Chapter 207.1

Chapter 207.1

If she said the wrong thing here, it was over.

A chilling sense of crisis made her bite her lips. Feeling the oppressive weight on her thigh, hard as iron, she reluctantly opened his mouth.

“It wasn’t about fair trade, I was bluffing.”

Bluffing was a poker term for making a false bet against an opponent when one’s own hand was weak.

Colloquially, a threat or a lie.

To deal with Kia, who was threatening her with Lee Woo-shin’s real identity, she had no choice but to temporarily suppress him with something he would desperately want.

“Kia knows that you used to work as a black agent for the NIS. He said he could leak that to the Kremlin at any time, so I vaguely placated him to buy some time.”

“How did you placate him?”

“Well, I intentionally left room for misunderstanding and was evasive. I never actually intended to follow through.”

“Agent Han Seoryeong, you’re beating around the bush.”

“Um…”

The suddenly tense atmosphere brought back the formal title of ‘Agent’. As Seoryeong continued to hesitate, the man, who was remarkably quick to read the mood, suddenly let out a short laugh and straightened his posture.

Splash!

Another wave of water sloshed over the edge of the tub. Seoryeong quietly pursed her lips and sank deeper into the bath. It had been a long time since she had felt this kind of scolding.

“You probably wouldn’t have, right?”

The shirt that had been covering her up to mid-thigh lifted, and cool fingers parted her sensitive folds. When his hands spread the plump mounds apart, she vividly felt the hot water reaching deep inside.

Startled, she hurriedly tried to close her legs, but the hands gripping her knees to spread them were stronger and faster.

“Our Seoryeong wouldn’t have made such a bad deal.”

Lee Woo-shin parted her curly pub*c hair and stroked her smooth skin. His touch, rubbing thickly and slowly from the edge of her vulva to her perineum, made her forehead grow hot in an instant.

“No matter how much you dislike me, you wouldn’t be that reckless!”

“Euh!”

A restrained, sharp scold touched her earlobe.

Lee Wooshin swept his fingers over the cl*toris at her peak, barely touching it, then pressed down firmly.

Ugh!

Seeing his masculine hand positioned between her groin, the corners of her eyes reddened even more.

He stroked the rice-grain-like bead back and forth.

In this atmosphere, what could she say, how could she!

Every time he moved his wrist, the prominent knuckles on the back of his hand stood out, and her plump vulva was pressed down tightly under his palm.

“Ah!”

A sound she tried to suppress tore through her throat and escaped. It felt as if all her peripheral nerves had gathered to that single peak he was rubbing.

Under his emotionally charged touch, her entire vulva grew sensitive and throbbed. He shook the thick folds and the peak left and right rapidly, heightening her arousal/

“What’s the point of only me guarding my chastity?”

“No, you must guard that until the end. But I, I just, euh! Only vaguely…”

“How?”

“Just with that kind of nuance!”

“You need to speak clearly. If you even leave room for misunderstanding with me, you’re in real trouble.”

He scraped the edge, his finger poised as if to plunge straight into the hole right then. He pried open the space between her wings and shook it vigorously, causing the water to splash naturally. Seoreong felt as if she was going crazy, her waist writhing. He pressed his finger tightly against the inside of her labia and rubbed as if igniting a fire.

“Ahh!”

Seoryeong twisted her clenched legs even tighter. As time passed, the bathtub became as turbulent as a stormy sea, and her neck fell back as if breaking.

Watching the tendons bulge on Lee Wooshin’s wrist, she simply squeezed her eyes shut.

“”Do you want to pant on top of me? Then bow your head and behave,” That’s what I told him.”

“Baby.”

A low, cold voice flowed out sweetly. For some reason, her spine stiffened rigidly.

“What are you doing with the bastard who hurt your husband’s eyes?”

“…!”

What did he just say? Seoreong’s eyes flew open, showing their whites. Who hurt whose eyes? Feeling frozen stiff, she turned her head to look at Lee Wooshin.

The words she barely caught felt like a knife stabbing the back of her head. When their eyes met, he grabbed her chin and bit down on her pale, blanched cheek.

“How did you get so brazen when I wasn’t looking?”

Her cheek was chewed relentlessly before being sucked in deeply again.

“As of today, consider that bastard dead.”

He declared coldly. To consider him dead most likely meant he intended to kill him. Lee Wooshin pushed his finger deep into the hole between her legs.

Because the swollen, stiff hole hadn’t yet subsided, Seoreong cried out “Ah!” and jerked her hips back. He used his long middle finger to sweep over the wounded spot, but even that alone caused a sharp, stinging pain. Simultaneously, it felt like her mind was snapping awake.

“Did… did Kia really hurt the instructor’s eyes?”