To My Brother’s Friend - Chapter 37

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Chapter 37
The annex of Jeoksanwon, the ancestral seat of the Beomho Group’s ruling family, had become the newlywed home for two people.
Though they were said to be living in the family home, Jeoksanwon itself was sprawling enough, and the annex had its own separate entrance, making independent living possible.
Yet eyes and ears watching over the two of them were everywhere.
“Mmm….”
Hee-jo let out a moan as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Each time his thick tongue curled and sucked inside her mouth, the warm breath pressing between their overlapped lips made the inner curves of her thighs burn with heat.
“Move your waist more.”
“Like… this?”
“Yes, that’s it.”
As his large hand guiding her slender waist prompted movement, both of them gasped simultaneously.
“If they see even the slightest crack, the family might push another person in immediately.”
At those words, Hee-jo’s grip on Kwon Yeol’s shoulders tightened.
“I… don’t want that….”
Ah.
Kwon Yeol’s eyes burned.
Her words likely meant it would be troublesome if the contract ended before the full term was up.
But somehow, his ears heard it differently.
That she wanted him intensely.
And for some reason, that fact made his nerves taut with tension.
Still connected, Kwon Yeol laid Hee-jo down and moved over her, gripping her pale thighs.
“Kwon Yeol….”
The flushed face of Hee-jo looking up at me was so alluring.
With his weight pressed down, Kwon Yeol nibbled her earlobe and whispered.
“I’ll have breakfast sent to the office.”
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“Will you be alright?”
At his words, Hee-jo nodded.
“Yes….”
But contrary to her heart, her voice kept losing strength.
“I told you to rest until today.”
“No. I want to start work as soon as possible so I can learn the job.”
They had thrown themselves into work immediately after the wedding, with no honeymoon or separate rest period.
It was the will of two people—or more precisely, Hee-jo’s will.
“You said it’s a project that has to be finished within a year.”
The deadline for the project Kwon Yeol had taken on was precisely the deadline for their marriage.
With time so pressing, they couldn’t afford to waste it on a honeymoon.
…We’re not even a real couple anyway.
Besides, while they were together, I wanted to be of some help to Kwon Yeol, even in the smallest way.
For that, I too had to start working at the Cultural Foundation as soon as possible and learn the job.
If I master the Foundation’s operations flawlessly and create no disturbances, then Kwon Yeol can devote himself entirely to his goals without worrying about me.
That’s the only way I can love him right now.
“Mother won’t leave you alone so easily.”
That was something Hee-jo had already anticipated.
“You don’t need to worry too much.”
She smiled, closing her eyes.
“I’ve spent more time with Mother than Kwon Yeol has, so please leave it to me.”
Kwon Yeol, who had been quietly watching Hee-jo smile, reached out his hand.
“Kwon Yeol?”
His large hand cupped her cheek.
“When did you grow up like this?”
Hee-jo, suddenly embarrassed, murmured softly.
“What are you saying? It’s been ages since I grew up.”
Literally, Yoon Hee-jo had matured far too early.
But within her still lived a little girl who yearned for her brother.
She had only just realized it.
“I know. I didn’t notice.”
Kwon Yeol gently caressed her soft, pale cheek with his fingertips.
“If it’s hard, don’t endure it—tell me right away. Your wishes come before family or company.”
“…Yes.”
“Don’t just answer.”
“…”
“I mean it.”
The light in Kwon Yeol’s eyes deepened as he gazed at Hee-jo.
She couldn’t decipher the emotions beginning to pool within them, but one thing was certain.
“You come first to me, Yoon Hee-jo. In any circumstance.”
His words were sincere.
Her chest tingled, then her heart began to race wildly.
Hee-jo, who had been quietly watching him, placed her hand on his broad shoulder and slowly drew closer.
A soft kiss.
A delicate sound echoed briefly.
“…Thank you, brother.”
Hee-jo looked up at Kwon Yeol with trembling eyes.
Meeting his gaze at a distance where their breaths mingled required considerable courage.
Just as her face threatened to flush crimson and she tried to look away—
Kwon Yeol’s hand caught her chin.
“How grateful are you?”
“Very… very much.”
She knew well that his feelings toward her stemmed entirely from guilt or a sense of responsibility.
Yet despite that, it felt good nonetheless.
In this moment, Kwon Yeol’s eyes were completely filled with her.
“I’m not sure.”
A soft rustle.
Kwon Yeol slowly tucked the strand of hair that had fallen across her cheek behind her ear, then whispered low.
“Want more?”
Because we’re near the company. Because there are people watching. Because someone might be monitoring us.
So…
Hee-jo, masking her true feelings behind countless excuses, gently cupped Kwon Yeol’s face with trembling hands and kissed him again.
Longer this time, pulling back slightly before deepening it further.
Their parted lips met and interlocked, then pressed together completely.
But Kwon Yeol didn’t lean in first as he usually did.
When Hee-jo, confused, tried to pull away, his large hands drew her into a tight embrace.
As she inhaled softly and slowly pushed her delicate tongue into his mouth—
“…!”
Her tongue was instantly ensnared and pulled helplessly deeper.
Between their wet, rubbing skin, a dizzying heat bloomed.
When Hee-jo gripped his collar tightly, Kwon Yeol, who had been roughly caressing her tender flesh, soon gentled his touch, cradling her softly instead.
Each time Hee-jo’s breathing quickened, Kwon Yeol breathed into her, then pulled his lips away briefly before meeting them again, continuing the kiss.
The wet, squelching sounds of friction echoed dizzily in her ears.
As Kwon Yeol’s heat filled her completely, Hee-jo felt a vertiginous sensation.
All she could do was cling to the stimulation he offered and let soft moans escape.
“Haa…”
Between their wet lips, a thin silver thread stretched stickily.
“Don’t let it show. Not to the employees, not to my mother.”
“Mm… I won’t…”
Seeing Hee-jo reflexively open her mouth with a dazed expression, Kwon Yeol let out a soft laugh.
She certainly knew how to answer.
“Let’s have dinner together. I’ll make time for it.”
Kwon Yeol held Hee-jo close as she nodded slightly, gently patting her delicate back.
Even after she had calmed down, he continued for a long while.
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“Hehe, our daughter-in-law. Hee-jo?”
At Madam Jin Seo-ryeong’s gesture, Hee-jo bowed her head.
“Hello. I’m Yoon Hee-jo. I’m truly honored to meet you like this.”
Members of the Jinri Society, a social gathering of women from political and business circles, exchanged meaningful glances and began clapping one by one.
“Welcome. We’ve heard so much about you.”
“Hehe, who would have thought Madam Jin would meet her daughter-in-law so suddenly?”
“How wonderful for you. You were so fond of her even before the wedding.”
At those words, Madam Jin Seo-ryeong forced her lips upward.
“Well… yes. You all know how much I’ve cherished our Hee-jo. Now that she’s family, I’m so pleased to be able to introduce her properly.”
Jin Seo-ryeong’s grip tightened around my shoulders, yet I bore the pain without flinching, offering only a composed smile.
“Congratulations.”
At that moment, a voice sharp enough to cut through the pleasantry pierced my ears.
“It’s been a while, Hee-jo.”
It was Kim Jung-yeon from Soyoung Mulsan.
The woman who would have become Kwon Yeol’s wife had circumstances been different.
“Do you two already know each other?”
“Yes, we met before the wedding. At the Hotel.”
Kim Jung-yeon’s lips curved into a smile.
“Back then, I thought you’d marry the man sitting across from you. How interesting to see you again like this.”
Murmurs rippled through the crowd.
“The man sitting across from her?”
“So she was seeing someone other than Beom Executive Director?”
“My goodness, who on earth was it?”
I exhaled quietly, steeling myself.
I’d anticipated this wouldn’t be easy, but I hadn’t expected such a direct confrontation from the start.
I too had heard news of Kim Shin-woo, the man I’d met for the arranged meeting.
Though I hadn’t expected her to bring it up so pointedly.
In the tense silence that followed, Kim Jung-yeon met my gaze directly and spoke.
“I heard that when Kim Shin-woo was handcuffed on charges of drug possession and distribution, he wept so desperately. That he missed you so much, Hee-jo.”

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