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[POV Change]
After work, Seorina went straight to the bathroom and began her shower.
"Ugh…" she muttered, water running over her body. Her teeth clenched as the events of the day came flooding back into her mind.
She felt humiliated. Cha Daehyuk had blackmailed her. He had taken her virginity and violated her. That memory alone made her tremble with rage.
Her body reacted with a mix of anger and shame. The unwanted sensation caused by Daehyuk's touch filled her with disgust.
'That bastard… That filthy bastard…'
"Aaaaah!" she screamed, trying to release some of the anger burning inside her. But no matter how loudly she screamed, the fury in her heart didn't fade.
She was so humiliated that, for a moment, she felt like ending it all.
But that thought was immediately followed by another.
'Only Heeyeon would be left behind…'
If she were to take her own life, what would happen to Heeyeon? The shock of her sudden death would crush Heeyeon. And if the truth came out—that she had been blackmailed and forced into an affair—Heeyeon's gentle heart would be scarred forever.
Seorina could easily picture it.
'I have to protect Heeyeon. Yes… If I want to protect her, this situation means nothing.'
Thinking about the person she cherished most, Seorina managed to swallow her shame and rage. She reminded herself again and again that she had to endure it for Heeyeon's sake.
'Only I need to suffer. If I endure this, he won't tell Heeyeon's horrible husband. Then Heeyeon and I can still…'
As she recalled what happened and how it ended, Daehyuk's final words echoed in her mind. She forced a bitter smile.
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"I enjoyed the sex, Seorina. Did you enjoy it too?"
"Ugh… ♥ Ugh… ♥ Aahh… ♥"
"Did you ask yourself why someone who looked so happy didn't say anything about not wanting it earlier?"
"I… I didn't enjoy it at all…"
"Well, anyway. You understand now, right? From today on, whenever I call you, you have to come."
"…"
"If you keep doing as well as you did today—both when I call you and at work—I won't report anything. That works out for you too, doesn't it, Seorina? You'll get to keep seeing Heeyeon."
"… What?"
"Why do you look so shocked? Did you really think I'd break up with Heeyeon and try to make you my partner instead?"
"…"
"Is this too much for you? Even so, I'm not completely heartless."
With a sly smile, he put his finger into Seorina's pussy and scratched it.
Squeak!
"Aahhh♥ Yes! Hmm… ! Ah♥"
"I just need you to change your attitude at work and give me this delicious pussy when I want it. It doesn't matter whether you have an affair with Heeyeon or rub her pussy. I'm not so heartless as to interfere in that."
'What bullshit are you talking about when you threaten me with that…' …'
'Hmm!'
"So from now on, you can meet Heeyeon. You do not want to be separated from the woman you love, right?"
"Ugh…♥"
Seorina could not deny Cha Daehyuk's words.
"Honestly, even if you and Heeyeon continue your affair, it doesn't hurt me that much. The Kim Jisan family might be a bit hateful for mishandling their employees, but it's not like they're going to close down the store."
"Aahhh♥ Aahhh♥ Ugh… !"
"But Heeyeon and I will be in big trouble. Isn't that the same as before?"
"I'm saying that as long as you listen to me carefully, I won't say anything about your relationship. From now on, I want the two of you to share your love to your heart's content. Oh, by the way..."
Squeeze…Slap!!
"Huh! Yeah! Aahhh♥ Aahhh♥"
He deliberately made Seorina cum with his fingers and whispered into her ear.
"If you enjoy getting fucked by me so much that you can't get enough of rubbing your pussy with Heeyeon later, you can come visit me. My cick service will make you feel so good."
"Ugh... Aahhh♥ That will never happen... Uh!"
Seorina frowned as much as possible, refuting Daehyuk's words. But he maintained a sly smile as he pulled his fingers out of her pussy.
"Don't do that."
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"Filthy… bastard!"
As the memory resurfaced, Seorina's anger toward Cha Daehyuk only grew stronger. But at the same time, a small part of her felt relieved. Her bond with Kim Heeyeon hadn't been broken.
'It's just me… I'm the only one who has to endure this. No matter what that bastard does to me, I'll take it. Because Heeyeon is everything. All I want is to stay by her side.'
Heeyeon had been close to her since high school. She was always gentle, fragile, and pitiful—someone who made her feel the need to protect her.
Their separation during college had been painful, but Seorina held onto the hope that they would meet again someday. She focused on building a life of her own. She studied massage therapy, earned her license, and applied to Ascl—a well-known company in the industry. She passed the interview and got the job.
She wasn't thrilled that the director was a man, but the high salary made it bearable. Besides, there was a strange sense of satisfaction in making the lecherous male customers uncomfortable. She even felt proud of herself for shielding her coworkers from unwanted gazes and advances.
Then one day, fate brought Heeyeon back into her life.
They ran into each other on the street, completely by chance. Heeyeon was still as lovely and graceful as Seorina remembered.
Their reunion was full of joy and warmth. They went to a nearby café to talk. But during their conversation, Seorina was stunned to learn that Heeyeon was married. She also couldn't understand why Heeyeon had never told her.
Still, she didn't want to sour the mood of their long-awaited reunion, so she gently shifted the conversation.
"So, are things good with your husband?"
"Uh… well… that is…"
Heeyeon's eyes darted away, avoiding hers.
"Y-yeah. We're… good."
Heeyeon tried to force a smile, but Seorina could see right through it.
She had seen that expression before—back in high school—when Heeyeon was being bullied and tried to hide her pain.
"Heeyeon… Can't you be honest with me?"
"Se—Seorina, what do you mean?"
"Do you really think I can't recognize that look on your face? Are you struggling?"
"Uh… no! It's not like that… there's nothing wrong…"
Heeyeon shook her head, trying to deny it, but her voice cracked. It trembled and became thick with emotion.
"Ah…"
Tears welled in her eyes and slowly began to fall.
Seorina reached out and gently held her hand.
"It's okay. You can tell me."
"Se… Seorina…"
Later, away from the noise and ears of others, they went to a quiet business hotel.
There, Heeyeon finally opened up about her marriage to Kim Jisan.
She explained that it was an arranged marriage, something forced upon her by her family. A traditional matchmaking arrangement, where love was never part of the equation.
She might have endured it if there had been any happiness in her married life. But Kim Jisan was cold and calculating. He never showed her warmth, never offered affection. His only concern was to have an heir.
Even during sex, he treated her like an object. There was no intimacy, no care—just quick, mechanical acts followed by silence.
He would finish quickly, lie down, and fall asleep without a word. No tenderness. No kindness. Nothing but emptiness.
Over time, Heeyeon began to feel like she wasn't even human anymore. Just a tool. A vessel for childbirth.
Hearing this, Seorina's anger flared. She was furious with Kim Jisan for treating Heeyeon that way. But even stronger than her anger was the overwhelming urge to protect Heeyeon.
Her feelings for Heeyeon had always been buried deep, but now they surged to the surface.
Seorina wrapped her arms around her and gently rubbed her back as she whispered softly.
"Heeyeon, you did nothing wrong. You're not a tool. You're not something to be used."
"Ahh… Ugh… It's Seorina…!"
Heeyeon broke down, sobbing in Seorina's embrace.
And in that moment, all Seorina wanted was to keep her safe. To comfort her, to take away her pain.
She wished she had been born a man—so she could have been the one to marry Heeyeon and bring her happiness. She imagined what it would be like if she were Heeyeon's husband—someone who truly loved her and treated her with warmth every single day.
To her, Heeyeon was someone too precious to be hurt. She was kind, beautiful, and so full of gentle charm.
And she was determined to be the one to protect her.
'Ah…'
When Seorina realized the truth, it hit her with undeniable clarity—she genuinely loved Heeyeon.
Along with that realization came an overwhelming desire not just to be someone Heeyeon liked, but to make her happy in every way. Her heart burned with the longing to share a real, sincere love with the person she had cherished for so long.
"Heeyeon."
"Seorina?"
Seorina gently let go of Heeyeon and looked directly into her eyes.
Heeyeon was caught off guard by the sudden change in her expression. For a few silent seconds, she couldn't quite understand what was going through her friend's mind.
But then, slowly, Seorina leaned in. Her face moved closer, closing the space between them.
Heeyeon could feel what she was trying to express—her intention, her emotion, and her love.
"Hmm…"
Heeyeon didn't turn away. She didn't resist Seorina's kiss.
That simple gesture was Heeyeon's response. A silent acceptance of Seorina's feelings.
From that moment on, their relationship changed. It was no longer just friendship or reunion—it became something deeper. Something real.
As Seorina recalled that precious moment, a fierce resolve filled her chest.
'For Heeyeon, I can do anything. As long as I can stay by her side. I won't let what that man said come true—never.'