The Country Life Diary of a Gangster's Secretary - c49
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A sound like skin tearing rang through the quiet street. The man who slapped her raised his voice as if he couldnât contain his excitement, and Mrs. Han just stood there blankly, holding her slapped cheek.
âHey, you damn wench! When you earn money, itâs all mine!â
Thatâs when Hyeseong stepped forward without hesitation.
âStop it.â
Hyeseong stood blocking Mrs. Han. Both of them widened their eyes in surprise at his sudden appearance.@@novelbin@@
âHye, Hyeseong. Howâ¦â
âWhat! Who are you?â
âIâm a resident of this neighborhood.â
Hyeseong gently pushed the startled Mrs. Han to the side, separating her from her husband.
âHey! What are you doing interfering in someone elseâs business? Never mind, get lost!â
The stench of alcohol reeked terribly from the man. From the circumstances, it seemed the fight started when she found her husband, who she was waiting for to return, coming back drunk.
âIâm sorry for interfering in someone elseâs business, but if you make a fuss like this, it bothers the residents. And using violence is not right either.â
Hyeseong tried to calmly appease the man for now. Mrs. Han dissuaded him from behind, saying it was fine and to go inside quickly, but he couldnât. That overly excited man might hit her again.
To just leave an auntie old enough to be his aunt, a neighborhood resident he exchanged greetings with in passing, was something Hyeseong absolutely couldnât do.
âFirst, calm down a bitâ¦â
Slap!
Thatâs when Hyeseongâs head greatly turned to the side. The hand that hit his wife was now directed at Hyeseong.
âYouâre lecturing me out of nowhere! Huh?! Hey! You think Iâm easy too? Huh? Am I easy?!â
The man even started staggering. He seemed to have considerably lost his sense. Hyeseong touched his stinging cheek. It felt like he bit his cheek the moment he was hit. A rusty taste was felt in his mouth.
âOh my! Hyeseong, what do we do! No, this person reallyâ¦â
Mrs. Han tried to step up in surprise, but Hyeseong dissuaded her with a forced smile.
âMister, calm down a bitâ¦â
At this rate, the whole neighborhood would wake up. Hyeseong also had to endure, constantly trying to suppress the anger boiling up inside him. If it was a stranger, he would have reported it to the police and more, but since it was a neighbor he had to continue seeing, he couldnât do that either.
Hyeseongâs calm attitude seemed to hurt the manâs pride more, and rather than calming down, he started acting out more. Now he was yelling loudly that even a kid was ignoring him, and that it was all because his wife looked down on him.
Hyeseong finally sighed. It seemed there would be no end like this.
âHuh? Did you just sigh?! Yeah! You sighed! You rude bastardâ¦!â
The man raised his hand towards Hyeseong again. Hyeseong was just going to take the hit. Rather, if he caused trouble like this and rumors spread around the neighborhood, he would be embarrassed and never do this again.
ââ¦.â
But strangely, he didnât feel any pain. When Hyeseong opened his eyes that he had closed, an unimaginable scene unfolded before him. The man who tried to hit him had his hand grabbed by someone and looked startled, and Mrs. Han was the same. She looked at the sudden appearance with wide eyes.
But probably more surprised than the two was none other than Hyeseong.
âYou were going to hit a kid?â
Kwon Ihyeok, who grabbed the manâs hand, stood there expressionlessly.
âCe, CEOâ¦â
Under the streetlight, the gazes of the two crossed.
âAh.â
Ihyeok, who was scanning Hyeseongâs face, suddenly nodded as if he understood something and then put strength into his body. Hyeseong, who belatedly realized what he was trying to do, stepped up but it was already too late.
âYou already hit him.â
With a thud, a dull sound, the man fell to the ground. With the manâs scream as he fell to the ground and Mrs. Hanâs startled scream, the situation instantly became chaotic.
âThe kidâs skin is so white that it leaves marks even if you grab it a little hard. You even hit him?â
Ihyeokâs eyes were slightly loose. He seemed to have had a drink too. Hyeseong sighed deeply and stood in front of Ihyeok who was trying to rush at the man.
âStay still.â
When Hyeseongâs face came into view, Ihyeok hesitated for a moment. Confirming that his momentum was broken, Hyeseong turned his body and approached Mrs. Han who was sitting down, and handled the situation.
Fortunately, perhaps because Ihyeok was drunk, it seemed his fist didnât have much force. His nose was just bleeding, it didnât seem like any teeth were broken. Mrs. Han was a bit startled too, but rather worried about Hyeseong who was hit.
Ihyeokâs brows slightly furrowed as he blankly stared at Hyeseongâs back. A sweet scent began to spread near Hyeseong. Ihyeok immediately recognized it as pheromones and abruptly grabbed Hyeseongâs hand and lifted him up.
ââ¦Why?â
âNever mind, go home. Iâll take you, so get up.â
âNoâ¦â
Hyeseong, who was leaking pheromones in his pajamas without even realizing it, was swiftly taken home by Ihyeok. Perhaps because he was startled and emotionally shaken, his pheromones were coming out without him knowing.
Hyeseong had no choice but to follow Ihyeokâs hand, leaving behind the auntie who said it was okay and to go quickly without knowing anything.
âWhy are you suddenly doing this?â
Hyeseong, who entered the house, pulled his hand out of Ihyeokâs grasp. Pain was also felt from his wrist. Ihyeok, who safely brought Hyeseong into the house, looked down at him, putting strength into his body as if frustrated.
As a little time passed, the pheromones were also gradually fading. Ihyeok finally let out the breath he was holding.
âCheon Hyeseong, youâ¦â
Ha, forget it. Ihyeok, who was about to say something, turned his head as if frustrated. Hyeseong was only confused, unable to understand the reason. Not only did Ihyeok appear in that situation, but they suddenly ended up together like this.
âWhat was that earlier?â
âIt was a marital fight. I was trying to stop it.â
âWhy do you intervene in someone elseâs fight in the middle of the night?â
âSo I should just go inside when the husband is hitting his wife?â
Hyeseong answered curtly, avoiding his eyes. Silence fell between the two.
âI told you Iâm uncomfortable being with you, CEO.â
Hyeseong was the first to break that silence. This situation of unexpectedly facing Ihyeok was extremely awkward.
âThen. Should I have just passed by even after seeing you about to get hit?â
ââ¦â
Ha, a sigh habitually escaped Ihyeokâs mouth. The savory smell of soju was mixed in. He definitely had a drink after all.
âDid you drink?â
He would have work tomorrow, so why did he drink at this hour well past midnight? Hyeseong really wanted to nag him a lot.
âYou said I make you uncomfortable, so why are you asking about personal things?â
He was resentful after all. Hyeseong finally turned his head awkwardly. But Ihyeokâs gaze never left Hyeseongâs face. The slightly swollen cheek and the puffy eyes for some reason. Wanting to keep looking at the reddened face, Ihyeok unconsciously just averted his gaze.
âPut medicine on it and go to sleep.â
Saying that, Ihyeok headed towards the shoe closet. About to leave, he put on his shoes, grabbed the door handle, and looked at Hyeseong again.
âAnd wear warm clothes when you go out. Itâs still chilly at night.â
With those words, the sound of the front door closing was heard cheerfully. Hyeseong could only tilt his head, not knowing why he suddenly talked about the weather and mentioned clothes. Then he looked at his right wrist.
A faint red mark remained on his wrist. It was the handprint Ihyeok left on him.
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Ihyeok, who returned home, immediately headed to the bathroom. Suddenly thinking of alcohol, he drank alone at the soup restaurant he had gone to with Dohyun and Hyeseong that day. To think he would come across such a scene on his way back. He didnât expect the person the man was scolding while spitting dirty saliva to be Cheon Hyeseong of all people.
The moment he saw that scene, Ihyeok felt like all the alcohol left his body.
âPhew.â
A fierce stream of water poured from the showerhead. The stream of water flowed over his well-built, solid muscles. His neat and tidy hair also got wet. As he soaked it with water, the pheromones he felt from Hyeseong earlier naturally came to Ihyeokâs mind.
A sweet and cozy scent that resembled its owner. So that was Hyeseongâs pheromone scent. Ihyeok slightly bit his wet lips.
He brought Hyeseong into the house in a daze due to the suddenly leaking pheromones. There was no one around except for that couple, but his hand moved first before he could even think.
Although it was regretful that he couldnât chew out that bastard when thinking of the reddened cheek from being hit⦠Really ironically, when recalling Hyeseongâs completely flushed face, a strange other sensation reared its head. And it wasnât just emotions that began to assert themselves.
âDamn, what theâ¦â
Ihyeokâs huge lower body raised its head with a jolt. Ihyeok brushed back his wet hair. It was definitely because he was briefly exposed to Hyeseongâs pheromones earlier. It was the law of nature for an alpha to inevitably react to an omegaâs pheromones.
Ihyeok felt conflicted looking at his water bottle-sized thing. No matter how much it was the law of nature and instinct, the fact that the target was Cheon Hyeseong terribly pricked his conscience. And that sense of betrayal was tormenting Ihyeok as another stimulation.
âThis is crazy.â
Ihyeok let out a self-deprecating smile and lowered his hand. He had to relieve it for now since he couldnât go out like this. Ihyeok moved his hand diligently while maintaining his reason as much as possible. He never thought he would end up doing this alone in the bathroom.
Sticky sounds and the sound of running water filled the bathroom. Ihyeok tried his best to move his hand without thinking of Hyeseong. That was the last conscience left for him. If he thought of Hyeseong, he felt like he would really consider himself a perverted trash bastard.
Like that, Ihyeok continued his lone battle inside the bathroom.
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