Flowers Are Bait Novel - Chapter 54

I don’t know how I made it home.

“Haa…!”

His lips were violently sucked. Her tongue root was pulled frantically, and her entire mouth was bitten without rest. The feeling of being helplessly opened and crushed by another person was not a kiss but rather a punishment.

His thick tongue persistently stimulated her salivary glands, causing saliva to trickle out. Yiyeon pushed him with all her might, but the more she did, the tighter Kwon Chaewoo pulled her waist.

Her wrist, which had been held captive throughout the taxi ride, throbbed. He stared only out the car window until they arrived home, and Yiyeon was busy glancing at his clenched jaw.

Of course, he must have been surprised.

It must have felt like everything he believed in was being denied.

That chilling smile was probably just because he was dumbfounded. Yes, logically, that’s what made sense. Yiyeon barely managed to conclude that.

“Hmph…”

However, as soon as they arrived home, his cold tongue penetrated deep inside, rummaging through her insides. Yiyeon had no choice but to be swallowed by him, raising her voice.

“Kwon…!”

With his thick tongue deep in her mouth, her pronunciation was completely muffled, and her voice echoed. At the same time, as she poked his shin with her toes, he finally raised an eyebrow, sucked hard on Yiyeon’s tongue, and then released it.

The man’s eyes, meeting hers, were dark. Yiyeon couldn’t even exhale all the breath that had risen to her throat and immediately got to the point.

“W-we, if there’s a misunderstanding, let’s talk it out!”

“……”

His eyes were cold and tightly shut, showing no room for negotiation. Facing that stubborn gaze, Yiyeon felt like she was falling into an abyss.

“Kwon Chaewoo…”

She grimaced as if pleading.

“Th-that is to say, these days, there are many couples who live without registering their marriage. It’s a social phenomenon…”

“Wouldn’t it be better if you shut that mouth?”

“……Yes.”

Yiyeon cowered and bowed her head.

Kwon Chaewoo watched her small crown and took off his damp clothes. Yiyeon also shivered from the sudden chill. She instinctively knew what Kwon Chaewoo was about to do. A strangely sharp atmosphere pricked her skin.

“……I’m sorry for lying.”

In the end, Yiyeon, who had been watching him, apologized first.

In one corner of her heart, a part of her nature rebelled, scolding that submissive attitude, but knowing priorities was always important. Now was the time to loosen the leash generously rather than pull it tight. Since Kwon Chaewoo was easily swayed by a few words from Yiyeon, such a strategy was rightfully for the one in a superior position—

“You seem quite thrilled that I have no memory, Yiyeon.”

He tilted his head mockingly.

“You must have wanted to get rid of me so desperately, considering you’d tell such lies.”

“……Pardon?”

She stopped thinking and blinked slowly.

“Wait a minute…! Me, a lie?”

Of course, she was a swindler when it came to Kwon Chaewoo, but absolutely not now. She put strength into her eyes and gestured widely.

“Why would I lie? I can even prove it!”

“Then prove it.”

“Should I go get the documents?”

Yiyeon raised her voice for her innocence. At that, Kwon Chaewoo, frowning fiercely, pulled out a rectangular piece of paper from his pants pocket. It was a pristine white document, folded about three or four times.

Strangely, her heart pounded. He lightly shook his wet hair and gestured with his chin as if telling her to quickly unfold it. His coldly calm eyes persistently urged Yiyeon on.

Finally, under a strange pressure, she unfolded the paper and then swayed as if hit by a multi-ton wave.

“……!”

Her vision instantly went dark as if paralyzed, and she heard nothing.

Family Relations Certificate. Even after reading it several times, Kwon Chaewoo’s ‘spouse’ was So Yiyeon.

“Wh-what is this…”

Yiyeon couldn’t close her gaping mouth. Her mind went blank.

This must be a forgery… It must be a forgery! How could such a thing, such a thing happen…!

“Are you fearless? How little do you think of me lying to my face again?”

Then, she suddenly remembered a man smoking a thick cigar. The arrogant man who had threatened to make her a perfect perpetrator, who seemed to find it so easy to manipulate someone’s life—would it be possible for him?

“So, behind my back, you were secretly meeting other guys, and you planned to remarry if a ‘kind and gentle’ man you desired appeared?”

“……”

“Because manipulating a pathetic husband is no big deal?”

He stared at Yiyeon with unfocused eyes, as if dissecting her.

“Not registered for marriage, indeed.”

At that moment, Kwon Chaewoo fiercely pulled Yiyeon’s nape.

“Yiyeon, why am I not your husband?”

A harsh, metallic voice, like scratching vocal cords, echoed menacingly.

“Don’t do anything foolish.”

His flashing eyes were terrifying, not like a human’s. Yiyeon’s heart pounded again, and her mouth went dry. But the moment his hot palm instantly melted her wet body, she stopped thinking.

“You won’t quietly fall off just because you do that, Yiyeon.”

The man’s hand slipped under her damp blouse. He stroked her back and immediately unhooked her bra. His irresistible lips were devouring her.

“How could she have such a naive thought?”

His nose was mercilessly pressed against her roughly held face. Her body trembled whenever their heated breaths and tongues savagely intertwined.

She felt goosebumps and cold, yet something was boiling inside. It was like her own ambivalent feelings towards Kwon Chaewoo, just beginning to surface. Yiyeon, unable to shake off her faint fear, wrapped her arms around his waist. Kwon Chaewoo then twisted his head as if he couldn’t get enough of touching her.

“Ugh, haa…”

He persistently pushed through her parted lips. He jabbed below her salivary glands and rubbed the roof of her mouth. His jaw, opening and closing ceaselessly like a starving animal, was savage. Saliva dripped from the corners of Yiyeon’s lips.

Her knees trembled, making her cling to his shoulders. Kwon Chaewoo effortlessly lifted her, making her wrap her legs around his waist.

Supporting her hips steadily, he moved into her room. All the while, his penetrating lips showed no sign of letting go. Every time her palate was scraped and her mucous membranes rubbed, an electric thrill shot through her.

“Haa, ha…”

After relentlessly pushing her for a long time, he got onto the bed and released her lips. The two looked at each other for a moment. Their lips were red and glistening, and their chests rose and fell.

Kwon Chaewoo stared at her face, flushed with excitement, as if enchanted, then, after a short curse, found her lips again. His hot tongue skillfully pried open the gap.

“Ah…!”

He violently ripped open Yiyeon’s front. She flinched in surprise, and the buttons flew off, rolling on the floor.

“W-wait, Kwon Chaewoo—”

“Yiyeon, as for me.”

He put his hand on Yiyeon’s jeans buckle, revealing a fierce gaze. It was impossible to tell if the drops on his face were water or sweat.

“I don’t want to remain a nominal couple. I want us to be in a messy, all-consuming relationship.”

When she stared blankly, he coldly dismissed her.

“Anyway, your consent wasn’t necessary.”

White flesh plumped up through her already loose, skin-colored bra. Kwon Chaewoo swallowed, as if his appetite was piqued. When he roughly pulled up her bra, her nipples, perfectly ripe for sucking, became visible. The man then lost his mind and began sucking wildly.

“Haa…! Ahh…”

Somewhere inside her, sparks flew. The man sharpened his tongue and rubbed her sensitive clitoris, crushing it messily.

“Haa, haa…!”

She writhed her upper body. Somewhere, she was vaguely wet, and her breath was so ragged she couldn’t bear it, but she didn’t know what to do. Her eyes were flushed red.

Kwon Chaewoo licked and bit her swollen breasts, then lowered the zipper of Yiyeon’s pants. He pulled her pants down slightly below her buttocks and inserted his hand into the intimate crevice.

“Haa…! Haa, haa…!”

Then, the temperature of her moans changed.

“Haa, haa…! Kwon Chaewoo…!”

The man, who had been rubbing her dainty clitoris over her underwear, now pulled her panties down below her buttocks. He squeezed her clitoris between his fingers and began to rub it thickly. He gritted his teeth at the moist and soft flesh.

“Haa, ahh…!”

It was then.

“Kwon Chaewoo, just promise me one thing. Ugh…!”

He suddenly plunged his middle finger deep inside without warning. Her voice, wet with heat and whimpering, gripped his shoulder.

“……Never, ugh, never try to regain your memories. Never.”

The already thick, pooled fluid clung stickily to his fingers. Her inner walls, entered for the first time, were surprisingly sticky and soft, as if her vision was stained crimson. He just wanted to thrust his own wildly, without rhyme or reason. He glanced at his erect penis and met Yiyeon’s eyes.

“Is that what’s important to you in this situation, Yiyeon?”

“……Yes.”

“If I don’t regain my memory, will our relationship become easier?”

She stared intently at Kwon Chaewoo with trembling eyes. As if glaring at the ‘real Kwon Chaewoo’ who might be sleeping within him.

“Yes.”