AOA 91

Baek Mugyeong’s pheromones suddenly hit me as he spat out informal speech without warning. It wasn’t just a scent. It was so thick I could barely breathe.

I stared at him in disbelief and confusion. My body reacted instantly. Heat rushed to my head, my heart pounded, blood surged to my lower body, and my legs went weak.

“What… did you just do?”

My voice trembled, thin and powerless. To be exact, my whole body trembled. Baek Mugyeong, on the other hand, stared straight at me as if he felt no confusion at all.

“I released my pheromones. Didn’t you say you wanted to have sex?”

Baek Mugyeong replied coolly and, still gripping my hand tightly, opened the conference room door. I had no strength left in my body, so I could only be dragged along helplessly.

A few people in the lounge glanced over, but quickly looked away as if they lost interest. We probably just looked like we were walking hand in hand.

“Baek Mugyeong?”

I desperately called out to him, but the man didn’t even glance at me and kept heading for the elevator. In that short moment, goosebumps ran down my entire body and I clenched up below. No joke, I was already uncomfortable down there before we even reached the elevator.

Panicking, I tried to shake off his hand, but it didn’t work. He was like a rock.

“Let go.”

I was practically begging because I felt like I’d lose control while walking. But Baek Mugyeong didn’t budge. He waited for the elevator, got in, got off on the 25th floor, and led me into Room 2502, all without ever letting go of my hand.

I couldn’t keep my balance and staggered as he pulled me along. The moment we stopped was in front of the bed. As soon as Baek Mugyeong let go, I collapsed onto it.

I basically flopped down, but it didn’t hurt. Instead, I felt wide awake. I immediately tried to sit up, but Baek Mugyeong pressed down on my shoulder.

I was trapped between the bed and Baek Mugyeong, unable to move. I pushed with all my strength against the arm pinning my shoulder, but he didn’t budge an inch.

Then, once again, his pheromones filled the room.

“Are you insane?!”

I shouted as dizziness swept over me again. His pheromones were making me lose my mind.

“Isn’t this what you were provoking me for?”

“What kind of ridiculous–”

“Don’t you remember? I warned you I could have sex with you whether you wanted it or not.”

“You’re the one who dragged me here–ugh.”

His suffocating pheromones filled every corner of the room. My cock was already fully erect, reacting to the slightest movement. Everything was a stimulus.

As I tried to use my strength to push off the arm pinning me, a shiver of pleasure ran through me. Nothing had touched me, but I could feel the tip of my cock growing wet. At this rate, I felt like I could come just from breathing in his pheromones.

I clenched my eyes shut and tried to hold back the trembling, but it was only a temporary fix. I already knew from experience that once the pheromones kicked in, the arousal wouldn’t go away so easily.

Panting, barely able to breathe, I started to regret provoking him.

Yes, it was my fault for blurting things out in a panic. But I was still furious at Baek Mugyeong for releasing his pheromones without warning just because of a suggestion.

Out of spite, I summoned my own pheromones. I wasn’t used to using them consciously, but if I focused hard enough, I could make them flow out.

Let him see what it feels like.

I hoped my pheromones would affect Baek Mugyeong too. I wanted him to be just as flustered and aroused. If we were going to have sex anyway, I didn’t want to be the only one desperate.

“Jeong Minchae.”

I opened my eyes at the sound of his voice. At some point, my vision had grown blurry with tears. After blinking a few times, I saw his fierce expression. He didn’t look particularly aroused. I just felt like I was about to be devoured.

I wanted to run. At the same time, I wanted to cling to him, kiss him, and drown in pleasure. I held all of that back and looked up at Baek Mugyeong.

Without saying a word, we stayed locked in a stare, his hand pressing down on my shoulder, mine pushing against his, for what felt like forever. All the while, his pheromones grew even thicker. My body trembled uncontrollably, no matter what I willed.

“I can’t think straight because of you.”

Baek Mugyeong growled. While I hesitated, unsure what to say, his face came closer.

Even a light brush of his lips felt like an electric shock, sending jolts through my whole body. My eyes shut instinctively. The hands that had been pushing him away ended up clutching his clothes instead.

The heat and pheromones radiating from Baek Mugyeong were overwhelming. I could feel with every inch of me just how aroused he was.

Yet the kiss was gentle. His tongue moved so slowly inside my mouth it drove me crazy.

It was just a kiss, but it made me feel like I was going to melt. It was so sweet, it wasn’t my tongue but my brain that felt like it was dissolving.

My body trembled and I was soaking wet below, but I didn’t care. All I could focus on was the kiss.

At some point, I grabbed him by the collar and kissed him harder. Baek Mugyeong, who had started with a soft kiss, pushed deeper into my mouth. We clung to each other as if we’d die if we didn’t kiss more, tearing at each other’s clothes as we went.

Half sitting up, I started with his tie. Unlike my clumsy hands, Baek Mugyeong moved quickly. His jacket and pants were gone in an instant. I heard a shirt button fly off somewhere, but I couldn’t care less.

Even the awkwardness of being naked turned into stimulation. Especially when his drawers came down and his hard cock was revealed, I let out a moan.

That wasn’t all. His large, hot hand slid down my back and my mind went completely blank. When his thick shaft rubbed between my thighs, my legs gave out.

“Ah… hngh… ugh…”

Half out of my mind, I only realized I was now naked beneath him a moment too late. Our two erect cocks rubbed and pressed against each other, and uncontrollable sounds kept spilling out. Then Baek Mugyeong’s lips crashed into mine, and his hot tongue pushed past my panting lips.

Our tongues tangled, slick with sweet saliva. My hard nipples brushed against his bare skin, making their presence known. As our legs shifted, the tip of his cock pressed against my balls and perineum.

The sensation of him grinding into my soft flesh was almost indistinguishable from sex. The tingling surged up my spine and exploded in my brain.

“Ugh…”

Heat rushed through me and I came again, trembling. My moans were swallowed by Baek Mugyeong’s firmly sealed lips.

A mix of embarrassment at cumming for the second time and a thirst that it wasn’t enough swirled inside me. Rational thought had long flown out the window. I clung to his neck and kissed him deeply, chasing after the pleasure my instincts begged for.

***

Baek Mugyeong also knew that two well-known senior painters from Korea were secretly participating in the exhibition under aliases. But unlike Jeong Minchae, he didn’t care much about something that would blow over as a minor incident.

He was more focused on laying a proper trap to utterly humiliate Baek Yeongseop.

Baek Yeongseop had been getting into all kinds of trouble since he was young. His womanizing was especially notorious. Hosting yacht parties with models overseas shortly after getting married was one of the more mundane episodes.

Even back in his school days, Baek Yeongseop had dated celebrities so famous that everyone would know their names. Not just one or two either. Before the regression, he even had an affair with a celebrity who was already engaged, got her pregnant, then pressured her into an abortion.

Baek Mugyeong didn’t know exactly what had happened between them. He just remembered that the celebrity’s fiancé had found out, flown into a rage, and stormed a club to beat the hell out of Baek Yeongseop.

The lawyer involved in that violent incident had a public image of being gentlemanly and smart, but was actually hot-tempered and aggressive. Even knowing that Baek Yeongseop was the third-generation heir to the Daesong Group, he had punched him anyway, completely reckless with anger over his fiancée’s infidelity.

Since the incident happened in a members-only club, it was never made public. The man who assaulted Baek Yeongseop was named Robert Lee, a Korean-American lawyer based in California. To keep things quiet, they poured a huge sum of money into covering it up.

In the end, the assault incident was glossed over after Baek Yeongseop got scolded by Baek Jinseok.

This time, Baek Mugyeong had carefully planned for the time and place of a similar violent incident to change. He’d put considerable effort into making sure it would happen on the same day and time as the exhibition. Since he didn’t have anyone trustworthy enough to rely on, he’d enlisted Jake’s help.

Now all that was left was for Baek Yeongseop to suffer a public disgrace. Baek Jinseok wouldn’t cut him off immediately, but at the very least, he’d start lowering his expectations.

Under normal circumstances, Baek Mugyeong would’ve waited for that moment with satisfaction. But when he arrived at the art museum, he was already restless.

Not because of Baek Yeongseop, but because of Jeong Minchae.

It had only been a week since he last saw Jeong Minchae. After that furious argument, he had no idea how Minchae would respond.

“So difficult.”

Baek Mugyeong clicked his tongue lightly as he looked up at the massive painting covering the museum’s lobby wall.