AOA 130

Sex with Baek Mugyeong, soaked in pheromones, often erased my memories in chunks. Especially when I manifested as an omega and when my first heat came, there were more things I couldn’t remember than I could.

All I remembered was screaming as I lost control in terrible pleasure and gasping for breath again and again. Other than that, only sensations of heat, pressure, stickiness, suffocation, embarrassment, and pain piled on. Sometimes I managed to remember something else in the middle, but proper memories only started after I climaxed.

That was the same today.

The whole world flushed red and then shattered white. The hair all over my body stood on end. From my lips, which opened out of control, only empty breaths spilled out. Convulsions came again and again as my body jerked.

When I barely came to my senses, ringing and breathing filled my ears. I thought my heated eyes felt hot, and I blinked. I felt tears run from the corner of my eyes down toward my ears.

In my vision, I saw Baek Mugyeong with flushed cheeks and closed eyes. I stared at his handsome face and then slowly recalled what had happened.

My heat unexpectedly heat came outside the cycle. Thankfully I got Baek Mugyeong’s help, but we ended up having sex.

That had happened sometimes ever since I manifested as an omega on our honeymoon trip. But the situation now was too bad to just pass off with a “so that’s how it is.”

Baek Mugyeong might get angry.

Even in my state I couldn’t help but worry. And sure enough, when Baek Mugyeong opened his eyes, he stared at me and then furrowed his brow.

I couldn’t meet his gaze and covered my eyes with both hands. This was an accident. But since I caused it, I had nothing to say. On top of that, I had cried loudly and cursed him as a bastard.

I wanted to hide in a hole if there was one, but since I couldn’t, I only wished Baek Mugyeong would leave quickly.

“Ha…”

With a short sigh, Baek Mugyeong pulled his body back. The organ that had filled me inside slowly slid out. I bit my lip at the sensation that could never become familiar. If I let out a moan in clear mind, I thought I might die from the shame.

The pheromones that had filled the surroundings scattered. When the weight that had pressed down on me vanished, my heating body immediately cooled. I shuddered and that again turned into arousal.

The organ that had already climaxed grew hard again. I didn’t want to move even a finger, but it became too hard to endure. I clenched my fists and jumped up. I felt something drip down from below, but I ignored it.

I planned to stay in the bathroom until Baek Mugyeong left the room.

“Is your body all right now?”

When I moved, Baek Mugyeong, who had been wiping his body simply and putting on clothes, asked politely. Fortunately he didn’t seem angry. I couldn’t look at Baek Mugyeong and turned my head.

“I’m fine.”

“Do you have medicine?”

“There’s emergency medicine in the car.”

I couldn’t bring myself to ask Baek Mugyeong to fetch it. Maybe because of the sex, my condition had improved a lot. At this rate, I thought I wouldn’t even need medicine.

“Earlier, did you provoke Lee Jaegwang on purpose?”

“What? Ah… yes.”

“You are too reckless. Even if both sides are equal, the size difference is there, don’t you know it’s dangerous?”

Baek Mugyeong’s tone, which sounded like scolding, made my chest tighten. I almost shouted in anger, asking if I should just stay still when a crazy bastard followed me to the bathroom and picked a fight. But I stopped. It would only sound like an excuse to him anyway. More than that, I didn’t have the mental strength for a long conversation.

Just before, I had been fine, but my head suddenly throbbed and I felt dizzy. My stomach started churning again.

“I was wrong. Thank you for helping me.”

Without arguing, I apologized once more and added thanks.

“I’m not saying you were wrong.”

“Then—”

I tried to ask then what, but my body didn’t move properly. I couldn’t even take a few steps toward the bathroom before dizziness nearly made me collapse.

I barely braced myself against the wall to keep balance. Headache, vertigo, and nausea suddenly grew worse.

“Ugh…”

I covered my mouth with my hand as dry heaves forced their way out. I swallowed back the bitter fluid that stung my throat.

My condition wasn’t good, but I hadn’t expected it to grew worse so suddenly.

“Jeong Minchae-ssi?”

Baek Mugyeong’s voice came from far away. I couldn’t answer because I felt dizzy. For a moment my mind went blank.

I know this feeling. I fainted.

I felt lucky that Baek Mugyeong was there. He would take me to a hospital. Thinking that made me feel relieved. So I let go of consciousness without forcing myself to pull it together.

*

It was late Friday night. The dark road was full of cars.

Baek Mugyeong left the company and drove back to the hotel, he checked the license plate shown in the side mirror, and he frowned.

Earlier, the numbers had been exactly the same as the plate he’d seen at the intersection. If their routes didn’t overlap by chance, only one other reason existed. They were following him.

Two weeks ago, after Baek Jinseok made that bombshell statement at the birthday banquet, Baek Jaehan’s surveillance has changed blatantly. Even though he only went between the hotel and the company, there are people following him like now.

This wasn’t one of two days old. But cases where they followed him so openly like today were rare. It seemed like they were intentionally making it obvious that they were tailing him.

“Ha…”

Baek Mugyeong clicked his tongue. The person who’d told Baek Jinseok that he’d been getting long psychiatric counseling had to be Baek Jaehan. That had put him out of Baek Jinseok’s favor.

He didn’t want DS Motors anyway, so it wasn’t a problem. He thought maybe Baek Jaehan’s vigilance would loosen a bit because of that.

But the surveillance continued. It usually wasn’t obsessive.

Even if he divorced Jeong Minchae, the chance that Baek Jaehan’s vigilance would disappear was slim. This would keep going until he gave up everything and left for the United States. Maybe the surveillance would even follow him to the United States.

Baek Mugyeong clenched his teeth when Jeong Minchae came to mind. He didn’t want to think of Jeong Minchae if he could avoid it. He turned on the car audio and cranked the volume.

He focused on the loud music and pushed Jeong Minchae’s name out of his head.

Baek Mugyeong arrived at the hotel with the car that was following him still behind. He parked in the parking lot and took the elevator.

He didn’t go to his room. He went to the lounge and rented a small meeting room. Since Baek Jaehan’s surveillance had become so blatant, he couldn’t handle sensitive information in a room. A bugging device could be anywhere.

He checked the time and made a video call to Jake just before ten. He put on earphones. The time difference between Korea and New York was thirteen hours, so it was now 9 a.m in New York.

The ringtone didn’t ring long before Jake answered. Jake greeted him with a bright face through the small phone screen.

-Oh, you called right on time.

“Are you at work?”

-Yeah. I’m at the office. You?

“Hotel meeting room.”

-Hotel? Not home? Are you on a business trip?

“It’s not a business trip.”

He didn’t explain in detail why he was at a hotel. Jake, who picked up on things fast, didn’t ask for details. He went straight to the point.

-You probably guessed already, but there’s no copy. Like I said before, it’s only something a staff member secretly filmed. Unfortunately it’s blurry.

“Did the face show clearly?”

-Hmm, no. It’s blurry enough he could deny it and say it’s not him. I’ll send the file now.

The files transferred in real time. Two files in total.

Baek Mugyeong didn’t immediately check them. Even though he was alone, the glass-walled meeting room wasn’t a place to watch that kind of content.

As Jake said, Baek Yeongseop had done things that would get him socially ruined. He avoided drugs because he worried about his body breaking, but when he went abroad he smoked marijuana. He also filmed strange videos.

To be precise, he filmed scenes that used an agency and showed violence against youths of ambiguous age. It happened about once every six months, four times in total so far.

When Jake first investigated, he only had records that Baek Yeongseop had used an agency and employee testimony. To bury Baek Yeongseop for good, they needed the videos.

The agency that claimed to keep secrets tightly actually gave the original video to the client and didn’t leave copies. That was true. They filmed on old-style videotape cameras and handed the tape to the client right away, so no copy remained, and the only thing left was a blurry video secretly filmed by an employee.

Jake got that video. He spent a ton of money to get not only Baek Yeongseop’s but other people’s videos too, to avoid suspicion. But money no longer mattered to Baek Mugyeong, who regressed.

He only regretted that Baek Yeongseop’s face didn’t show clearly.

“Thanks.”

-If you say thanks for this, I’ll lose face. Ah, there’s no copy, but the original exists. Your cousin probably has it. He keeps it as a memento, so it should be nearby. But it’ll be in a secret place where others can’t touch it. Hmm, like a bedroom safe?

“Possible?”

“We’ll try first.”