Unhealthy - Chapter 2

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Chapter 2. Living as a Dependent

His murderous gaze and tone were domineering.

“Right now, I hold your life as collateral.”

She could feel him suppressing his emotions in his choppy voice.

“If you’re going to act up, do it properly.”

The position where she had been straddling Taejun was instantly flipped.

“If not, lie still and behave.”

As if proving that everything that had been quietly crushed beneath him was all for her sake, her vision was simultaneously turned upside down.

Instantly pinned beneath him, Hae-yeong had no choice but to look up at him.

“Don’t drive me crazy with your nonsense.”

Taejun’s low voice brushed past Hae-yeong’s ear, sending a chilling thrill through her.

Taejun’s eyes were cold as ice, but Hae-yeong faintly glimpsed traces of uncontrolled desire writhing at their depths.

Lips that had briefly touched and parted met again in a deep kiss.

Not wanting to lose, she moved her tongue skillfully, but Taejun’s firm tongue tip overwhelmed her, wrapping around hers with a painfully hot intensity.

At the sensation of their tongues fiercely intertwining in her mouth, Hae-yeong’s body tensed involuntarily, and burning emotions spread throughout her body along her skin.

Hae-yeong’s breath rose to her chin. The weight of Taejun reigning above her felt vividly intense.

Finding it difficult to breathe, she tried to push against Taejun’s chest, but the more she tried to push him away, the closer he pressed his body to hers.

“If I was going to stop, I wouldn’t have started.”

With barely a fingernail’s distance between them, Taejun firmly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered.

His breath swept across her cheek, sending chills that were bone-deep cold.

The foretold fate was merciless, and emotions she couldn’t completely abandon inevitably caught hold of Hae-yeong’s ankles.

There were exactly two things she learned while living.

Good people are destined to suffer losses, and life is thoroughly solitary.

The man who made her engrave that immutable law in her heart was Gi Tae-jun.

He was ruthlessly shameless, indecent enough to be called vulgar, and persistently tenacious.

Only after giving him both her body and heart completely did she finally discover the dirty intentions behind why Gi Tae-jun and his family had taken her in and raised her.

At an unexpected moment, in the worst possible form she never intended.

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In the spring of her senior year of high school, her father passed away.

Hae-yeong didn’t know what kind of work her father did while alive, or how he earned money, but despite worrying about her father who had irregular work hours and often came home with serious injuries, she also respected him greatly for not avoiding difficult work for his family’s sake. Very much so.

That was the case until she accidentally discovered that her father was involved in a secret organization.

At first, she thought he belonged to a secret agency like the National Intelligence Service. However, as she grew older and realized that her father’s work was illegal, she could no longer accept pocket money from him.

She couldn’t comfortably use money when she didn’t even know through what means it had been earned.

Although her mother changed every year, from the fifth mother onward, she stopped talking to them, using adolescence as an excuse.

Naturally, she thought her relationship with her father would also become distant. However, he remained devoted and affectionate toward his daughter. Because of that, Hae-yeong couldn’t bring herself to hate her father completely.

Only after her father died did everything become clear.

What her father did for work, and what kind of person he was.

Her father, who had always been gentle and carefree with her, had lived as the vice president of an organized crime company.

There wasn’t a corner of her affluent life that her father’s touch hadn’t reached, so she was suddenly left alone in the world.

‘I’m Gi Tae-jun from Je-won Group.’

Having cried so much, she lifted her swollen eyes to look at the man speaking to her.

‘The vice president asked me to take care of his daughter.’

Hae-yeong instinctively avoided the man who approached her, saying her father had asked him to ensure her safety while alive.

A dangerous person who did the same work as her father. He was probably in his mid-twenties. His face looked young.

‘You must be having a hard time with no guardian right now. Accept help, even if you don’t want to.’

The stepmother who had lived off her father didn’t even show her face at the funeral, and her father, who was an orphan, had no close relatives or siblings.

Only then did she learn that her father and stepmother were merely ‘cohabitants’ who hadn’t even registered their marriage.

With no adult to turn to for help, where she, a minor, would go was already decided.

***

She hadn’t expected any great mercy from living as a dependent in someone else’s house, but Chairman Gi and all the family members were excessively kind to Hae-yeong.

They treated her as if serving a distinguished guest, but only one person showed no interest in her and had no reaction whatsoever.

She had taken the hand of the man who told her to accept help even if she didn’t want to, but he didn’t even bother to hide that he was the one who actually didn’t want to help.

Was he a college senior? To Hae-yeong, who had just become a high school student, Taejun was a vastly distant adult.

Everyone was kind to her as if by agreement, but for the same reason she couldn’t freely spend her father’s money in the past, she couldn’t assimilate with them and live comfortably.

Perhaps it was simply childish behavior, as if demonstrating that there was a will left by her father and that they lived with her because they couldn’t ignore it, but sudden inexplicable defiance would arise, and she would try to force conversations with him.

Yes, she admits it. That was petty provocation.

Dissatisfaction with a person who wouldn’t acknowledge her existence, anxiety about being kicked out, and faint curiosity were all tangled together.

“Um…”

Gi Tae-jun was always like that.

He didn’t show interest in her, but he didn’t avoid her either.

She found it puzzling how he would raise one eyebrow as if somewhat displeased, yet still listen attentively to what she would say next.

“My school life has stabilized, so I’m thinking of living alone near campus. It’s a bit awkward to keep living here as a dependent, and I want to reduce commute time to study more. …But I don’t know what to say to the chairman…”

No matter how cold Gi Tae-jun was, he didn’t seem like someone whose exterior and interior were different. At least he was someone who immediately showed when he disliked something. However, the person whose psychology was most difficult to read in this house was Chairman Gi himself.

He certainly took her in and raised her without giving any hints, even treating her kindly, but somehow his kindness felt hollow. Perhaps because of that, Hae-yeong couldn’t completely lower her guard around Chairman Gi.

Large subordinates always followed around him, and he smoked cigarettes so strong they made her feel nauseous. Sometimes he would even look at her with somewhat unsettling gazes, and these aspects made her feel increasingly uncomfortable.

Originally, she had planned to live alone upon entering university, but she had failed once due to Chairman Gi’s strong opposition. So after much deliberation, she had requested Taejun’s help.

Thinking about it, since Taejun was the one who brought her into this house, it was somewhat spiteful of her to hold him jointly responsible.

Taejun’s gaze slowly swept over Hae-yeong. It was an indifferent and cold look, as if viewing weeds that had grown randomly in a field.

“…Would that not be possible?”

It would be nice if he would at least say something, but he kept his mouth shut as if he had forgotten how to speak.

“Is there a reason I should help you?”

It was his usual composed voice, but somehow the air in the room instantly grew heavy.

“Since you brought me into this house, I’d like you to take responsibility for that.”

Taejun, who had pushed the cigarette he had taken out to smoke back into the case, slowly approached Hae-yeong.

“Who’s responsible for you?”

“You’re the one who brought me here.”

He twisted his lips slightly upward in a smile.

“You seem to be seriously mistaken about something, so I’ll set you straight. It’s true that I stepped in because I owed your father a debt, but I have no obligation to be responsible for you.”

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