggy, I saw Jung Yiyeon.The train had stopped. He had woken me up because it was time to get off. Horrified that I had slept in front of my boss, I quickly got up, swallowing my embarrassment.Jung Yiyeon casually remarked, “You didn’t drool while you slept.”How…? How did I sleep? Did I rest my forehead on his shoulder? I prayed to my mother in heaven, thankful she didn’t make me someone who drooled in their sleep.As we moved to the car prepared for us, I kept glancing at him. Maybe it was a hangover making him frown more than usual.“Would you like a hamburger?”I asked, glancing at him in the rearview mirror while driving. The atmosphere was tense, and I struggled to find the courage to speak. Jung Yiyeon believed hamburgers, especially with an extra slice of cheese, were the best cure for a hangover.“Let’s go to the office.”He refused, staring out the window. If hamburgers didn’t work, it wasn’t a hangover.I always watched my boss, especially Jung Yiyeon, to gauge his mood. Something was off. I couldn’t figure out why he was so tense. What could have upset him? The cold atmosphere, which I hadn’t felt even when we first met, made me nervous.“How do you know Seo Jaeoh?”His sudden question caught me off guard.I thought things were going well with Jang Wonhyung. Had something happened that I didn’t know about? I didn’t expect Seo Jaeoh to come up, but I replied calmly.“I met him when he was attending university in Seoul.”“So, you’ve known him for a while.”Since our mid-twenties? He was a rare long-term friend for me, though we had a sexual relationship.But Jung Yiyeon’s questioning didn’t stop there.“Were you lovers?”I was momentarily speechless. I couldn’t help but frown. This was an extremely personal question.I couldn’t understand why he was asking such a question. He always kept a heavy atmosphere, and now, out of the blue, he was inquiring about my personal relationships?Of course, I was willing to answer any of Jung Yiyeon’s questions. However, I was also always mindful of maintaining the “boundaries” in our relationship. I didn’t want to be the only one sharing while he wouldn’t even allow me to ask about his personal life.“My personal relationships are my private matter…”It meant I had no reason to answer. Worried that my tone might have been a bit brusque, I glanced at the rearview mirror.But our eyes met. My heart dropped at the intensity in his dark eyes, making me feel like I had to respond.“We were not lovers.”We had dates that could be called romantic and had quite a bit of sex, but we were not lovers. He liked me a lot, and I liked him, but I preferred casual relationships with multiple people over settling down with one person. Seo Jaeoh understood that about me, and I didn’t demand exclusivity from him either. If Seo Jaeoh had been the type to cling to me, our relationship wouldn’t have lasted this long.“Hm.”I wondered what Jung Yiyeon was curious about. What difference did it make whether I was in a relationship with Seo Jaeoh or not? Perhaps I should have answered ambiguously, saying we weren’t exactly dating.But Jung Yiyeon didn’t bring up Seo Jaeoh again.“I guess I do need a hamburger after all.”Instead, he switched to a completely unrelated topic. I decided to stop reacting to his random changes in topic and simply responded that I understood. I broke off my deep thoughts and drove into a fast-food restaurant by the roadside. I ordered the usual hamburger he liked from the drive-thru and handed it to him in the back seat.“What about you, Secretary Lee?”“I’ll eat later.”I didn’t like hamburgers much, so I didn’t order one for myself. Jung Yiyeon quietly took the hamburger and ate it with a blank expression that gave no clue whether he liked it or not.Not long after, I pulled into a cafe.“I’ll get us some coffee.”“Get yourself one too, Secretary Lee.”It seemed he felt awkward eating alone.If we were simply boss and secretary, he wouldn’t care what I ate, but our relationship had become too complicated to draw such clear lines. I wondered if he regretted having a relationship with a subordinate and if that was why he had looked so sour since morning.I sighed, bought him a vanilla latte and an Americano for myself, and headed back to the car. When I handed him the coffee, he had already finished his hamburger and cola. He looked more relaxed than before, the serious look on his face having eased slightly.He took a sip of the sweet coffee, but it was hot, freshly steamed milk with espresso.“It’s hot.”Surprised by the heat, Jung Yiyeon quickly pulled his lips away. A bit of white milk foam clung to the corner of his mouth, making him look… incredibly cute.“Shall I blow on it for you?”He frowned as he licked the foam from his lips, looking like a child, which made me almost burst out laughing. Was this really the same man who had made me so nervous? I couldn’t stop a playful remark from slipping out, though I said it in a businesslike tone with a straight face.Jung Yiyeon looked at me silently for a moment before speaking.“Secretary Lee, you’re quite a mysterious person.”“Excuse me?”“No, I mean, it’s nice that you’re so considerate. But you don’t need to blow on my coffee.”A faint smile appeared on his lips. Even he found the idea of a grown man blowing on another man’s coffee amusing.I felt a wave of relief. His harsh demeanor had completely disappeared, as if it had never been there.Was it really just a hangover? If a hamburger improved his mood, it was almost absurd. But also… very cute.I tried to maintain a straight face, struggling to keep from smiling.Emotions were strange. Here I was, worrying about every expression and tone of Jung Yiyeon, feeling relieved by his reactions.But I reminded myself that these emotions and actions must not be revealed. I needed to maintain our boundaries, treating our few days in Busan as an exception, not the rule. Falling asleep on the train beside my boss should never happen again. To maintain a professional distance with Jung Yiyeon, I needed to be strictly businesslike.So, I resolved not to smile at him or look at him fondly. Even if Jung Yiyeon stirred my emotions, I must not show it. To preserve our shallow relationship as mere sex partners.I vowed to hide my emotions thoroughly.***“…Jealousy?”The thought suddenly struck me, making me open my eyes wide.It was 20 minutes before my alarm. Normally, I would have snuggled back into bed, but strange thoughts kept me awake.Jealousy. It was the only explanation.I jumped out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom to take a cold shower. The cold water in the early morning should have cleared my mind, but it didn’t. Jealousy, it seemed too unreal.A few days ago, when we returned from Busan, I kept thinking about why Jung Yiyeon was in a bad mood and then suddenly cheered up. The whole situation was strange, starting with him drunkenly coming to my room the night before.He had realized I was about to go out. Sure, let’s say he was drunk and horny and came to see me. After all, he was the one who proposed a relationship with me because he found it too troublesome to find other partners. But the next day, he suddenly felt down and started asking about my relationship with Seo Jaeoh. When I told him we weren’t lovers, his mood improved immediately.If it wasn’t jealousy, what else could it be?“Hey, you idiot, your alarm!”It was then that I heard a loud voice from outside the bathroom. Not just a loud voice but a bang that made it sound like the door would come off its hinges.Startled, I turned off the shower and opened the door. My brother, Ion, was standing there with a menacing face, his fist bleeding from pounding on the door to express his frustration.Lee Won. My brother was over 190cm tall and heavily built. We resembled each other somewhat, but while I had a sharp and intelligent image, he had stronger, more fierce features. There was a long scar by his eyes that made his handsome face look rather intimidating.Having just woken up, his disheveled appearance should have been amusing, but the fierce look in his eyes was anything but. As soon as our eyes met, his rough hand flew towards me.“Ah! Hyung! Hyung!!”My brother, who had been notorious in our neighborhood for his wild behavior and temper, was very violent. The fact that I could scream like this meant he was holding back because it was me.If it had been someone else, he would have shoved the blaring phone into their mouth and crushed their jaw.“I surrender! I surrender!!”Only because it was me did he settle for choking me and putting me in a joint lock. We had a mixed martial arts match, me naked and wet, him in just his underwear. It was only when I tapped out madly on the floor, gasping for breath, that he finally let go. Even then, his gaze was still fierce.Looking down at me coughing on the floor, my brother suddenly spoke.“What, is work tough? You’ve lost some weight.”He had just been choking me, and now he sounded worried. It was absurd, but that was my brother for you.He rarely came home because of his own busy life, and now he was grabbing my face, turning it this way and that, frowning.“Should I find you another job?”He was always quick to react. I hadn’t even complained about my job, but he was already talking about finding me an easier one because I looked a bit thinner.I smiled faintly at his suggestion. My brother always treated me like a kid, insisting I take it easy. Even when I was in college, he covered my tuition and living expenses, telling me not to worry about anything but my studies and to do whatever I wanted. He was a year older but acted like a much older brother. I was grateful for his care, but I didn’t want to rely on him too much anymore. I had no intention of changing jobs right now. I had lost some weight, but it was more due to exhaustion from my encounters with Jung Yiyeon than from the job itself.“I’m fine. Work is work, you know.”“That’s all?”He didn’t seem satisfied with that answer. His intense gaze demanded more explanation. Finally, I sighed and admitted the truth.“Well, I have something like a lover, and they’re a bit draining.”“…Damn it, this kid.”His fist hovered threateningly near my face, and I flinched involuntarily. Not that I was scared, of course. It was just because he was my brother.“Then why ask?”He was the one who asked, yet he got mad at my answer. Conversations with my brother always ended with me feeling unfairly treated.“Ha. Well, you’re at that age to think about marriage.”“You should get married first, then I’ll follow.”My brother was thirty-one, yet I had never seen him with a girlfriend. I had never even heard of him having one.It wasn’t just women. I only vaguely knew he was involved in organized crime and owned several businesses, but I had no clear idea of what he did. I had seen one of his subordinates once or twice, but that was it.He never shared details about his life with me, and I didn’t pry. Since childhood, he had never shown his true feelings to anyone.“Go on and get ready for work. Use hot water.”He left the bathroom, nagging about me being cold. But shouldn’t he treat his own hand first? He had hit the door so hard his knuckles were bleeding. I wondered if he even realized he was hurt.He might wake up later, see his injured hand, and wonder why it was like that, then remember this morning and take it out on me again. I should avoid him for a while. My neck still ached where he had choked me.Despite the little incident, it was time to get ready for work. As I washed up with hot water, I realized I had been standing under cold water until the alarm rang.Even under the cold water, I hadn’t felt cold or noticed the time passing. That theory about jealousy wouldn’t leave my head.If it wasn’t jealousy, what else could it be?It wasn’t a question I could answer. And Jung Yiyeon wouldn’t answer it either. I couldn’t even ask him if he was jealous.In the end, I kept thinking and thinking, constantly telling myself that it might just be my imagination. But the only answer I could come up with was jealousy.After standing under the hot water for a while longer, trying to break the chain of my delusions, I finally finished the long shower and left the bathroom, heading to my room. Although I called it my room, it was actually the living room. Our house had two rooms, but the smaller room was too tiny, so my brother occupied the larger room while I put a bed in the living room and used it as my own space. The smaller room served as a shared dressing room.