Chapter 231.1

Chapter 231.1

A sigh escaped her.

“Wait, mmm! S-Slowly!”

His lips swallowed her gasp faster than the door could click shut. He pushed his tongue inside without hesitation, caressing her bare skin. His hand slipped under her clothes without restraint, and their lower bodies pressed together incessantly.

Pinned against the wall with nowhere left to retreat, she could only release breaths that grew hotter and heavier. After hungrily sucking her lower lip, Lee Wooshin began to trail kisses down her neck.

Peck, peck. His hand, having boldly slipped under her bra, traced her ribs and then seized her bre*st.

“Hng…!”

A pleasant shiver ran through her at his warm body heat. A short moan slipped out, and in response, his thumb persistently pressed and rubbed her nipple.

Each time, the man groaned a sound of torment from deep in his throat and started to pull Seoryeong’s t-shirt off.

When she lifted her arms obediently, his impatient, rough hands pulled her bra down in one swift motion. Her fully exposed bre*sts jiggled and swayed as they tumbled free.

Lee Wooshin pulled her naked body into an embrace, burying his lips in the nape of her neck. “Seoryeong,” his low voice sounded strangely sensual. Even though they had been intimate more than once or twice, today’s Lee Wooshin felt different again.

“If you tempted another bastard with a body like this.”

“Mm!”

“That good-natured Kim Hyun… he probably wouldn’t have stayed still either.”

He sank his teeth into her skin, sucking hard.

“Your husbands… their eyes have really gone blind.”

Lee Wooshin scooped Seoryeong up and began walking toward the bed. At the same time, she coiled around his waist like a snake, pulling his shirt up from behind.

The muscles, well-defined from exercise, rippled thickly. The heat where their bodies touched wasn’t just warm; it felt like a molten furnace, boiling over.

Even though it was an intimate atmosphere with nothing left to disturb them or cause misunderstanding, for some reason, she swallowed dryly.

It was because the faces of her literal ‘husbands’ kept alternating before her eyes.

“I want to be as gentle as I can today.”

But it’s not easy, he muttered, clicking open the buckle of his pants. The two of them tumbled onto the bed, meeting each other’s eyes and releasing short breaths.

A soft laugh hung in the air, sweet like sugar.

However, the moment she faced the erection protruding from his boxers, Seoryeong’s vision swam. How did he hide that thing every time?

The sight, visible all the way to the back of the shaft, sticking up almost to his navel and twitching, was astonishing no matter how many times she saw it.

If life deceives you…

“Ugh!”

As she reached out and lightly traced the engraved letters, his eyes contorted. She gripped the throbbing object and stroked it as if feeling out each individual character.

She felt the thick, menacing veins standing out more than the actual words, but Seoryeong didn’t give up, pressing down here and there. She couldn’t understand what thought had driven him to engrave this on his s*x.

“What’s the next line of the verse?”

“Do not grieve or be angry…”

He exhaled a ragged breath, watching her ticklish fiddling with a peculiar look.

“Endure, endure, and the day of joy will come.”

His furrowed brows held a precarious patience, but his eyes also held a look that said he would indulge her antics for a little while.

However, tension rippled through his abs, sharp as if carved with a chisel. Lee Wooshin slowly licked his lower lip, as if his mouth had gone dry.

“Was the tattoo there from the beginning? Even when you were Kim Hyun?”

“No, I had it engraved when I left.”

“Why?”

When she stared intently, Wooshin closed his mouth with a look that suggested an explanation was difficult. As if somewhat flustered, he gazed fixedly down at her, then let his eyes settle on his firmly grasped erection.

Wooshin stroked the hand she had wrapped around him, then suddenly twitched his eyebrows. At the same time, a brief, clear realization flashed across his face.

“My owl… I didn’t want to forget.”

“Huh?”

“I think I carved it out of defiance. Vowing never to use my lower body again, swearing I’d never take on such a difficult mission again. But looking back now, I realize I was truly hiding my real feelings in that way.”

Wooshin pulled her into his embrace again and inhaled the scent of her skin. He pressed his lips to various spots on Seoryeong’s face.

“The truth is, I missed you too much.”

“….”

“Feelings of regret, longing, and guilt were all tangled up, making me just uncomfortable and weighed down. So I couldn’t even bring myself to examine them properly. I thought I was just throwing a tantrum, insisting that a mission involving marriage and mixing our lives would be the first and last. But that wasn’t it.”

His gaze, roaming over her rising and falling chest, felt hot.

“Only here… this is the only place your mark remains.”