Flowers Are Bait Novel - Chapter 91

It felt like a hot lump was about to burst inside her.

Since she couldn’t see anything, there were only the two of them in the world, and as her complicated calculations disappeared, her hidden desires were revealed.

The desire to go anywhere, as long as it was with him.

But Yiyeon bit her lip and endured to the end.

“……”

“……”

She didn’t know what expression Kwon Chaewoo made in that silence. Only that he, who had been terrifyingly quiet, began to walk. Kwon Chaewoo kept Yiyeon’s head buried in his shoulder like a baby as he crossed the lobby.

His pulse beat wildly in his neck. Yiyeon’s entire attention was consumed by the hot, surging beats.

“Yiyeon, what’s your room number?”

“Well, I haven’t yet…”

Kwon Chaewoo didn’t ask further and strode forward. There had clearly been a long line, but for some reason, he went straight to the front desk, stated Yiyeon’s name, and received a key card. The sound of shoe soles dragging across the floor seemed to be a collective squish.

“So Yiyeon—! Mom is sick. Mom is sick…!”

“……!”

The gasping voice clung to Yiyeon like a last desperate struggle. The mother he spoke of was her aunt to Yiyeon, the one who had raised her.

Her face stiffened slightly, inevitably, but Kwon Chaewoo paid no mind and merely headed straight for the elevator.

Nevertheless, Yiyeon had no choice but to hear her cousin’s voice fading away. The moment she bit her lip at the surging repulsion, a large palm covered her ear this time.

“You paid for your uncle’s hospital bills, someone you’ve known for barely a year, but our mom, who’s suffered ten times more, is nothing to you?!”

“……”

“You said you got a lot of money as a reward back then. What did you do with it all…!”

Suddenly, Kwon Chaewoo’s steps seemed to halt, but it was only for a moment. Her body swayed again with his steps. Yiyeon buried herself in his arms, covering her ears.

Meanwhile, Kwon Chaewoo, with a cold face, immediately found Jang Beomhee, who was infiltrating, and signaled him with his eyes.

Then, a strong man appeared silently and dragged her still-screaming cousin out of the lobby.

Joo Dongmi, who had been watching this noisy commotion with bated breath, suddenly widened her eyes.

She stared intently at the automatic door through which the two men had vanished without a trace.

Kwon Chaewoo swiped the key card to enter the room, and as soon as he put Yiyeon down, he pushed her against the wall.

His face, which had barely maintained composure, shattered into pieces, and something raw snarled.

“Why on earth did you show me such a sight?”

He spoke as if chewing on glass shards. Her shoulder blade, pressed against the wall, ached, but Yiyeon couldn’t breathe under his fiercely raging gaze.

“You made me intervene when I couldn’t just pass by. And all you could say was, ‘He’s not my husband, I’m not married, it’s a misunderstanding.’ Damn it, there’s a limit to playing with people’s emotions.”

He rubbed his forehead irritably against his forearm, which was braced against the wall. Because of this, Kwon Chaewoo’s face was not clearly visible, but his tightly furrowed brows and firm mouth were distinct.

Yiyeon stiffened her shoulders and held her breath at his rough breathing, which made her chest heave. At the same time, she resented the man who didn’t understand her consideration.

“……I explained everything. I didn’t want Kwon Chaewoo to get involved in that situation.”

Her voice was full of tears, but she didn’t cry in the end. Her rib cage merely rose delicately like a frail bird’s.

“Wh-what kind of woman would do something that makes her husband get cursed at?”

“……”

“It’s enough if I’m the only one ashamed. Kwon Chaewoo is just a beginner starting his social life, what would happen if rumors spread that his wife came from a messed-up background, or that it was unsettling? In the end, they’ll say ‘birds of a feather flock together’.”

“……”

“Outwardly, they might pat your shoulder and say it’s okay, but inwardly, they won’t. Little by little, disrespect will creep in, and they’ll look down on you. I don’t want Chaewoo to receive such subtle glances. I wanted to do that for you, and I could have…!”

Perhaps overwhelmed by her words, a single tear finally dropped from Yiyeon’s eye.

An unreadable smile spread across Kwon Chaewoo’s face as he silently watched her poignant expression. It was fleeting, but it was definitely a sneer.

“It makes me tear up.”

“……!”

He smiled broadly and wiped away Yiyeon’s tears.

“When did you become so sincere, it’s a shame to keep it to myself?”

“……Huh?”

Yiyeon asked back at the strange nuance.

“But what should I do? I’m not grateful at all.”

The man’s large hand enveloped Yiyeon’s bruised cheek and lips all at once. As their skin met, throbbing and stinging pain rushed in belatedly.

“Did you think I’d thank you for lying for me? Even a dog raised at home gets angry when it’s hit, let alone a woman I’ve fucked with…”

His sharp gaze pierced directly into her wound. As he inhaled through his nose with his mouth shut, his jaw joint bulged.

“Don’t ever let me see you like this again.”

“……”

“Never again.”

He repeated the warning with cold eyes.

“Don’t beg carelessly, and don’t get hit carelessly. I’m sick of your ‘pulling the wool over my eyes’ lies, so stop it.”

“I’ll do it again next time.”

“……What did you say?”

“I said I’ll do it again.”

Yiyeon opened her eyes wide and stared directly at him. It was a stubborn gaze, without the slightest tremor. Kwon Chaewoo let out a dry laugh and irritably ran his hand through his hair.

“Even if the same thing happens, I will never introduce Chaewoo as my husband in front of others.”

At those words, Kwon Chaewoo’s expression immediately hardened.

“All the harsh words Oppa said are true, and they are also the filth I was born with.”

“Damn it, doesn’t that bastard have a name?”

Yiyeon paused at his sudden sharpness, then lowered her eyes.

“This is my burden to bear, but it’s not Chaewoo’s. What’s wrong with lying? It might seem cowardly, but this is my way…”

Kwon Chaewoo’s chest heaved as if he had been infected by her emotions. Her upright and transparent eyes, wet and shimmering, were beautiful. No, quite useful.

But the moment he heard the woman’s ridiculous vow, he clenched his molars. He was furious that he had been pushed back by the wounds her cousins and her birth had created. His insides suddenly twisted.

He wanted to break into her stubborn world and carve an even bigger scar. As such a sadistic urge surged, his twisted nature grew uncontrollably.

“Listen carefully. If you truly want to help me—”

Kwon Chaewoo roughly lifted the woman’s face, forcing her to look into his eyes.

“Shove my head into your disgrace. So I can’t get out, involve myself deeper.”

“……!”

“I’m already ready to be played by Yiyeon.”

Yiyeon clenched her damp hands, looking at his pupils where dark flames flickered. Something, neither cold nor hot, stirred throughout her body and spread rapidly. Her heart pounded terrifyingly fast.

“I’m a bastard who even drank Yiyeon’s pussy juice, so what’s a little filth?”

“……!”

At that moment, he roughly grabbed Yiyeon by the nape of her neck and pressed his lips against hers. Disordered breaths mingled as their bodies fit together perfectly. Their legs intertwined, and at the same time, his tongue plunged in.

The man ran his tongue over her rigid palate, rubbing it. Each time, Yiyeon trembled uncontrollably and tilted her head back.

Kwon Chaewoo plunged his hand deep into her hair and gripped her thick locks. He sucked her tongue like a madman. While their lips mingled in ecstasy, his hard penis rubbed below.

“Haa…”

A low moan simmered in his throat.

She was a woman who had deceived him, a woman who had some kind of relationship with Kwon Giseok. Kwon Chaewoo himself was confused.

Just as So Yiyeon had deceived him, he intended to deceive her in the same way and shamelessly continue to act as her husband. Until the day he abandoned this woman and left.

However, it was difficult to distinguish whether what he was doing now was part of his act or not. Despite being a woman he should push away with all his might, he pulled her closer instead.

Unable to help himself, the man chewed on curses inwardly and tilted Yiyeon’s slender neck, swallowing her lips even deeper.

An inexplicable euphoria, unfamiliar, distorted his face. The more he sucked her flesh and touched her moist mucous membranes, the more the sensation of longing spread like waves.

The meltingly soft touch of her tongue. His nose, pressing down on her as if probing. Yiyeon’s moans warm his face. The saliva welling up from the root of his tongue was instantly depleted as soon as it appeared.

He bit Yiyeon’s lower lip hard, then scraped it with his teeth. Her increasingly ragged moans were sweet.

At these diverse stimuli, Kwon Chaewoo’s nerve fibers vibrated precariously, each making a different sound. As someone who knew all the musical scales, these were things he dared not name. An inexpressible sense of relief pulled the man deeper, and deeper.

“Ugh, Chae, haa…”

At the same time, seeing Yiyeon, who seemed familiar with kissing, set his head on fire in a different way.

Damn it, who did she kiss like that with?

Kwon Chaewoo wanted to interrogate her fiercely, but that would be a disgraceful act.

Such an inexplicable possessiveness transformed him into a different person in fleeting moments.

“……From now on, instead of shallow consideration, give me what you have, Yiyeon.”

“Haa…”

“Even if it’s the fucked-up family you’re desperately trying to hide.”

Their voices and gazes towards each other, and hot breaths whose owner was unknown, filled the space between them. He whispered slowly against Yiyeon’s lips.

“Throw me your pieces so I can chew on them.”

“……!”

“That’s how you handle a dog.”

Yiyeon’s thin linen shirt ripped apart.