Nilu
Stories
8
Chapters
950
Words
1.6 M
Comments
453
Reading
5 d, 9 h
“Sim Eunho-ssi, do you know what you’re making me do right now?” “Hhhng, I’m sorry…” Eunho answered while panting. He knew, but he couldn’t help it. Even now, the slow strokes sent bolts through his body. His hips jerked on their own. “You’re not in your right mind.” “Hhh, uh…” “Just watch what’s happening. We’re not having sex right now.” Yeorok spoke calmly as his hand moved. Eunho forced his eyes open. The clean and flawless hand was holding his…- 238.1 K • Completed
- Both the one who asked the question and the one who heard it were equally shocked. In the brief silence, Eunho’s throat bobbed up and down. The gulping sound rang unusually loud. Eunho leaned on his elbow and slowly raised his upper body. It didn’t feel right to keep lying down, so he sat up, but he didn’t dare look at Choi Yeorok. The one who had teased him was calm, yet Eunho hung his head like someone guilty. “No… I did it, but only twice.” “In a month?” “…in…
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- It’s a blessing to be able to use both hands. “……” Eunho blankly looked down at his right hand wrapped thick in bandages. When he curled his fingers slightly, he felt a dull sensation instead of pain. It was thanks to the narcotic painkiller injection Ahn Jaehwan had given him. After a few hours in that state, the effect of the painkiller peaked and Eunho felt slightly dizzy. “Sim Eunho-ssi, did you understand what I just said?” When the clear voice reached him, Eunho slowly…
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- “Customer, please, just once….” “Manager Nam. If you cry here, what does that make me look like? Do you know how many eyes are watching right now? You must be trying to make me look like a fool.” “No, customer. Absolutely not.” “You know my temper and you keep scratching at it.” Eunho smiled. He lifted the hand with glass shards stuck in it high, and Seo Taehwa beside him grabbed his wrist. “Yoonho-ya, wait. Calm down a little.” “Why are you holding me? Taehwa…
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- The officetel felt cold even though it was midday. It was not because of the temperature but because the man leading the meeting radiated a chill cold enough to make skin crawl. Yeorok already knew all the circumstances related to the synthetic drug. This drug, which had been the cause of Choi Yoonho’s death, was a mixture of a high-concentration aphrodisiac and a central nervous system stimulant. It was a dangerous substance that should never have been distributed. It promised pleasure several…
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- Son Jinhyung whistled. His lips kept twitched as he held back laughter. Then he walked toward the front gate. With both hands shoved into his pants pockets, his stance already looked delinquent. “Shouldn’t there be a bell somewhere here?” He looked around for a long time. There was no doorbell, which any house should normally have. Instead, there were four or five CCTV cameras aimed straight at him like gun barrels. Jinhyung met eyes with each camera lens one by one, then straightened his…
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- “Right now?” “Yes, right now.” From there they went to the study together and began writing a movie review. Eunho held a fountain pen and filled the empty paper. While the pen nib moved busily, Yeorok sat with his legs crossed and observed Sim Eunho carefully. Eunho’s left hand now moved freely. Only a short time ago he could barely write simple letters, but now he was copying Choi Yoonho’s handwriting. His effort deserved recognition. The review page clearly showed how much…
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- Eunho held out the DVD with confidence. It was the one Seo Taehwa had recommended. “……” But Yeorok’s eyes on the DVD looked displeased. He gave a curt notice. “Rejected.” “Why….” “I don’t watch melodrama.” Eunho looked up at him with a baffled face, then lowered his head. Still attached, he could not put the DVD down and only stared endlessly at the cover. “Do I have to pick a movie the chairman likes?” “At the very least, you should consider the…
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- “I am not sure.” “Can a person not know themselves?” Yeorok’s expression showed that he didn’t understand. Even to Eunho, his own answer sounded foolish. On top of that, Choi Yeorok disliked unclear replies. Eunho wet his dry lower lip with his tongue and chose his words carefully. If he spoke his thoughts honestly, Yeorok would only see him as more pathetic. “…I have never watched a movie.” “Hm?” “No, I know what a movie is. But I have never seen one.” Yeorok…
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- “Sim Eunho?” The question came the moment he stepped into the second-floor private study. Yeorok was sitting on the edge of a dark walnut desk, tilting his head back. The yellowish light of the study shined on the straight line of his nape. “He is studying in his room. Our Eunho is a model student.” Seo Taehwa poured tea with practiced ease. The conversation sounded like that of a married couple raising a child. His shoulders shook slightly as he stifled laughter. His tea-pouring…
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