TWB CH 10

Chapter 10

Seol-ah stared quietly at herself.

Compared to her older sister’s glamorous features that immediately caught people’s attention at first sight, Seol-ah’s appearance was quite plain.

Compared to her sophisticated and elegant sister-in-law, her presence was barely noticeable.

She knew it very well.

Moon-hyuk did not love her.

Even so, thankfully, it seemed that he liked her body quite a lot.

He was a man who never showed the slightest flaw, but whenever he held her, his face, normally as cold as a statue, would become distorted with pleasure, and his normally cool eyes would grow hot and bloodshot.

“Grrr…”

A rough, animal-like moan.

“Ha… fuck!”

A heated curse, crushed between heavy breaths.

“Ah…”

Seol-ah’s eyelids trembled and slowly closed.

Does he know?

Does he know that even those occasional curses he let out were something I liked?

She knew perfectly well that it was nothing more or less than an act of releasing his desire, his physical urges.

And yet, she liked it.

Because when his eyes became clouded with heat, if only for those moments, it felt as though he loved her.

As though he wanted her.

She liked that feeling so much.

More than anything, as long as she could satisfy him, it felt as though she had been given permission to remain here.

It was nothing more than perfect self-deception.

Whoosh…

The sound of water coming from beyond the door kept pulling Seol-ah’s attention toward it.

She bit her lip, then slowly opened her eyes.

And then…

She opened the shower-room door.

The shower room was spacious and lined with marble.

Through the falling water, she saw Moon-hyuk standing with his eyes closed, pushing his soaked hair back from his forehead.

Perhaps that was why.

His ruthlessly sculpted profile immediately drew her gaze.

Water flowed freely down Moon-hyuk’s body.

Over his broad, powerful shoulders, his firm chest, his clearly defined abs, and down along the seductive line of his hips.

It continued lower and lower.

Seol-ah swallowed hard.

A hot sensation tightened painfully in her lower abdomen.

How long has it been since Mom was buried?

She shuddered at her own inappropriate reaction and tried to look away.

But she couldn’t.

It was as though her eyes were stuck to him with glue.

Her lips became painfully dry.

She even stuck out her tongue and moistened them.

That was when Moon-hyuk slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze immediately settled directly on Seol-ah.

Whoosh…

In the shower room, where the only loud sound was the rushing water, their eyes met.

Moon-hyuk’s eyebrow lifted slightly.

Seol-ah hurriedly tried to look away, but Moon-hyuk had no intention of letting her.

Instead, his eyes shone intensely as he deliberately captured her slightly trembling gaze.

His eyes, or rather, the look in them, arrogantly asked:

What are you doing here?

Ah…

Perhaps because she had been caught staring at him, Seol-ah’s face became burning hot.

She wanted to turn into dust and disappear.

But Moon-hyuk had already caught her, and time could not be turned back.

Her mind went completely blank.

She couldn’t even think of a convincing excuse.

She felt so foolish.

Yet she couldn’t bring herself to say, Hold me.

After all, Moon-hyuk was always the one who asked for sex.

Surely he knew what she was thinking.

But Moon-hyuk simply stared at her with almost cruel intensity.

As if he wanted Seol-ah to beg him herself.

Should I leave?

She gently bit the soft inside of her lip.

She knew that even if she walked away now, he wouldn’t bother stopping her.

But…

Now that even her mother had left her…

She wanted to feel, even in this way, that her existence mattered to him.

She was that desperate.

That lonely.

Even if it lasted only for a fleeting moment, like a bubble disappearing, even if it was nothing more than an illusion…

She wanted to be loved by him.

With trembling hands, Seol-ah grabbed the ribbon of her satin robe.

Slide.

The ribbon loosened.

The robe softly brushed over her body as it slipped to the floor.

Cool air settled over her bare skin.

Her skin prickled, and her breasts became firm, the sensitive tips standing erect.

There was no way Moon-hyuk could fail to notice the change.

Seol-ah’s dress was simply too thin and too smooth.

Whoosh…

Water continued to pour down.

Yet somehow, the sound of the water disappeared.

It felt as though not only the water, but every sound in the world, had been muted.

A crack appeared in Moon-hyuk’s previously expressionless, cold face.

His gaze became frighteningly intense.

His breathing grew rougher.

The atmosphere became dangerously tense, as if one wrong movement could make everything explode.

Perhaps that was why it felt as though she were walking barefoot across ice that was slowly melting from intense heat.

The air grew hotter.

Like a steam room.

Seol-ah tried to suppress her increasingly heavy breathing, but her chest rose and fell beneath the delicate floral lace.

The sensitive tips became even more pronounced.

You could come closer now.

You could.

But Moon-hyuk merely tilted his head slightly.

Not enough.

If you’re going to do this, do it properly.

His eyes commanded her arrogantly.

Seol-ah bit her lip again.

Her slender fingers curled tightly inward.

Good girl.

The girl who tried to stay unnoticed.

The girl who never caused trouble.

The girl who obediently did whatever she was told.

Yeo Seol-ah.

For someone like her, going this far was not easy.

Especially when it came to sex.

Seol-ah hesitated.

Then she made up her mind.

Her tightly curled fingers slowly opened and rose.

The two floral-lace shoulder straps slid downward.

Lower.

And lower.

Then the dress slipped completely from her body.

Her full breasts, which even Se-eun had secretly envied and resented, her slim waist, her alluringly curved hips, and her long, slender legs were revealed.

Her face looked innocent.

Her body was anything but innocent.

“……”

Moon-hyuk’s eyes became frighteningly dark.

Yet he said nothing.

He made no gesture.

He simply stared at Seol-ah.

His gaze looked as though he might pounce on her at any moment.

Seol-ah’s skin prickled.

Her heart pounded wildly.

A shiver raced down her pale back.

A hot sensation gathered in her lower abdomen, and Seol-ah finally moved her lips.

“Hold… me.”

Her whisper was hoarse and trembling.

“……”

Even after she forced those words out, Moon-hyuk did not answer.

So Seol-ah added,

“I don’t want to think about anything.”

“……”

But Moon-hyuk still didn’t move a finger.

He simply stared deeply into her eyes.

Then—

Whoosh.

As though reality had suddenly demanded to be acknowledged, the sound of the water, which had somehow seemed muted, suddenly returned.

Seol-ah felt miserable.

She had come this far, yet this cold and heartless man only looked at her.

And still, she wanted him.

Desperately.

How foolish am I?

If only these feelings for him could disappear too, like flowing water or melting snow…

Seol-ah lowered her eyes in despair.

Her long eyelashes drooped sadly.

Her lips were tightly pressed together.

Her small chin trembled ever so slightly.

Moon-hyuk noticed every single thing.

Yeo Seol-ah.

Yeo Seol-ah.

Moon-hyuk repeated her name silently, almost as though grinding it between his teeth.

A woman who knew exactly how to stir a man’s heart with that innocent face.

A wife who was like air during ordinary times, yet fit him so perfectly in bed that she could make him curse.

Suddenly, Moon-hyuk remembered the way Tae-woo had looked at Seol-ah.

That gaze filled with pity and sympathy, and perhaps something more, as he looked at Moon-hyuk’s wife.

The area beneath Moon-hyuk’s eyes twitched, narrowing slightly.

The corner of his mouth twisted strangely.

And yet, even now, his own body was still reacting intensely to her.

What an irony.

This woman doesn’t even realize it.

Is she really that innocent? Or is she simply so overwhelmed by her own feelings that she can’t see anything else?

But the crooked smile disappeared in an instant.

Moon-hyuk quietly looked down at Seol-ah.

He knew.

He knew all too well.

Unless he were an idiot, how could he not know that his wife loved him?

Her clear eyes.

The face that couldn’t even tell a small lie.

The blush that appeared whenever she looked at him.

Her trembling hands.

She told him with her entire body.

But…

Moon-hyuk’s gaze slowly lifted.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

He had no interest in troublesome emotional games.

Ah…

Just as every sensation becomes more sensitive when you’re with the person you love, Seol-ah instinctively sensed what was in Moon-hyuk’s heart.

She desperately suppressed the urge to run away and held herself together.

But now, she had reached her limit.

She was painfully embarrassed by her naked body.

It was humiliating and ridiculous to start gathering her clothes now, but the dress pooled around her feet like a puddle.

It was her mother’s gift.

“I’m sorry. I’ll go.”

Seol-ah barely managed to move her lips as she slowly bent down.

Then—

“Who said you could?”

Moon-hyuk suddenly grabbed Seol-ah by the back of her neck.

He pulled her toward him.

Then he kissed her soft lips and pushed his tongue into her mouth without hesitation.