Everything was quiet again. The muffled street noise barely seeped from outside of the car, Na Ra's silent crying was lost in Min Hyun's heavy panting as he tried to compose himself again. No matter how hard he tried, it was still hard to regain self-control; his heartbeat was ringing in his ears, it was so loud, he felt his head might explode at any moment. When he was finally able to focus his eyes, Min Hyun looked down at Na Ra's messed-up state, let out a loud sigh, squeezed her face with his hand even harder, inflicting even more pain on her, and whispered, like a venomous snake,
"If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you and those whom you told about this. Nod if you understand."
The woman nodded quickly, shedding more tears from her terrified eyes. The guy pulled his pants back up, let go of her face, then climbed back to the front seat, and continued,
"Stay quiet. And I advise you to stay away from anyone from my department when you are at the office. Now get the fuck out."
Na Ra barely managed to open the door of the car with her insanely trembling hands and got out of there as if she was chased by predators. Min Hyun looked at the hand that was pressed on her face not long ago, frowned his face in disgust, and wiped it with wet towelettes he took out from the glove compartment. He then took his phone, and when a few ringing sounds were met with a chipper "Hyung?" on the other line, he exhaled loudly, and said,
"Follow her to her place and make sure she keeps her mouth shut. Show her the pictures of her parents for a greater effect."
Min Hyun dropped his phone on the floor of the car, leaned back in the seat, and groaned.
"Fucking hell. I should have just killed her."
***
The YL Hotel was the second most luxurious hotel in Seoul for a reason - its outstanding, although the rather old-fashioned interior was almost screaming "money" which made Se Ah uncomfortable whenever she tried to look around. She was not a stranger to first-class things, after all, thanks to her friendship with Kang Da Hye, visiting expensive and luxurious places was a part of their routine, especially since Da Hye was the one who was paying, but this time was different - she came there with someone else, which meant that she had to pay as well. Even if not with money.
"Room 1001 is available. Would you like to order room service?"
A friendly concierge wearing a tight black dress with a perfectly white collar smiled as she handed the shiny plastic room key to Sang Hyuk. The guy nodded and smiled back.
"Sure, some champagne would be nice, what do you think, Se Ah?"
Miss Yoon flinched at the sound of her name, then looked at the man with a somewhat perplexed expression, mostly because she did not pay attention to his words, and having noticed both his and concierge's waiting expressions, simply nodded with a subtle, polite smile.
"Alright, let's go then."
Sang Hyuk placed his hand on Se Ah's lower back, pulled her closer to him, and started walking towards the elevators. He did not look drunk at all and Miss Yoon found it disappointing, after all, if he were almost obliviously drunk, it would be easier for her to enjoy it more. She looked at his smiling face and could not help but wonder what exactly she was trying to achieve by coming to the hotel with a guy like him.
The guy opened the door to their room and noticed that champagne was already there. He skillfully opened the bottle, poured the sparkling liquid into two tall glasses, and offered one to Se Ah.
"Here, women like expensive champagne, right?"
She looked down at the glass in her hand - tiny bubbles that were rushing towards the top as if they were desperately trying to escape the glass were popping and jumping up like little golden fireworks. Champagne was just like regular sex to her - it was a means of obtaining quick pleasure but its effects wore off way too quickly, leaving nothing but a splitting headache and a disgusting feeling of regret.
She downed the glass at once, put it on the bedstand, and walked up to the tall window in the middle of the room. The view was mesmerizing - colorful street lights reflected on the trees and rose bushes down in the hotel park, a distant glimmering of the Han River, and the night sky that looked like a black sequin blanket. It was beautiful. But she could not enjoy it.
Sang Hyuk hugged her from behind and placed his surprisingly cold lips on her neck. He started slowly and gently: he left a few kisses on the side of her neck, then moved down to her shoulder, still holding her waist. The wet marks he was leaving on her skin made her flinch each time, it was far from pleasant. He then moved his hands up and slid the straps of her satin dress down, which made it fall on the floor, leaving Se Ah with nothing but black lace lingerie. The man turned her around and took a good look at her body, his shiny eyes were devouring her like tiny hungry beasts. Miss Yoon put her hand inside his pants and started rubbing his privates, swallowing his lips with unexpected force.
Sang Hyuk took off his shirt and loosened his pants, allowing more room for Se Ah's movements to which the woman responded with a strong nudge on his chest that knocked him off his feet, making him fall on the bed behind him. Although he appreciated her enthusiasm, he did not like to lose control, thus, he grabbed her by the arms, swiftly turned her over, and Se Ah now found herself face down on the bed with her butt up like a female beast prepared to mate.
'So he likes to enter a woman from behind, huh? I don't think I can allow it.'
The man had already taken off her panties, prepared to enter her, but Miss Yoon turned over again, grabbed him by the back of his neck, and pulled him down so close, the clash of their bare skin made a loud slapping sound. Sang Hyuk grinned and whispered,
"Se Ah, I don't think you understand what's going on here. You have to be obedient, otherwise, I will have to punish you."