The House of Three Chapter 11.3

“Ah! Hk, ah!”

Even though the sensation of his orgasm hadn’t faded and his hips were twitching, tap, tap, the fucking continued. He pressed down on Heeyoung’s thighs with his hands, busy thrusting his hips.

As he gradually increased the speed of his movements, fluids splattered everywhere. At the same time, the sound of flesh and buttocks slapping together fiercely also echoed, jeok, jjeo-eok.

Gyojin focused on thrusting, his back and thigh muscles tensed. The sweat beading on his handsomely tanned skin looked unnecessarily obscene.

“Are you really a recessive? At this rate, you seem more like a dominant. Huh? Heeyoung-ah.”

“Ah, heup, ahh…!”

“The dick, for fuck’s sake, it’s gripping me so tight, and won’t let go.”

The dick, slick with love juice from entering and exiting the hole so many times, relentlessly pounded the rear hole that had opened into a round cave.

Heeyoung felt like he was dying. It had been quite some time since the pain had subsided and only pleasure remained. His front was already leaking thin semen as if it were broken, and a constant stream of slickness flowed from his back.

The situation up top was the same. Saliva leaked from his mouth, which had been open the whole time, and moans that he couldn’t believe were coming from his own mouth filled the room.

At some point, his stamina depleted, Heeyoung went limp and was being fucked while staring blankly at Gyojin.

His face, flushed with arousal, was lewd. The sight of the veins standing out HyungHyungly below his chiseled abs was also excessively stimulating. Moreover, when he swept his sweat-drenched hair back as if annoyed, his penis, which had been overworked from cumming several times, would stand erect again.

When he openly gulped, Gyojin, who had read Heeyoung’s mind like a ghost, wore a sly smile.

“Look at this? Last time you said I wasn’t your type. Seems like I suit your tastes pretty damn well.”

“N-no, heup…!”

“Where did you get so turned on. My face? Or, my chest?”

“I didn’t, look, I, really, ha-euh….”

“Be honest. What did you like. This? The fact that I’m scratching your asshole like crazy? This? My dick?”

I just, looked because he was handsome. The moment he opened his mouth, the fantasy shattered into pieces.

Heeyoung pinched Gyojin’s forearm hard and chided him.

“Don’t use, words like that. Ah, ahk!”

“Ahh, so you liked the dick the most.”

“No, that’s not it, ah! It’s not…”

Then, interpreting it as he pleased, Gyojin pervertedly squeezed Heeyoung’s buttocks and thrusted his hips harder.

As he relentlessly poked the spot that responded, Heeyoung, who had been shaking his head and moaning, rolled his eyes back as if he was about to go again.

Gyojin lifted Heeyoung’s body in a flash and changed their position. He knelt down and slammed the thin body onto his disgustingly erect penis, making the pale thighs tremble.

“Ahh! Hk, ha-ahh….”

As soon as the dick, as thick as a newborn’s forearm, was buried deep inside his stomach, Heeyoung could not seem to regain his senses and came. As he brought his legs together and squeezed his rear tightly, the inner walls that had been gripping the dick쫀득하게 convulsed minutely.

Gyojin sucked on Heeyoung’s nipples, which were beginning to swell, jjo-ok, and shot a thick, viscous load of semen.

Heok, you motherfucker….

The lewd curse whispered next to his ear made all the fine hairs on his body stand on end.

Heeyoung, who had entered a state of exhaustion, let his body slump against Gyojin’s shoulder and let out a faint breath.

“Hah, ha….”

Is it all over now?

He slowly turned his head to watch Gyojin. He was about to say that he was tired, that he wanted a drink of water, but the penis buried inside him grew hard, refusing to tire.

It seemed this was not the end. Heeyoung, his energy completely spent, entrusted himself to Gyojin, who was resuming the act as if it were just the beginning.

“Ahk, heu, ahh!”

He had no idea how many hours he had been impaled on the dick.

Lying listlessly on the bed, Heeyoung was barely taking Gyojin. His body, which had been so white when he stripped, was now red and blotchy all over, and his penis, which had been shooting out clear fluid, was now limp.

It was disgusting. Gyojin’s stamina was monstrous. It took him a long time to cum once, and even after coming, his erect dick would not go down, so only he suffered.

Cheol-sseok, cheol-sseok. The penis, thoroughly soaked in love juice, roughly entered and exited the rear hole that had a path worn into it from countless thrusts.

A face that looks like it’s about to cum….

He, who was holding Heeyoung’s pelvis and speeding up his thrusts, suddenly wrinkled his nose.

And finally, around the time he gritted his teeth so hard his jaw bulged, Gyojin pulled his dick back and then rammed it to the root, hugging Heeyoung’s body as if to break it as he came.

“Ha-euh, hk….”

Even though he was so drained of energy that he did not even have the strength to lift a finger, Heeyoung was intoxicated with pleasure. He cried a fountain of tears as he came to a dry orgasm, then soon hugged Gyojin’s body back.

The fast thumping of their hearts, kung, kung, was clearly transmitted through their hot, pressed-together skin.

Being held like this, it truly felt like they had become one. Their sweat-drenched bodies stuck together clingily, but he did not feel any sense of displeasure at all.

As the heat that had made his body boil subsided, all that remained was a cozy sense of security. Heeyoung, who was quietly catching his breath, smiled a silent, sshiit, smile.

Just by rolling his eyes a little, he could see Gyojin’s face in one glance. The present moment, being so close and meeting his gaze, felt like a dream. A very pleasant dream….

The two of them exchanged affectionate gazes without a word. They picked out each other’s features one by one, and even traced the beads of sweat flowing down their chins as if they were lovely.

It was a conversation held only with their eyes, without any grand words exchanged. Because the goal was to race to let the other know how much they loved them.

At the end of a long eye contact, the one who spoke first was Gyojin.

“Look at how your eyes are all raw.”

He, who had calmed his excitement at some point, swept his thumb over Heeyoung’s eye area. The rough fingertip grazed the raw, red skin, and it stung. One eye reflexively squeezed shut, jing-geut, but Heeyoung soon grinned.

“It’s okay. Boss-nim can put medicine on it later….”

“Did you know that these things get better if you lick them with your tongue?”

“Heu-heup, don’t…!”

“You’re laughing while telling me not to.”

Instead of the sounds of flesh slapping and rough breaths, mischievous laughter filled the room. Heeyoung, lying weakly, playfully pushed away Gyojin who was clinging to him. When he pushed his face with both hands, he, who threw his head back as if he were being knocked away, came back as if nothing had happened and puckered his lips.

Jjok. Instead of licking his eye area with his tongue, Gyojin kissed it and pulled away, chuckling like an old man, keuk-keuk. Heeyoung, who was blinking blankly, also laughed along. It was not even that funny, but they exchanged glances and giggled for a moment.

He, who caught his breath with his chest heaving slowly, paused as if he had something to say. A moment later, a calm and languid voice, uncharacteristic of Gyojin, flowed from his lips.

“Lee Heeyoung, from now on, don’t endure pathetically by yourself and tell me everything.”

“…”

“If you don’t know how to cherish yourself, just find me. Don’t have any useless thoughts. Come and cling to me like you are now. Then I’ll take care of you.”

“…”

“Do as I say. You’re allowed to do that. Regardless of the reason, you need to act like a baby and throw some tantrums. You saw how Cha Cheonghyun does it.”

He, who had only spouted dirty talk while they were having sex, calmly laid out these unexpected words.

I just managed to stop crying earlier. He makes a person cry like this again.

As Heeyoung, with his mouth shut tight like a mute, looked up with moist eyes, he stroked his cheek and continued.

“Just by taking me, the world becomes yours. I can relieve you of all those fucking worries on your back. Huh?”

“…”

“So be a little greedy. I’m giving you everything. Think of it as yours and take it in this hand. Grip it tight and don’t let go.”

Gyojin, who finished his words with conviction, kissed him as if to press for an answer. Cho-eup, he lightly sucked on the plumply swollen lips and looked straight at Heeyoung.

It was a confession he had heard to the point of being sick of it, but it was always full of words that brought a new kind of emotion, and Heeyoung could feel his heart being shaken to its roots.

At this very moment, it felt as if only he and Gyojin stood at the center of the world.

Each time he closed and opened his eyes, he saw Gyojin’s pitch-black pupils. A round circle that felt like it would pull him in if he stared at it. He was the only one trapped in that small, deep universe.

That was so incredibly reassuring. To put it childishly, it felt like he had someone on his side, and his heart felt full.

Heeyoung cautiously reached out his hand and, just as Gyojin had done to him, awkwardly stroked his cheek.

“Do you really like me? I, I haven’t done anything for you, Boss-nim, so why…?”

When he asked, revealing only pure curiosity, he asked a question in return.

“If you put it that way, I don’t think I’ve done much for you either. Why do you like me.”

It was funny how he spoke so brazenly and confidently, as if he was already certain of his feelings.

Heeyoung let out a laugh of disbelief, pshil, along with his tears.

He hasn’t done anything. When he’s already been in a relationship with me where he’s at a loss.

Just now, too, he said he would make the whole world mine.

It was truly a mystery how Gyojin had come to like him, but he had certainly realized one reason why he could not help but like Gyojin.

A person who is good to me without expecting anything in return. A person who treats me preciously. A person who does not make me feel lonely.

…A person who helped me realize many things.

It was all Gyojin.

It was a fact he had already foreseen, but Heeyoung finally admitted it.

I, I’ve really come to like Boss-nim a lot.

Once he properly acknowledged it, his heated heart boiled over uncontrollably.

Heeyoung suddenly rushed into Gyojin’s arms and hugged him, pushing his tongue into his mouth. For a while, they continued a sultry kiss, tilting their heads this way and that, then pulled their lips apart.

“…I like you.”

He mumbled a shy confession. It was a clean and true heart that he had never given to anyone.

I like you.

I like you. I like you….

Moved by the lovely echo, Gyojin suddenly thrusted his hips up. As if he was dying of happiness, the area under his eyes reddened, and he buried his face in Heeyoung’s nape.

“You fucker, heu-eut, I love you. Lee Heeyoung. I fucking love you.”

A breath, heated with affection, settled on his tender skin. The hardened flesh began to stir inside the hole filled with semen.

That is not how you confess your love so vulgarly…. There was a mountain of things to teach him.

Idiot….

Heeyoung, who mumbled with a grin, completely drained the remaining strength from his body. Now he did not even have the energy to laugh.

When he gently closed his eyes, it was complete darkness.

It was a night where nightmares were no longer scary.

🌿

When he opened the door to the bathroom attached to the bedroom, steam billowed out.

Gyojin, who had spent thirty minutes washing Heeyoung well, carefully placed the body in his arms onto the bed. It was a relief that he had changed the bedsheets to clean ones beforehand.

Although his lack of dexterity meant the sheets were wrinkled and crumpled, he had somehow managed to spread the spot where Heeyoung would lie flat and had even covered him with a fluffy new blanket.

Having proudly completed his task, he watched the soundly sleeping Heeyoung in his bed for a long time. It felt strange to see that small thing under the covers in the bed where he always slept alone.

He immediately took out his phone, turned on the camera, and captured Heeyoung’s image. Chak-kak, chak-kak, with each click of the shutter, the angle tilted this way and that.

As he zoomed in and looked at the pictures he had taken, he grinned from ear to ear.

Like this, he really looks like my wife. It’s hot….

To think that Heeyoung was lying under that blanket without a single thread on. It felt like his lower body, which he had just managed to subdue, was standing erect again.

Since he found himself to be quite tenacious, Gyojin stopped watching Heeyoung and headed for the bathroom.

When he yanked the faucet handle, which was turned to the right, all the way to the left, cold water poured down like a waterfall.

Eoh, for fuck’s sake. As he stood under the water, he felt his heated head cool down. After quickly finishing his shower, he exited the bathroom, vigorously drying his wet hair with a towel.

While he had left Heeyoung naked, he himself went into the dressing room, found underwear, and even put on a short-sleeved t-shirt and sweatpants. He could not bring himself to use a hair dryer, so it was when he returned to the room with his hair still wet.

Woong. Woong.

A loud vibration sound started to ring from somewhere in the quiet room.

Following the sound, he saw Heeyoung’s pants lying on the floor. Looking closely, the pocket of the pants was bulging. A cell phone was ringing inside it.

“It’s so late, what kind of bastard is calling. So rude.”

Gyojin did not hesitate and picked up the cell phone. An unsaved eleven-digit number was flashing on the screen.

Who is this. It was not that he did not know he should not just answer someone else’s phone, but Gyojin ignored even that basic concept and touched the green button.

As soon as he brought the phone to his ear, a loud shout flew at him out of nowhere.

—Hey you son of a bitch! Did you see the text I sent or not?! I told you to get your father and that dead lump of flesh’s corpse out of my land right now, how many times do I have to say it?!

It was a bewildering development, but Gyojin did not panic and took the phone away from his ear. He furrowed his brow and stared at the unfamiliar number for a moment.

“Who the fuck are you to tell me to pull out a corpse without any fucking manners.”

He cut off the other person, who was shouting something, and gave a cynical reply.

Judging by the way the call came, it seemed the conversation would be long. He tossed the towel in his hand onto the floor, thud, and before pushing the other person further, he glanced towards the bed. His voice had been a bit loud, but Heeyoung, who was exhausted and asleep, was lost in dreamland, unaware that someone was talking.

Worried that he might disturb Heeyoung’s deep sleep, Gyojin slowly walked over to the terrace attached to the bedroom.

The man, who had been at a loss for words, flustered by the extremely threatening tone, finally threw out a blunt question around the time Gyojin closed the glass door of the terrace.

—Who are you to be answering his phone?

Gyojin spat out a clear answer before even a second had passed.

“His husband.”

He spoke nonchalantly and naturally reached for the cigarette pack on the table, then paused. The mouth he had opened to put a cigarette in also closed on its own.

I have to take care of my body if I want to have a second child.

He would be getting married to Lee Heeyoung soon, and they would be going on their honeymoon. He had no idea when or where a baby might be conceived, so he planned to quit smoking starting now.

Gyojin crushed the full cigarette pack without delay and threw it into the trash can in the corner.

While he maintained his composure, lost in his own various imaginings, the man on the other end of the phone was making a scene, making it obvious he was dumbfounded. The sound of his forced laughter, huh, ha, was nothing short of pathetic.

—Huhh, husband? Yeah, well said. I’m his younger uncle. Do you even know what kind of thoughtless thing that Lee Heeyoung brat did?

If he’s a younger uncle, he must be old as dirt. To think he can’t control his own temper and is huffing and puffing at his young nephew.

Euhyu, for fuck’s sake. Lee Heeyoung’s life, really. From his family to his relatives, there’s not a single normal person. That’s why the kid lived treasuring only his younger brother.

As he was once again reminded of Heeyoung’s unfortunate family environment, irritation welled up. Gyojin clicked his tongue, tsk, and casually spat out a sentence that could not be considered proper speech towards an adult.

“How would I know that. It seems you’re the one with less sense, talking down to your nephew-in-law. If you have something to say, for fuck’s sake, don’t drag it out and just get to the point.”

At that, the man, who had been asking back ‘what? what?!’ as if he was dumbfounded, began to shout at the top of his lungs.

—That bastard Lee Heeyoung! He dared to bring his dirty bloodline and bury them on my land! Do you think this makes any sense?!

Ah, so this was it. The reason Lee Heeyoung had been out of it for days.

He had unintentionally found out about Heeyoung’s situation. Listening carefully, it seemed to be a story related to the graves of Heeyoung’s father and younger brother.

More than that, the way the bastard uncle spoke had been dirty from the beginning and was getting on his nerves. Dirty bloodline, dead lump of flesh’s corpse. Judging by the level of disrespect for the dead, he seemed like an even bigger piece of trash than him.

He must have been calling Lee Heeyoung for days and spouting this kind of nonsense. It was a clear picture even without seeing it.

Gyojin recalled the time Heeyoung had cried his eyes out while confiding in him about his younger brother.

It must be heartbreaking just to think of his brother who died in an accident, and yet he must have been bitching at him every day to take out his brother’s corpse… how could Lee Heeyoung not lose his mind.

My goodness, for fuck’s sake, the younger uncle has no compassion.

“So what, what do you want me to do.”

—R-right now, either move the grave! Or turn them into ashes and scatter them in the sea! Just get them out of my land!

It was a tiring and annoying matter. Yeah, telling him to take out the corpse that had been so carefully buried. He did not know how it would be for Heeyoung, but to him, it felt like a trivial matter.

Gyojin, too lazy to deal with the man any longer, casually scratched the area around his eyebrow and asked.

“How much is that land. What kind of amazing land is it that you’re calling my wife and yelling at him.”

When he cut to the chase and asked for the land price, a scoff came back. It seemed this conversation felt like a joke to him.

—You arrogant little brat. So what if I tell you how much. Are you going to buy it or something? You brat, you little punk who hasn’t even dried behind the ears. Only say what you can take responsibility for, don’t be cocky just because your wife is in front of you!

He should have just answered the question, but he had a knack for subtly getting on people’s nerves. Gyojin wanted to solve this problem, which was not even a problem, as soon as possible.

Lee Heeyoung, whose skin had become soft and smooth after being washed, was lying over there, and wasn’t this fucking phone call dragging on unnecessarily?

He slowly traced the vein that had popped up on his forehead and opened his mouth again.

“Hey, you son of a bitch.”

—Wh-what…!

“Would I ask for the price of land I’m not going to buy? Mister, I don’t know how fucking small the land is. But I’ll pay you five times the price, so sell it to me and shut your mouth. Yes? Let’s not harass someone else’s spouse over something that’s not even worth a damn.”

—Hah, look at this brat. What? Fucking small? Five times? You must not know anything because you’re young, do you think this is a normal matter?! He illegally dumped a corpse on someone else’s land!

“So, for fuck’s sake, if I make someone else’s land my land, doesn’t that solve the problem. Is your head not working because you’re old? Huh?”

—….

“It’s land that has no value even if you hold onto it, and yet I’m offering to buy it at a jacked-up price. I’m giving you a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so take it when you have the chance.”

In all my life, this was the first time I had ever met a stupid bastard who could not understand even when I offered to buy trash at an inflated price.

The man, who had been fuming for a while, finally faltered after Gyojin hammered the kind explanation into his ears. Keum, heum, he let out a couple of dry coughs, seemingly embarrassed himself, and expressed his doubt.

—Wh-what, you’re really going to pay five times the price?

“Mister, the moment you run your mouth any more, I’m cutting the price, okay?”

—….

“Let’s proceed with the detailed discussion with me, not Lee Heeyoung. Let’s just jot down the phone number. Zero-one-zero—”

As he began to recite the eleven-digit number, the sound of a pencil scribbling came from the other side. When he warned that he would cut the price, the man, who had gone as quiet as a dead mouse, no longer shouted or questioned his words. He was a bastard whose insides were clearly visible.

To become so servile over a few pennies. It was infuriating to see a man born with a dick act so petty. He thought it was quite something for a bastard who probably had a wife and even a child to be acting like this.

I’ll never live like those bastards.

Just as he made that vow, the sound of scribbling stopped.

Gyojin ended the call without any lingering attachment.

“The day you call this number again and throw a fit, think of it as a grave for you being made next to Lee Heeyoung’s dad’s. Let’s be sensible, shall we?”

Since it was a clear threat, there was no need to hear a response.

As soon as the call end screen appeared, he pressed the back button to display the home screen.

They say you’re not supposed to check your partner’s phone. His conscience pricked him a little, but he paid no mind and moved his fingers.

The first thing he did was delete the call log. After destroying the evidence, he immediately went to the message window and checked the texts that had arrived so far.

“I knew it would be like this.”

There were several texts piled up from the number that had just called. As he quickly scrolled up and grasped the content, it was quite a spectacle.

Of course, it included words insulting Lee Heeyoung’s younger brother, and besides that, there were more than one or two texts sent with only curses as if to vent anger.

As he scanned through the texts in the order they were sent, today’s date appeared. Around 3 p.m. was the time when the accident almost happened at the traffic light earlier.

Police. should i report. on someone elses land. a body buried.

take ur trash. get lost quickly. it stinks.

before i dont leave u alone either.

Lee Heeyoung was so gentle, how anxious must he have been after receiving these texts.

Even if it was nothing to him, it must have been a big problem for Heeyoung. Moving a grave is not a matter of one or two pennies. He must have felt burdened by having to spend a lot of money suddenly.

As Gyojin continued these thoughts, he suddenly had a realization, ah-cha.

He had been forgetting all this time, but Heeyoung was an employee belonging to Ignis. And what’s more, he was forcibly dragged there because of debt….

That meant that more than two-thirds of the salary Heeyoung received after working for a month went into Gyojin’s pocket.

Gyojin fell into a hollow shock and was speechless for a while.

I boasted that he should tell me if he had any difficulties, that I would solve everything for him.

“Ah, for fuck’s sake…. I was the biggest bastard?”

The kind Lee Heeyoung. The pushover Lee Heeyoung. The naive to a fault Lee Heeyoung. The fucking angelic Lee Heeyoung!

It would not have been enough for him to shout ‘Boss-nim, for fuck’s sake, you took my money so I don’t even have the funds to move the grave, you money-grubbing gangster bastard!’ and resent me… yet he just whimpered and whispered that he liked me.

In an instant, his chest felt tight. Gyojin, who was sitting slouched in a chair and shaking his leg, immediately took out his phone and called someone.

When he pressed the call button, the name ‘Manager’ saved on the black screen flashed. Perhaps because it was business hours now, the ringing went on for an unusually long time before it cut off.

—Oh? Boss-nim, hello. What’s the occasion for you to call…

Following that, the somewhat bewildered voice of the manager was heard.

After going under Chairman Baek, he rarely paid attention to Ignis’s affairs. Even though he had entrusted everything to the manager, he was so indifferent to the store’s situation that he usually did not even make a single phone call, so he seemed flustered by the sudden contact.

“Yeah, yeah, are you busy these days.”

Gyojin, unlike before, asked after his well-being in a benevolent tone. When he asked in a somewhat friendly voice, the manager, who had relaxed a little, laughed, haha.

—Ah, it’s hectic. A few of the waiters quit, so I can’t even leave my post easily these days.

“Yeah, I know you’re working hard, so keep working harder. Hey, more importantly, you have the ledger, right. The one with the kids’ debts.”

Of course, just because his tone became friendly did not mean his attitude softened as well. When business is good, it is only natural to be so busy you do not have time to breathe. He did not need to be considerate of such trivial situations.

Gyojin got straight to the point, and the manager asked back in surprise.

—Yes? The ledger?

“Yeah, bring that to my house.”

Gyojin, who had not shown any interest in the ledger for years, suddenly brought it up, so the manager could not help but be surprised.

Moreover, how urgent must it be for him to even order him to bring it to his house. The manager, who was consecutively startled, cautiously asked for the reason.

—What’s the sudden business with the ledger…

At that, a roar fell as soon as he finished speaking.

“Boss, for fuck’s sake, can’t I even look at the ledger? I have to get married too, you bastard.”

Only the manager, who got an earful, was in a pitiful state.

No, what on earth does the ledger have to do with getting married….

Unable to even express his sense of injustice, the quietly flabbergasted manager soon agreed without a word.

—Ah, yes. I’ll bring it to you within two days.

“Okay. Bring some white when you come.”

—White?

“Hey, my mouth hurts. For fuck’s sake, if you get the gist, hang up. I’m busy.”

—Ah, yes. Then, take care…

Take care. The call was cut off before the polite greeting was even finished.

Gyojin, who stood up from his seat, tossed his phone aside and headed for the bedroom.

As he opened the door and entered, he felt the lingering scent of pheromones still floating in the air.

The scent of a cozy spring breeze, and the refreshing scent of a bamboo forest.

They were separate scents, but Gyojin thought they could not possibly blend more perfectly and got on the bed.

As the large frame, weighing nearly 95kg, got on, the soft mattress swayed greatly. At the same time, Heeyoung’s body also rocked. Gyojin had to hold his breath, worried that the kid might wake up.

Fortunately, Heeyoung, after tossing once, turned to lie on his side. It was actually for the better.

He threw off his short-sleeved t-shirt and hugged Heeyoung’s body tightly so that their bare skin touched.

He watched the peacefully sleeping face in the darkness for a few minutes, then took a bite of the rice cake-like cheek that made his mouth water just by looking at it, filling his mouth. Keuk-keuk. He laughed.

Aigoo, Lee Heeyoung. In just a little while, all your worries and whatnot will disappear. Then you’ll smile back at me beautifully without any worries again.

A corner of his heart warmed at the thought of regaining a peaceful daily life with Heeyoung.

However, he had no intention of bragging about the fact that he had solved the grave moving problem. He would handle it quietly from behind the scenes, but he would wait for Heeyoung to tell him first.

It did not matter how much time it took. As long as he would confide in him, saying he had a hard time because of this.

Even if it would be faster and more convenient for him to inform him directly, he would endure.

Was it because he was greedy? Now that he had won his heart, he wanted to win Heeyoung’s trust.

Like that, step by step, if he followed the stages, one day they would be a family.