Sun-Hwa came back to her house, gritting her teeth anxiously once before stepping onto the staircase to go to her room.
After bathing, she dressed up in the office formal tight white shirt that disclosed her small waist followed by her big breasts and wore a half-thigh-length black skirt that also left unprotected her shiny, milky-coloured, sexy legs.
Even so, with her well-shaped body and neat dressing sense reflected in the mirror, her countenance still argues with resentment. Once she gushed out a deep sigh, her enfeebled face was strenuously replaced with faith.
"Let's make a peaceful life, Sun-Hwa." She asserted herself, tightening hope into a fist.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Sun-Hwa was standing in front of the GFT Architecture company, getting a tight grip on her everybody straps that lay across her upper body. "Let's go for it," she murmured underneath her breath.
She then pushed the revolving door as she stepped further.
Inside the interview room, there was only one middle-aged man who welcomed her. "Hi, Mr. Sun-Hwa."
She offered a polite, respectful smile before placing her buttocks on the chair.
"You have already been chosen as an intern. You can start your work tomorrow." He informed her, and she seemed flummoxed.
"But... I-I- didn't even attend-"
"Your popular names weren't enough for us to estimate your strength? We hope you will make this company more successful by earning promotions quickly." He praised her to the skies and left her cheek to blush in self-restraint.
"Thank you," she said, offering a grateful smile once before leaving the room.
At night. In Dae-Hyeon's bed, he was alone and trying to Sun-Hwa's phone repeatedly as Sunnae stared, side-eying his phone display while writing something in her notebook.
"She made it clear that she doesn't love you. Why do you keep calling her? See, she intently avoids you." Sunnae miserably dictated as she moved towards him.
Promptly, Dae-Hyeon crinkled his brows and glared at Sunnae. She paused before stepping further. With a stuttering, frightened voice, she declared, "If not, she must have attended to it by now."
"Sunnae, please inform Grandpa to cancel the wedding before it is known to the public; otherwise, I will call it off in front of everyone." It was more like an appeal than a request. In addition, his lazy, doleful eyes endorsed his longing for Sun-Hwa.
As his gloomy gaze turned back to his phone, which displayed Sun-Hwa's name, the long, lonely night passed and dawn aroused in the wealthy city.
With an ecstatic smile and impression, she stepped inside the GFT company. In the place where she excitedly expected her first call to work to arrive, she earned the call to meet with the CEO.
CEO? On the first day? Not only that, the CEO's call outstripped her first work comment.
Angusily scratching her back hair, she followed the manager as her mind splashed with a thought.
Does the CEO also know about my popularity?
*.....*
"Yeah, maybe!" She was excited inside and comforted her doubt once before opening the CEO's office door.
What will be waiting for her inside? A stroke of luck as her euphoric smile foreseen?
"Welcome back, my love!" A devil-cold voice startled her, lifted her face, and immediately sowed fright. Just when she spotted the owner of that voice, Jang Su-Won darkly stared into her shivering Irish.
She quickly turned around to leave the room, but Su-Won ran fast, overtook her, and slid next to the door, blocking her when she almost grabbed the doorknobs.
Terrified Sun-Hwa swallowed her fear and broadened her shoulder to expose herself as unapprehensive in order to obscure her fear, which would make him take advantage of her.
"Here, fate brought you to me this time." With his fierce brows, he said.
Fate? No. He was the one who ordered every company in Seoul City to reject Sun-Hwa and voluntarily accepted her of his own volition.
"Your ex abandoned you. I'll spare you life; accept the offer." He frantically demanded it in front of the outraged Sun-Hwa.
"I can live by myself; you don't need to do that. And. I don't love you!" She plodded her words as she looked up at him because of the height difference. Her head barely reached his lower chest.
He stroked her neck in time, and his eyes raged with fire. "Do! Do love me; you have no other choice but to love me. Your ex-husband never loved you," he ruthlessly dictated. She earned tears as her whole courage smashed down like a high building.
"Leave me! I don't want a selfish. Leave me alone!" She growled, yet, kept her voice down, but it was too deep to hit his ear.
As her heart banged her memory back to how much she loved Dae-Hyeon and enfolded in the longing for Dae-Hyeon's child, her breast nipples started to produce milk, and the wetness spread around that area that snatched Su-Won's steady glare.
"Do you miss him that badly?" Suddenly, he switched his tone to warm. However, Sun-Hwa wasn't that stupid to fall for his caprice.
In a trice, his hand reached out to her collar button and unbuttoned it aggressively as she writhed her body, thrashing his hands, which had already unbuttoned up to her waist.
"Let me go!"
"Su-Wonna!!!!"
She screamed. It echoed inside the room but faintly reached outside.
He leaned over her as he pushed her on the sofa with a half-naked upper body. Still, her hands thrashing him, her legs kicking his knee, and her scream filled the office room.
At last, he unhooked her bra after much struggle and threw it away as she stayed stunned and pulled her hand across to cover her breast.
"I will make you forget his touch!" He scowled as her heart pumped loudly with up and down movements of her chest, tears rolling down her cheeks, and she was unable to let out her moan.
"No.." She mumbled, and quickly he drifted her hands away from her chest, exposing her big, fluffy breasts. In no time, his lips clutched hers empathetically and he sucked her nipples as her hands kept forcing him to shove his face away.
"Leave me..." with a cracking crying voice, she begged him, and her legs and hands languished as his body waggled up and down in passion, sucking her nipples by squeezing them hard with his hands and swallowing them.
"Ahhh!!!"
"Ahhh!!"
"Ahhh!!"
She was screaming out of control whenever his hand squashed hard her breast to cum out her milk a lot.
Still, her languishing hands were trying to shove his face away, and then her neck lost balance. She dropped her head on the sofa, gasped slothfully, and stopped thrashing, accepting her fate since she ensured that she couldn't escape from his grasp.
In the very next second, her phone vibrated.
Su-won looked up at her, and as their glances met, Sun-Hwa's hand quickly reached out to her skirt pocket to pull out her phone.
Before that, Su-Won pulled out, hung up the phone without even glimpsing the caller's name, threw it on the sofa directly above her head, and dragged her body closer to his, his lips brushing her neck as she disgustedly wrinkled her face, bent her neck backward.
Her hands are still trying to push his face away.
The next moment, the phone vibrated again. This time, it failed to grip Su-won, whose lips and tongue were fervidly sucking and drubbing all over her front shoulder, neck, and ears step by step passionately.
She moved her hand away from shoving him and tried to reach the phone. Unfortunately, her fingers tapped only on the sofa, while the phone was an inch away from her finger's reach.
As she kept thrusting the sofa, the phone jumped near her hand. She picked it up, and once her wavering Irish glimpsed the name 'Dae-Hyeon,' she slid the green caller icon and put it in the speaker.
Desperately, she gasped violently and screamed. "Su-Won! Leave me! I don't love you. Please stop sucking me!"
Dae-Hyeon agitatedly stood up from his seat, his eyes expanding as if panic-stricken, petrified, and gasping for air in anxiety before hanging up the phone.
He left his office room in a rush, dialling his manager.
"Where is my brother?" He shrieked. His loud seeth reverberated along the deserted hallway as his feet ran fast.
"He is in his old office."
Soon he received the answer, he ran downstairs hurriedly with a ruffled expression.