My Brother's Friend Wasn't a Guy - Chapter 29

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29.

“Ugh, I can’t breathe.”
Lee Jin struggled against him, trying to push him away. But the moment Kang Hyun drew his hand slowly down her back, her resistance stilled.
She’d half expected him to move straight into something more carnal. Instead, his embrace was tender, comforting—more affection than desire.
As though she were something precious, something to be treasured. And so she couldn’t bring herself to push him away.
“Thank you. But how am I supposed to eat these without feeling guilty?”
Kang Hyun looked genuinely delighted by the gift. Lee Jin, however, couldn’t simply accept his gratitude at face value.
What was there to thank her for? It was just a cookie—hardly anything remarkable. The spike of jealousy caught her off guard. It wasn’t like her to think this way, and the realization unsettled her.
As she traced back through her thoughts, the answer came late but clear: she’d been watching Cheon Eun-jeong and Kang Hyun the entire time, couldn’t stop watching them.
Better to ask than sit here stewing in petty suspicion, she decided. Carefully, she opened her mouth.
“Are you two close?”
The question came out of nowhere, and the corner of Kang Hyun’s mouth twitched upward. She’d thanked him for a gift, and now she was asking if he was close with Cheon Eun-jeong?
“Her and me? Oil and water. We met in high school, and every time we did, we’d fight. Lee Hwan spent half his time playing referee. Did it really look like we got along?”
Lee Jin’s eyes darted about, searching for words. Then her head tilted down in a slow nod.
A laugh escaped Kang Hyun’s lips. Cheon Eun-jeong’s family had their doubts about the relationship because the two of them seemed so stiff with each other—and yet Lee Jin had seen intimacy?
Whether it was jealousy or not, from Kang Hyun’s perspective it was exactly what he wanted to hear.
“It’d look bad for two grown adults to be seen fighting, so we just pretend to get along in public. The odds of her and me becoming close friends? Probably impossible.”
There was something unfamiliar in his laugh, in the cynical edge to his voice.
The contrast struck her sharply—with her, he was always gentle or clever. She’d never seen him like this.
Lee Jin hadn’t realized he was someone who cared little for others.
His expression was so constant around her that she’d never guessed he wore a completely different face when speaking of anyone else.
“Really? That bad?”
Flustered, she stammered the question, and Kang Hyun leaned in close. His face drew near enough to study hers intently.
That sharp, predatory gaze swept across her features, and Lee Jin stiffened, tension coiling through her body without her consent.
Then, as if he’d never worn that cynical expression at all, a lazy smile settled on his lips. His voice dropped to a murmur, close enough that their noses nearly touched.
“Worried I’d do this with another woman?”
Their lips brushed. Electricity crackled down her spine.
Any words she spoke, any tilt of her head, would seal their mouths together. She swallowed hard, feeling as though she were teetering on a precipice.
“Lee Jin, listen to me.”
He tilted her chin up with his fingertips. Then his lips pressed against hers, firm and deliberate.
He parted her teeth with his tongue, deepening the kiss until she couldn’t breathe, then murmured against her mouth:
“You’re the only one I want to do this with.”
Do you understand? When he pressed for an answer, she had no choice but to nod.
And immediately their lips met again.
“Mmh.”
Their tongues tangled, aching and slick. His lips grazed hers, then dipped lower, tracing the tender skin within.
Every brush against the delicate membrane sent dizzy waves cascading through her.
Heat pooled in her belly, spreading outward until her entire body was burning.
Somewhere in the haze, his hand slipped beneath her shirt. It moved across her skin with practiced confidence, leaving no room for hesitation.
Before she knew it, Lee Jin was lying back on the sofa, her composure crumbling beneath his touch and mouth.
Had she forgotten where they were, she might have let herself be swept away entirely. But the unfamiliar surroundings of the office—the fading reality—pulled her back from the edge.
“We can’t, not here. Someone might come in….”
Her protest tumbled out with ragged breath, barely audible. But Kang Hyun recognized the truth in it and managed to stop, just barely.
“Hah….”
A long breath escaped him as he pulled away, running a hand through his hair.
Restraint had gotten him this far, but his body had other ideas entirely, and that was becoming a problem.
The evidence pressed visibly against his suit, unmistakable and insistent. Lee Jin saw it too. Her shoulders trembled slightly.
“I’m going to need a moment.”
His voice came rough as gravel. He helped Lee Jin up, then turned toward the window.
The smog-hazed cityscape stretched before him—the hurrying pedestrians, the gridlocked traffic, the same view he’d used before for this exact purpose. He stared at it intently, willing the heat to subside.
“Are you okay?”
Lee Jin smoothed her clothes and looked at him with concern. His desire, which had been ebbing, surged again.
“What? Why are you asking?”
Apparently it was that obvious. Lee Jin sounded incredulous.
Kang Hyun laughed helplessly at himself.
“Just the sound of your voice is enough now, apparently.”
It was the truth. The way his mind was racing through logistics for what came next told him his current state was anything but normal.
“I’ll keep quiet and stay still.”
Lee Jin pressed her small lips firmly together. She seemed determined to help in every way she could, but from Kang Hyun’s perspective, it was torture.
Should he really hold back? Was restraint the right choice? Fever-brained thoughts began creeping to the surface when, at last, he managed to regain control.
“Let’s get out of here. Otherwise I might have to send all the staff home.”
What? Why the staff? Lee Jin didn’t understand his meaning at first, but a beat later the implication struck her, and a thin smile crossed her lips. Imagining what would happen if the employees were dismissed, she quickly grabbed her bag and stood.
“I’ll head out in just a moment. Wait for me outside.”
“Okay, got it.”
Once Lee Jin left the office, Kang Hyun pulled out his phone and made a call.
“It’s me. I’ll be staying at Cheongjeokje today, so clear your schedule.”
[Yes, sir. Understood. Is there anything else you need…….]
Kang Hyun quickly gave instructions to the staff member who maintained Cheongjeokje and ended the call.
On weekends when he and Lee Jin stayed there, Cheongjeokje always stood empty. But during the week, maintenance staff came and went regularly to look after it.
Kang Hyun was halfway out of the office, jacket slung carelessly over his arm, when his steps suddenly halted.
He’d remembered something he’d forgotten. He turned back to the desk, where the box of cookies Lee Jin had given him earlier sat waiting.
He shrugged the awkward jacket on and picked up the cookie box. Then he left the office.

He couldn’t remember how they’d gotten to Cheongjeokje. The moment they crossed the threshold, their lips met.
“Ah, yes…….”
Desire was a relentless monster—once the fire caught, it didn’t extinguish easily.
A private space they were familiar with, shared only by two, was perfect kindling for that hungry flame.
Shed clothing trailed from the entrance all the way to the living room—they never even made it to the bedroom where Lee Jin usually stayed. Unable to lay her on the cold floor, Kang Hyun guided her toward the living room sofa.
The sofa creaked under the force of his movements. With each sound, Lee Jin began to whimper.
Drowning in pleasure, Lee Jin was dangerously uninhibited. As her innocent self gradually awakened to passion and she reached for him with desperate hunger, Kang Hyun had to forcibly suppress the urge to become even more savage.
So it was never enough, no matter how much he held her, and the thirst was never easily quenched. If only he could bind her name to his legally, perhaps he’d find some measure of peace.
Kang Hyun’s obsession and desire were unusually dark and boundless.

After the ecstasy faded, the exhausted Lee Jin lay draped across his body, breathing heavily. When Kang Hyun gently brushed her disheveled hair, drowsiness crept over her.
After cradling her for a long while, Kang Hyun suddenly asked, as if remembering something.
“Do you have a dream style for a house? Everyone has some romantic vision of home, right? The kind of place you’d want to live in if you were building a family?”
Lee Jin assumed he was gathering reference material in his capacity as an architect and answered comfortably.
“I’m not sure, really. I hadn’t thought much about it. But if I had to say—maybe somewhere like Cheongjeokje? I’ve been living here and realized I’d like a place just like this.”
The moment those words left her mouth, Kang Hyun’s breathing stopped. Lee Jin felt the chest beneath her, which had been rising and falling steadily, go rigid, and she lifted her head.
“What?”
Kang Hyun offered an awkward smile and shook his head.
“Nothing. I just didn’t know your taste ran to traditional Korean architecture like this.”
Drowsy as she was, Lee Jin let out a soft laugh and rested her head back on his chest, unaware of the thoughts churning behind his eyes.
‘Grandfather, what do I do? She says she wants Cheongjeokje……’

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