Speak of The Devil Chapter 47

I skimmed through them one by one and pulled out a pair of jeans with beautiful washing details and a black V-neck t-shirt. Both the pants and the shirt had a texture that nicely hugged the body.

Heading straight downstairs to the first floor, I made my way to the kitchen. The clock showed nine o’clock, which was quite early for an unemployed person to wake up.

“Good morning, ma’am. Did you sleep well?”

As I entered the kitchen, the housekeeper greeted me warmly. I returned the greeting and glanced towards the dining table.

Jung Yiyeon was having a meal. He was dressed in sportswear again, perhaps not planning to go to the office today.

“Shall I prepare the meal now?”

“Yes, thank you.”

After giving a faint smile, I approached the table and sat opposite Jung Yiyeon. His eyebrows narrowed as he looked at me. There was a hint of wariness in his eyes.

I silently observed what he was eating. The table was full of various side dishes along with white rice, spicy kimchi bean sprout soup, rolled omelette, and stir-fried pork. However, it seemed like he hadn’t touched the side dishes much. He had barely eaten half of his rice, and only a small portion of soup was missing from the soup bowl. It meant one thing.

“Did you drink alcohol again yesterday?”

Jung Yiyeon didn’t respond to my question. Instead of answering, he just put down his spoon. Why? Did my presence ruin his appetite?

“Wanna do it?”

As I asked while kissing, he seemed lost in thought, then quickly got up and headed upstairs. I saw him go up to the second floor. It was our last night together, and after that, I went up to the bedroom on the second floor to sleep.

It seemed like he was recalling the same memory, as Jung Yiyeon’s thick eyebrows twitched.

“You ran away like that yesterday, couldn’t sleep without alcohol?”

“Just cut it out.”

“It was a joke. Why take it so seriously?”

“…A joke?”

The housekeeper happened to be far away in the kitchen, busy preparing the meal. Suppressing the laughter bubbling up inside me, I spoke nonchalantly.

“How could you handle it for two days in a row? If you keep doing it so often, your butt will break.”

Of course, there had been quite a few times when we did it two days in a row, and even consecutive times, but to tease Jung Yiyeon, I momentarily erased the past from my mind. Licking my lips, I whispered shamelessly and discreetly.

“Jung Yiyeon, you must have quite the stamina.”

“You…”

“Despite persisting like that, how do you manage to do it every day?”

“Enough.”

Jung Yiyeon stood up firmly, uttering a stern remark, and left his seat. His face was stiff, but the redness on his cheeks and ears couldn’t be hidden.

“Eat. I’ll leave first.”

He walked briskly out of the dining room. Ah, I couldn’t remember how many times I had seen Jung Yiyeon avoiding me like that, but his retreating figure still greatly amused me.

If the housekeeper hadn’t come over with the rice and soup, I would probably have openly laughed with a cheerful mood.

“Ma’am, could you wait for a moment? The side dishes are cold; I’ll stir-fry them again for you.”

“It’s okay. I’ll just eat.”

“Still… Oh, there’s crab marinated in soy sauce. Would you like to have some?”

“Yes, please.”

Oh, crab marinated in soy sauce. Jung Yiyeon didn’t need to bring it out when he was having his meal, but I quite liked crab marinated in soy sauce.

The housekeeper placed a well-prepared dish of marinated crab in front of me. Then, carrying the soup and rice leftovers left by Jung Yiyeon on a tray, she went back to the kitchen.

Alone at the dining table, I enjoyed a breakfast that felt like a banquet. It was truly a refreshing morning, both for my body and mind.

After filling my stomach with a delicious meal, I headed to the living room. The sofa, where I had spent the whole day yesterday, was neatly arranged. The blanket I had covered myself with was neatly folded and placed on one side of the sofa.

It was a shame to waste such a good condition just lying down and watching TV. On days like this, it would be nice to take a walk under the sunshine and go to a nice café to read a book. But considering my situation, going for a walk meant just stepping out to the yard, so I abandoned the idea. Satisfied with the thought of reading a book on the well-lit sofa in the living room, I entered the study on the first floor.

I didn’t enter the study expecting to find Jung Yiyeon there. Really. Truly.

“…”

I barged in without even knocking, and to my surprise, Jung Yiyeon was sitting at the rather large desk in the study. There were many documents in front of him, along with a laptop. I could also see his phone and a new tablet next to it.

I glanced at them briefly but quickly averted my gaze. I didn’t want to pry into Jung Yiyeon’s affairs or snatch anything from him, so there was no reason to unnecessarily show interest.

Instead, I carefully browsed through the books filling the shelves in the study. I didn’t have high expectations for finding any interesting books in a vacation home, but surprisingly, the bookshelves were packed with books. Most of them were newly published works from the past five years, and many were famous books that I had heard of. Of course, there were also classics and long-popular novels.

As I pondered what to read while scanning the titles on the bookshelf, I suddenly became curious and turned to Jung Yiyeon. Our eyes met. Jung Yiyeon was watching me with wary eyes.

“Mr. Jung Yiyeon.”

Why did he seem startled when I called him? I wasn’t undressed or anything, and he was properly dressed just like when he was singing yesterday.

“…What?”

Oh, this is amusing. Someone might think I’m the perpetrator holding Jung Yiyeon captive.

“What if the book I want to read isn’t here?”

“…I’ll buy it for you. If you’re okay with an e-book, I can prepare it right away.”

“I see.”

Satisfied with resolving my curiosity, I turned back to the bookshelf. Without hesitation, I picked up the first volume of “Toji,” which I had almost finished reading a long time ago, and left the room without any lingering attachments. I closed the door firmly to allow Jung Yiyeon to concentrate on his work.

Back in the living room, I sprawled out on the soft sofa and read the book. What didn’t interest me when I was younger now flowed smoothly, especially when I had nothing else to do. Although there were many unfamiliar words that sometimes annoyed me because I couldn’t look them up, I could somehow manage to read them by guessing the context. I became deeply immersed in the novel more than I had expected.

I didn’t usually read many books, but reading was undoubtedly a good way to pass the time leisurely when there was nothing else to do.

After spending the morning reading, the housekeeper called me for lunch. The menu was banquet noodles that harmonized perfectly with the clear anchovy broth and chewy noodles, served with well-ripened kimchi on the side. It was a satisfying meal in one bowl.

After thanking her for the meal, I returned to my seat and continued reading the book I had started. It was almost finished.

As I was lounging on the living room sofa, I noticed the people coming and going in the living room. But it was only the housekeeper and Jung Yiyeon.

While I was reading, the housekeeper knocked on the study door and went in. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but she soon came out of the study and went back to the kitchen. Then, a short while later, Jung Yiyeon came out and went upstairs. After some time, Jung Yiyeon reappeared on the first floor, entered the study, and came out with a handful of documents and a tablet PC before settling on the one-seater sofa, as he had done before. In the silence, I read my book while Jung Yiyeon worked for a while. The housekeeper brought two cups of coffee and beautifully arranged fruit to the table. There were also butter cookies in a round jar with lovely illustrations.

It was a very peaceful moment. The aroma of coffee filled the living room. The sound of pages turning. It was a time that gently tickled my heart.

Since my condition was too good to just spend the whole day reading, I went down to the basement after finishing the first volume. I didn’t have high expectations since it was the basement, but the training room was spacious, equipped with various exercise machines including a treadmill and a Smith machine. There were also dumbbells and weight plates of various weights, as well as step boxes and gym balls, making it a space where you could immediately conduct personal training with a trainer if needed.

Is this how chaebol vacation homes are? Feeling slightly nauseated, I got on the treadmill. The only exercise I knew how to do was walking and running.

Among the clothes Jung Yiyeon bought for me to wear were, of course, training clothes and even sneakers, so I was perfectly comfortable exercising.

After walking and running for about an hour and a half, sweating out the lethargy that had built up from lying down for so long, my body felt invigorated. It would be nice to know how to do other exercises as well. If the opportunity arises, it might be good to learn some exercise properly. Being unemployed for real made me want to try things I’ve never been interested in before.

Anyway, since I didn’t know how to properly do things like bench presses, I left the training room without hesitation. After coming up to the second floor, I went into the bathroom. Of course, it was a bathroom equipped with a Jacuzzi.

Taking a bath in the hot water filled with rising bubbles was quite addictive. It would have been even better to receive a massage on my relaxed body in the hot water. That was a bit regrettable.

After lounging in the warm water for a while, I ended up bathing longer than I had anticipated. When I finally emerged from the bathroom, it was slightly later than my usual dinner time.

Since it was the housekeeper’s job to prepare dinner for me and tidy up afterward before leaving, if I were late, she might also end up leaving late. Even though she was employed by Jung Yiyeon, she probably didn’t want to leave work late because of me.

So, without changing my clothes, I went downstairs in my gown. It was inappropriate attire, but since I had already shown up like this a couple of times, I didn’t feel too self-conscious.

When I reached the dining room, the housekeeper was clearing the table. Jung Yiyeon seemed to have finished dinner already. She noticed me and smiled.

“Are you hungry? I’ll prepare dinner for you quickly.”

“Ah… I’m sorry. You’re working twice because of me.”

“Oh, no. Mr. and I agreed from the beginning to prepare meals separately.”

I couldn’t follow her words for a moment. Then it dawned on me.

“So, now come out and eat. You didn’t even invite me to eat together. You might as well choke down your food when you see my face.”

I remembered what Jung Yiyeon had said when I refused to eat. He had already guessed that I wouldn’t want to eat with him after he forced me into sex ten times, made me feel disgusted, and even when I was exhausted and unwilling to eat, he hadn’t forgotten. He hadn’t forgotten to smile with joy as he fed me at the Korean restaurant.

…And now, what did he want by saying he would eat separately, making the worker inconvenient and sitting down?

At this point, I couldn’t understand what Jung Yiyeon really wanted. He didn’t even touch the food, didn’t eat together. Was he just satisfied with me breathing and living in his space?

What exactly is this thing called love that he’s doing…?

I really couldn’t understand. My mind was just blank. And for some reason, somewhere deep inside my chest, just a little, I felt a slight simmering.

After finishing the meal, I went to the study, took out the second volume of “Toji,” and went up to the bedroom. After brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed, I buried myself in the bed. I read a book until I relied on the light from the stand on the bedside table to fall asleep.

Even though I had essentially rested all day, as midnight approached, sleep began to pour in gently. Ironically, my biological rhythm had been optimal for the past few days.

Since there was nothing I absolutely had to do that required me to resist the urge to sleep, I didn’t resist the overwhelming drowsiness.

But just as I was deeply asleep, a tingling sensation somewhere stirred my consciousness from beneath the surface of sleep. Though I didn’t open my eyes, my consciousness gradually became clearer. The sensation of someone touching me also became more distinct.

It felt like fingers touching my cheek, almost as if, yet not quite. The touch was so delicate that it sent shivers down my spine. Continuing to feign sleep and maintain steady breathing, I felt the fingertip brush against my lips.

It was an excessively light touch, the intention clearly not to wake me up.

But what to do, Jung Yiyeon. I was already awake.

“…!”

As I grabbed the finger gently stroking my lips, the long-reaching finger that came into my hand stiffened. I opened my eyes and sat up. Jung Yiyeon tried to pull his hand away from my grasp, but I held onto his hand firmly.

“Let go.”

Who does he think he is, wandering into someone’s room and teasing them like this? I reached out and turned on the lamp on the nightstand. In the bright light, Jung Yiyeon’s tense face came into view.

“You…”

His face was frozen in astonishment as he looked at me.

“Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”

Ah. With that, I remembered that I was naked. Rising up, the thin summer blanket barely covered my lower body. Even then, one leg was fully exposed.

“Well…”

I chuckled softly, my voice muffled by drowsiness.

“I didn’t wear anything to have sex with you.”

Perhaps because I had just woken up and wasn’t fully alert, I couldn’t suppress the laughter that escaped softly. There was also a subtle strength in the hand that held Jung Yiyeon’s hand.

Yes, Jung Yiyeon. I was expecting you to take advantage and come into my room.

During the day, I pretended to be indifferent to you, but I was secretly watching you. I tensed up in case you reached out to me, and even though I knew you were flustered when our eyes met, I pretended not to notice. I acted as if I didn’t care, but in fact, I felt your gaze lingering on me all day since this morning.

I knew exactly what you were doing when you blatantly flirted with me, and I ignored it and let it go. I knew that if I rejected or ignored you, you would feel frustrated.

In the end, couldn’t you resist and come here because you really wanted to?

While holding Jung Yiyeon’s hand, I moved towards him. I intended to kiss him and pull him onto the bed just like that. Was there gel in this bedroom? If not, should I wash it and put it on first? – I thought as I moved.

Now all that was left was the set table.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Jung Yiyeon pushed my hand away. Instead, he grabbed my shoulders. With the force of his push, my body fell backward, and I lay down as it was.

Was it finally catching fire? It was what I intended, but it was a bit too abrupt, so I was a little taken aback.

Surely he wouldn’t just push me down like this, right? I was surprised by his sudden action and stiffened this time.

Jung Yiyeon’s eyes, glaring at me fiercely, were shining dangerously. Would he really spread my legs like this, without any preparation or consideration, and just shove his cock in?

Jung Yiyeon pressed me down, not letting me move an inch.

“Lee Nan. I know what you’re thinking.”

…To be exact… He wrapped my body tightly in the thin blanket, preventing me from moving.

“Don’t go overboard. There won’t be a tenth time.”

Though his eyes were filled with lust, his voice was as firm as ever.

“Just go back to sleep.”

Tic. With Jung Yiyeon pressing the touch button on the stand, the room plunged into darkness again. All I could feel was the recoil from Jung Yiyeon getting up from the bed.

And Jung Yiyeon left the room without looking back. Thud. He closed the door firmly behind him.

“Huh.”

No. This wasn’t what I expected. It’s clear that my eyes went wide, but how could he just resist and leave the room like that?

The remaining drowsiness was completely blown away by surprise.

Leaving aside the tenth time for sex… No, I actually felt like doing it right now. Is it reasonable to wrap someone up in sheets like this and then leave? If that’s the case, why did you come to someone else’s room in the first place?

I untangled the sheets and got up from the bed. Grabbing the robe I had taken off, I put it on and headed out of the room. Then, I walked down the hallway towards Jung Yiyeon’s bedroom.

It was already the second time I was going to Jung Yiyeon’s room. Even in the darkness of the corridor, my steps were resolute. I briskly walked and quickly arrived in front of the bedroom, grabbing the doorknob and turning it.

“Huh…?”

I turned it. And pushed. Surely, if I pushed, the door would open.

But why is the doorknob just turning and not actually opening?

Click click. Even though I tried to move the doorknob, it didn’t fully turn. The door naturally wouldn’t budge. Just in case, I tried pulling it, but all I heard was a slight click, and it didn’t open.

Look at this. Is this guy really locking the door now? Were the doors in this house meant to be locked? My bedroom door opened very smoothly, mind you.

I felt an urge to kick the door out of frustration. After all, it’s just Jung Yiyeon and me in the house since the housekeeper has already left for the night. Should I just yell at Jung Yiyeon and kick the door? Should I try calling out to see if anyone responds?

Just as I was about to act on that impulse, only tormenting the stubborn doorknob, suddenly…

“Huh?”

The door suddenly swung open. Since it opened inward, the force I was exerting to open it pulled me inside. Losing my balance, I stumbled forward.

Thanks to that, I crashed into Jung Yiyeon’s arms, falling into his embrace. It seemed like a perfect fit. As I raised my head, our eyes met. But there was no time to gaze longingly. Jung Yiyeon pulled me into his arms, capturing my lips.

“Mmm…!”

Our lips intertwined eagerly. His hot tongue invaded my mouth between my lips. It delved deep, teasing beneath my tongue. Saliva pooled, lubricating as our two flesh intertwined.

As I turned my head to push him away, the contact deepened. Our lips locked tightly, tongues teasing each other, creating a slippery, sensual sound. It ignited a strange and tingling sensation, fueling my excitement generously.

In fact, it had been a long time since I felt excited. Every time Jung Yiyeon tried to escape, I felt thrilled, like a hunter hunting prey. So, how could my heart not tremble when I finally caught the prey I had been waiting for so eagerly?

The touching lips and entwined tongues were not enough. I wanted to feel more of Jung Yiyeon’s body. The mere touch felt like it could make me erect. So, facing Jung Yiyeon, I moved forward, right into him—

“Huh…?”

I tried to push against him.

Suddenly, Jung Yiyeon grabbed my shoulders and forcefully pushed me away, narrowly avoiding it.

But then, just as abruptly as he broke off the kiss, I stared blankly as he pushed me away. There was a gap between us as long as his outstretched arms.

Wait, I wanted to touch him just now…? I distinctly felt Jung Yiyeon’s lower body stiffen a little when we touched even slightly…?

But why am I outside the room all of a sudden? I remember staggering a step or so into Jung Yiyeon’s room when the door suddenly opened, but now I’m standing alone in the hallway. I couldn’t recall when I crossed the threshold.

Jung Yiyeon pushed me a little more, catching me off guard. It wasn’t a strong push, but I stumbled backward.

With an irritated look, Jung Yiyeon glared at me.

“I said no. I absolutely won’t do it, so go and sleep. Please.”

Bang! My door closed right in front of me. Of course, Jung Yiyeon was left inside.

…

I stood there for a moment, staring blankly at the closed door in front of me. When I finally came to my senses, I was standing alone in the dark hallway, my robe untied and hanging loosely around me.

I still felt like Jung Yiyeon’s lips were touching mine. Not only my tongue but also his seemed to be inside my mouth…