Chapter 4
Dohun’s lips were gently tracing the curve of her lips, but Eunha, perhaps because her conscience pricked her, couldn’t just laugh it off.
“I’m not that kind of shameless person, you know.”
“ā¦ā¦”
Eunha bit her lip. It seemed clear she was still upset about what happened back then.
Since she had felt the same way this morning, she had nothing to say in retort.
Should I apologize? Would that make her feel better?
As he was briefly lost in that thought, Dohun, who had somehow gotten close without her noticing, stared directly into Eunha’s eyes and spoke.
“For the past five years.”
“Yeā¦ yes?”
She was already nervous with him standing so close, but at the word ‘five years,’ she grew even more tense and swallowed dryly.
Come to think of it, even yesterday when he brought her to his room in broad daylight, he had said he wanted to check how Eunha had changed in bed over the past five years.
She had no idea what he was trying to say. As the silence stretched, she adjusted her gaping robe and rolled her eyes.
“It seems you haven’t been seeing other men.”
At Dohun’s words, Eunha’s face burned. She didn’t think it would be that obviousā¦
But Dohun didn’t stop there.
“As far as I know, I was your first experience five years ago, too.”
“ā¦ā¦”
Eunha was flustered, her pupils shaking.
What on earth does this man want to say?
It was embarrassing that he had seemingly figured out her entire sex life, and it also bothered her that he seemed to be implying she was inexperienced. She’d heard some men prefer experienced women; was Dohun one of them?
Feeling awkward and embarrassed, Eunha bit her lip and asked, “ā¦ā¦Is that a problem?”
“No. It shouldn’t be a problem.”
Dohun answered without taking his eyes off her blushing face.
Honestly, he had asked just in case. Her gestures were undoubtedly those of a born seductress, but every time he entered her, it felt like a struggle.
Her excited movements, her moans, her tremorsāall felt intensely shaky. It meant she wasn’t very experienced.
He had thought she might be promiscuous, so he was surprised it was the opposite.
Just like five years ago, when she disappeared, leaving only a bloodstain behind to shock him.
Maybe that’s why his possessiveness kicked in. Even after holding her all night long, he wanted to hold her more.
As his head became dyed with possessiveness, the mark on Eunha’s neck came into view. It was a mark he had left.
Dohun pushed open Eunha’s robe. Even the tie around her waist came loose, and in an instant, Eunha was exposed, naked.
“What are you doingā¦?”
Eunha’s eyes widened in surprise. She hadn’t expected him to suddenly open her robe like that.
“You’re something else.”
“ā¦ā¦”
Whether Eunha’s face was burning with shame or not, Dohun was admiring the red marks he had made. He was staring intently at the most prominent ones, on her chest.
“It’s fine.”
Just as Eunha, straight-faced, tried to grab her robe and close it again, Dohun held onto it, not letting go.
“Are you really fine?”
“Yes.”
Eunha answered quickly. She wanted to cover up fast.
But Dohun’s next words were unbelievable.
“If you’re fine with it, it makes me want to do more.”
“You’re crazyā¦. Hng.”
Dohun had already pushed Eunha against the wall and pressed his mouth to one of her breasts. With one hand, he gently caressed the other.
Her robe fell to the floor in an instant, leaving Eunha naked, facing him in his suit.
“Don’tā¦ do this. Pleaseā¦. Ngh.”
“Haa.”
Feeling the faint, thumping fist against his chest, Dohun finally let her go.
He hadn’t meant to lose control like that.
The reddened breast he had made just looked so beautiful. He thought he’d just put it in his mouth once, but in that moment, he lost his reason and his mind became hazy.
Had he been that starved? Or was this woman truly a seductress?
Just like five years ago, she had awakened his slumbering desire and set it ablaze, and it was the same this time. If he let his guard down for even a moment, he felt he might offer up his very soul.
Choi Dohun, of all people, frantic to crave a woman’s body.
Dohun let out a scoff at his own pitiful state, then picked up the fallen robe and helped Eunha into it.
“What a pity. I have to leave right now.”
“ā¦ā¦”
Eunha turned her head away, avoiding his gaze, and quickly closed her robe. Very tightly at that.
As if the robe had come loose on its own.
Her face was flushed and her expression was stiff.
Was her pride hurt? Because I suddenly sucked and bit her?
He thought she was good at hiding her expressions, but seeing her invariably flustered by unexpected events was rather cute.
“It seems this kind of thing will happen often from now on.”
“Pardon?”
“Your breasts are just too beautiful.”
Dohun said while straightening his disheveled clothes. Eunha’s face turned even redder than before.
“It was an unavoidable instinct, so don’t make such a face.”
Ah, I couldn’t hide my expression.
Only then did Eunha understand why he had said that.
She felt ashamed and embarrassed. She should be angry that he just went for it without any warning, but it was absurd that her excitement came first.
It was irritating that she was naked while he was perfectly dressed in his suit, and her pride was severely wounded.
She had tried to maintain a composed face, but it seemed she hadn’t succeeded.
He, on the other hand, already looked as nonchalant as if he had never been lusting after her.
Eunha’s heart was pounding so hard she thought she might go crazy.
But she knew that if she made a fuss, she would be the only one at a loss. There was no use or logic in trying to salvage her pride here.
“Breakfast? Or should I say lunch?”
“I don’t want any.”
She didn’t usually eat breakfast anyway, but after what just happened, she had completely lost her appetite.
“Then, let’s get to the main point.”
At Dohun’s words, Eunha looked at him.
“Over there.”
Dohun straightened his loosened tie and gestured with his eyes to the table. An A4 document was placed there.
“These are my requirements.”
“Ahā¦”
“To avoid any disputes later, putting it in writing is more convenient for both of us.”
Eunha nodded. This was better for her, too, in case their memories differed later.
“The marriage will last for three years. During that time, you will faithfully fulfill your role as the daughter-in-law of the Jeil Family and as Choi Dohun’s wife.”
While Eunha glanced at the document, Dohun presented his conditions. Of course, getting pregnant was naturally included in the ‘wife role’ he emphasized.
“Since this is a marriage to solidify my position as the successor, a shoddy show-window marriage won’t do. I’ll tell my family we are in love. You must not take anything lightly, whether it’s our marital relations or family gatherings. My family is very perceptive.”
“Yes.”
“It won’t be easy. They’ll use all kinds of methods to find any weakness.”
From his words, Eunha roughly grasped the situation.
The family affairs of the Jeil Group were fairly public knowledge, so Eunha had a general idea.
Dohun was the eldest grandson and the primary successor, but rumors were that his position was precarious because after his biological mother passed away, his womanizing father brought in his stepmother and half-brother.
“Don’t expect anything from me either. I’ll be too busy to have the energy for that, and if I were the type to care about such things, I wouldn’t have even considered a contract marriage in the first place.”
Eunha nodded again this time. It was cold and harsh, but it was true. This was strictly a contract marriage; no matter how hard it got, she couldn’t rely on him.
“Yes. I understand.”
“Now, write down what you want in detail.”
Dohun pointed to another blank A4 document placed next to his. The paper was blank.
As if telling her to write her desires was no empty offer, a fountain pen was placed beside it.
“I won’t consider anything outside the contract, so it’s in your best interest to write down everything you want to your advantage. If you need money, write down the specific amount.”
“ā¦ā¦How much is possible?”
Eunha asked, feeling shameless. Since it was a marriage for money, the amount was naturally important. Moreover, if married life was going to be that difficult, she wanted to get a lot of money out of it.
“Any amount, beyond what you can imagine.”
“ā¦ā¦Is 10 billion won possible?”
Eunha thought for a moment before asking again. Since she was marrying for money anyway, she wanted to ask for that much.
And she was strangely curious about his feelingsāwhether he would really give her that much money.
“Of course.”
Her question was hesitant, but his answer came too easily.
“You can ask for more if you want. Considering the condition is that you bear my child, isn’t that a small amount?”
Her heart raced uncontrollablyāonce at his words, ‘I can give you more if you want,’ and twice at the phrase, ‘my child.’
Somehow, it felt like her own value had increased along with the value of the money, giving her a strange thrill.
“ā¦ā¦I understand.”
“After you’ve written everything down, call the number on the business card in the envelope. I’ll take care of the rest.”
“Yes.”
When Eunha nodded as if she understood, Dohun picked up his bag with a satisfied expression.
“Then, I’ll be in touch.”
Having said only what he needed to say, Dohun walked out of the room without a hint of reluctance.
Only then did the reality hit Eunha: she was now in a contract marriage with a man she had only met twice.
