Wedding Ending Chapter 31

Secretary Song felt a strange dizziness as if someone had struck him on the crown of his head. Truly, the person he used to serve seemed to have vanished into thin air within past memories.

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Tossing and turning, Min Jaeyoon rubbed his face against the pillow touching his cheek. He tightly hugged the soft, squishy pillow held in his arms. His eyes snapped open. The surroundings were dark. Since it was winter, the sun tended to set early, too.

What was supposed to be lying down for just a little while turned out to be 7 o’clock. Rubbing his eyes, Min Jaeyoon left the room.

The house was quiet. Min Jaeyoon looked around. Are they still working? His steps headed toward the study. The study door was open a little bit. A handful of light leaked out from there.

Min Jaeyoon peeked inside the room cautiously. Where did they go? Secretary Song’s face was not in sight. He couldn’t find Kang Seunghyun, either. However, the study chair was turned around facing the window.

‘Did they finish all the work?’

Min Jaeyoon carefully pushed the door with his fingertips. Entering inside, he walked straight toward one spot. At the same time, he looked back and thoroughly checked if Kang Seunghyun was entering through the open door. Min Jaeyoon’s two hands moved busily toward the drawer.

It was at that moment. The chair moved obliquely, and Kang Seunghyun, who was leaning the back of his head and closing his eyes, wiggled his fingers draped over the armrest.

“Should I put a fish tank in here?”

“!”

Startled, Min Jaeyoon’s shoulders recoiled intensely.

Kang Seunghyun slowly lifted one eyelid. Looking at Min Jaeyoon’s pale face, he opened the other eye as well.

“If I release a few fish, you’d go in and play around swimming, wouldn’t you? While we’re at it, it’d be better to just tear down the resort and build an aquarium.”

“What are you talking about? Where is Secretary Song…? Did you finish all the work?”

Kang Seunghyun let the flustered Min Jaeyoon’s words stream right out through one ear.

“The past me, he really—had no sense at all. Not even knowing what my cat likes….”

Min Jaeyoon bent his upper body and tilted his head. For some reason, Kang Seunghyun’s complexion didn’t look good. Was work too hard for him with his sick body?

“Did you have a dream?”

“You’re the one who must have dreamed.”

Standing up from the chair, Kang Seunghyun reached out. He grabbed Min Jaeyoon’s arm and moved his steps.

“W-Wait, I need to clean that up….”

The desk was messy. Untouched coffee cups, glass cups, sandwiches, cookies, cake, a laptop, a fountain pen, and papers were jumbled together.

Min Jaeyoon originally didn’t frequent this room often, nor did he clean it. It was obvious that he had a secret motive. Unable to give up his lingering attachment, Min Jaeyoon looked back. It was the moment he was dragged out of the room door with his wrist held just like that.

“Song, clean up everything you ate before you leave.”

Secretary Song, who seemed to have been to the bathroom, was walking over. Having come out after washing his face, his bangs were a little wet. Secretary Song answered and went into the study.

A exhausted look was evident on Secretary Song’s face. So how much harder must it have been for Kang Seunghyun? Secretary Song had expected that the work wouldn’t be finished even by midnight. Former Kang Seunghyun was taking full charge of and processing that much work.

He stamped the documents handed over by Secretary Song with his eyes and shoved them into his head. It was an outburst of anger stemming from his determination to get a reward from Min Jaeyoon. The anger resembled zeal and fighting spirit. He literally flipped through while skimming and demanded the next thing.

Secretary Song let out a long breath at the sound of footsteps growing distant. Although he lost his memory, he was still Managing Director Kang Seunghyun. Savoring the composure that came from a sense of relief, Secretary Song solemnly tidied up the desk.

“…Did you finish all the work?”

Entering the room closest to the study, Min Jaeyoon asked.

Kang Seunghyun answered as he slammed the door shut.

“I realized something today.”

“What, did your memory come back?”

“No, it’s more important than that! It’s that when I get stressed, my dick gets hard.”

“…?”

Min Jaeyoon’s flustered state from the sudden series of situations was only brief.

“This isn’t something I’m doing just for my own pleasure right now, is it? And how can I go in on time without missing a single time? I have a lot of things to do, too.”

While squabbling, Min Jaeyoon, overpowered in strength, had his butt buried into the bed. As he jumped up, Kang Seunghyun grabbed and twisted his wrist in a single breath. Bending Min Jaeyoon’s arm backward, he made him lie face down on the bed.

Min Jaeyoon struggled with all his might to escape while pressing the sheet with his remaining palm. Overpowering the struggling Min Jaeyoon, Kang Seunghyun grabbed and pulled down his pants and underwear all at once. As the white, sleek butt was revealed, Kang Seunghyun’s eyes sharpened like the tip of a blade.

“You owe me 45 minutes.”

Kang Seunghyun unbuckled the pants he was wearing with one hand. He pulled out his penis that had been suppressed by his briefs. As if planning to thrust in first no matter what, he released pheromones while fixing his gaze on the crease of Min Jaeyoon’s matte butt.

“…S-Seunghyun-ah….”

Min Jaeyoon’s thighs trembled weakly. Feeling the pressure from behind his back as if it would pierce through his skin at any moment, he pleaded.

“Calm down, and let’s resolve this calmly through talking with me….”

He tried to dissuade Kang Seunghyun somehow. However, held by a firm hand with one arm bent back, it didn’t go as he wanted. Rather, it was like stimulating Kang Seunghyun while shaking his white butt.

“Business draft, bird’s-eye view, list of New Year’s party attendees, status of resort promotion, foreign investor list, business construction approval form from the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure and Transport.”

It was during the moment when Min Jaeyoon’s hand, which was flailing over the sheet, paused briefly. Kang Seunghyun’s low voice drove in a wedge.

“While you were having a pleasant dream, the things I saw in reality.”

“…Th-That is….”

Min Jaeyoon’s Adam’s apple twitched wildly. While he was picking words to say, the tensely swollen glans poked at the hole that was beginning to get wet little by little.

“Ngh!”

A low groan leaked between the teeth of Min Jaeyoon, who had his head bowed.

“I haven’t even put it in yet. Don’t exaggerate.”

“It’s not an exaggeration….”

Min Jaeyoon couldn’t even finish his sentence. As he breathed, because of Kang Seunghyun’s sweet osmanthus pheromones that brushed past the tip of his nose and filled his lungs, deep inside his body was finely thrumming. The inside tickled so tinglingly that he wanted to insert his fingers and scratch it. As if intoxicated by an aphrodisiac, no strength went into his arm that was bent backward either.

His rounded fingertips curled up. Min Jaeyoon grabbed the sheet with one hand. Kang Seunghyun aligned his penis to the hole tinged in pink. A bit of love juice had seeped out. More time was needed, but the tip of the glans split the hole open.

At that chilling sensation of forcing open and digging into the tightly interlocked skin, a shudder ran through Min Jaeyoon’s body. He pressed on the bed with all his strength. If he didn’t, it felt like he would tumble over and slam his face into it just like that. Min Jaeyoon felt as if all his internal organs were being pushed upward due to the lump of flesh barging in without preparation.

“Ugh, ngh…!”

Min Jaeyoon let out a short breath. Kang Seunghyun released the wrist he had been holding. Min Jaeyoon felt a stinging pain in his shoulder, but he had no leisure to pay attention to that spot.

The hands wrapping around his waist were cool. Holding his sides with both hands, Kang Seunghyun forced his way through as if impaling the inner walls. Soon, he thrust a hand inside his rolled-up shirt. He mercilessly grabbed and twisted Min Jaeyoon’s nipple.

“Earlier, because I endured wanting to shove it into your mouth, I used up all my patience.”

One of Min Jaeyoon’s arms tottered. Holding the slender waist with both hands, Kang Seunghyun pulled backward. Min Jaeyoon’s butt rose up high as if being dragged. Turning his waist little by little, Kang Seunghyun settled into position.

His penis went in and out back and forth. He retreated to the point where the glans was visible, then—plunge, scraped inside in a single breath. Kang Seunghyun didn’t show Min Jaeyoon any consideration at all.

Looking at the back view of Min Jaeyoon bowing his head with only his butt rudely exposed, Kang Seunghyun licked his lower lip with his tongue.

Min Jaeyoon exhaled hot breath. His butt exposed to the outside was cold, and the penis digging into his hole was hot enough to burn. Kang Seunghyun held and spread his butt cheek with one hand. He looked down at his penis gouging into the hole glistening with love juice.

“If your mouth was as honest as this, it’d be nice… Right now, your hole is biting, chewing, and not letting go of my dick….”

“!”

It felt as if Min Jaeyoon’s chest froze in an instant.

“Lies… There’s no way… I would… ngh…!”