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    Bang! Debris fell through the car windows as the car broke down the door and entered the house. The headlights lighted the dark inside of the house, and Il-hyun’s brow furrowed as he looked out the car window. It was the same with Ja-kyung.

    The man stood alone in the dark. And the way he was standing there didn’t suggest he was here to kill. The intruder approached as the car window was lowered.

    “You crazy! Do you want to kill someone?”

    Hearing the familiar voice, Il-hyun spat a low curse and got out of the car. Only after all of the lights in the house were turned on did the intruder was properly identified. Kang  Yoo-jung. Seeing her for the first time in a while, she was glaring at Kang Il-hyun, who had gotten out of the driver’s seat, with a stunned expression.

    “What are you doing here?”

    “I heard you took a vacation, so I came to see you. Dr. Park didn’t tell me, so I figured you’d be here.”

    “So why.”

    “You seriously asking why? It’s your birthday tomorrow.”

    Come to think of it, there’s a birthday cake and a shopping bag on the table that she seems to have brought. Il-hyun clicked his tongue with a disapproving face.

    “If you come, at least turn on the lights. Why are you hiding like a rat?”

    “Damn you. Is your sister a rat now? I was hiding to give you a surprise, but who would have thought you’d hit me with a car? Thanks to you, your birthday almost became my memorial day.”

    While she was grinding her teeth, she noticed Ja-kyung standing behind him and looked surprised. Ja-kyung panicked, unsure of what to do in the unexpected situation. Her gaze shifted back and forth between Il-hyun and Ja-kyung.

    Il-hyun turned around and waved at Ja-kyung. He hesitantly moved over, and her eyes widened.

    “Yi An…?”

    “He…hello.”

    “How are you here…”

    Il-hyun introduced each other with a nonchalant face.

    “You’ve known her since you met her last year. This is my older sister Kang Yoo-jung.”

    His gaze shifted from Yoo-jung to Ja-kyung. Unlike when he sees his older sister, his eyes warm up and the corners of his mouth go up.

    “And this is Lee Ja-kyung.”

    Yoo-jung tilted her head. Not Zhang Yi-an, but Lee Ja-kyung? Before she even had time to wonder, Il-hyun added it right away with a proud face.

    “My lover.”

    Yoo-jung and Ja-kyung spoke at the same time.

    “What?”

    “No!”

    When Ja-kyung denied it, Il-hyun smiled.

    “As you can see, my honey is very shy.”

    Ja-kyung hated it even more.

    “Don’t misunderstand. The CEO was joking!”

    She opened her eyes wide and looked at the two of them alternately. Ja-kyung was amazed at the look on her face. Kang Yoo-jung, whom he saw after a year, was still beautiful and full of charm. He was distracted for a moment, but Il-hyun noticed and covered Ja-kyung’s eyes with his large hand while pulling him back.

    “Enough greetings. You go inside.”

    Where does he want him to go after destroying the house? Ja-kyung looked around and saw that everything was fine except for the smashed door and windows. It’s not like it’s about to collapse. After holding on for dear life, he was eventually pushed and kicked into the room.

    Kang Yoo-jung doesn’t know what’s going on. Ja-kyung put his ear to the door, but he couldn’t hear the conversation very well. He sighed and turned around and was startled to find his model standing in front of the window. Even though it was covered and only the feet were visible, Ja-kyung was still scared.

    He recalled what Kang Yoo-jung said while sitting on the bed waiting for Kang Il-hyun to come. , but why didn’t he say anything? With Il-hyun’s personality, he could have used his birthday as an excuse to suck him to the bone marrow.

    Even after waiting, there was no sign of the conversation coming to an end. Ja-kyung went into the bathroom to wipe his wet body. He smoked a cigarette, showered, and changed his clothes. He was drying his wet hair when he heard the sound of a car outside. He was about to leave when the door opened and Kang Il-hyun entered.

    With a cigarette in his mouth and a cake in one hand.

    He looked at the replica of Ja-kyung standing by the window and immediately took off the sheet. It was made so similar that it felt like facing a cloned human. He looked up and down at the model and looked satisfied.

    “I really like it.”

    He put the cake down and flipped the model around. Ja-kyung had no idea what he was going to do, but he pulled the model’s pants down. The tattoo on the hip and the dimple-like fan mark on it are made identical. He stroked the area with his hand before reaching down and fondling his ass.

    Ja-kyung hated it and yelled at him to stop, and he turned around with a sad expression on his face.

    “As expected, I should have plucked out the eyeballs and put them in.”

    Il-hyun pointed at Ja-kyung with a cigarette between his fingers. He was smiling, but there was a glint of danger in his eyes.

    “I’m warning you, I won’t let you go if you look at anyone other than me that way from now on.”

    “…”

    He had previously appeared mesmerized by Kang Yoo-jung. No, it was natural for a man to be attracted to a beautiful woman. His eyes move on their own. He couldn’t help himself. He wanted to argue, but he was afraid of getting his eyeballs plucked out on the spot.

    Ja-kyung clicked his tongue inwardly. Given what he did to his own sister, Choi Ki-tae’s head was probably cut for a reason other than rage.

    “Is your sister… gone?”

    “She’s gone. The manager is here to pick her up.”

    “The manager?”

    “The resort is owned by the company.”

    People greeted him everywhere he went, leading Ja-kyung to assume he was a VIP customer, but he wasn’t.

    So why come here and suffer when they could have stayed there in the first place? After all, one side of the living room was now completely destroyed. He placed the cake on the table and crushed the cigarette in the ashtray.

    “Tomorrow is… your birthday?”

    “Yeah.”

    “You should have told me.”

    “Why. You want to get me a present?”

    Ja-kyung remained silent. If he says he will, this person may request something else. He would have prepared a small gift if he had known ahead of time. Il-hyun is his employer after all. Il-hyun approached and sat on the bed. He spoke with a small sigh right next to him.

    Actually, I don’t like birthdays. They remind me of my unfortunate past when I wasn’t loved by my mother.”

    He rested his head on Ja-kyung’s shoulder with an upset expression. Aah, whenever this person does this, it’s fucking scary. Il-hyun rubbed his cheek against his shoulder and continued talking in a sad voice.

    “I guess I shouldn’t have been born.”

    Ja-kyung flinched. In contrast to his sad voice, his lips draw closer. Ja-kyung thought he was going to kiss him but instead licked him from his lower jaw to his cheek, then stepped back and smiled. When Ja-kyung felt at ease,

    “I’ll wash up and come back. Let’s have a birthday party.”

    “A party…?”

    “I want you to celebrate my birth with your whole body.”

    Except for everything, only the words ‘whole body’ could be clearly heard. He swallowed his saliva nervously. Il-hyun gave a vague smile and entered the bathroom. With a slap on his face, Ja-kyung, who was left alone, only looked at the cake in front of him.

    Oh shit, I feel like I’m going to suffer.

    His tailbone still hurts, no way… probably not… In the house where it was almost destroyed… Oh, please… Let’s pretend to sleep first. Ja-kyung pulled the blanket over himself and closed his eyes, but let alone sleep, his mind became more and more clear.

    His ears perked up in the direction of the bathroom. He squeezed his eyes shut as he heard the bathroom door open. The blanket was pulled from beneath his feet, so he clung to it with all his might, but it was useless. Finally, the blanket was stripped away, and he got up. Kang Il-hyun, who had just gotten out of the shower, lowered his brows and looked sad.

    “Are you tired? It’s my birthday.”

    Ja-kyung bit his teeth. It was only tens of minutes ago that he said he didn’t like birthdays. He looked at the time and it was past 12. He just wanted to sleep, but he was not in the mood to back down. After a tense battle of nerves, Ja-kyung reluctantly sat down at the table and took out the cake.

    The cake was as white as the first snow. As Il-hyun lights the candle, he dips his finger in whipped cream and brings it to his mouth. He sticks out his tongue and licks his fingers after sucking. Il-hyun’s eyes sparkled. He looked like he could eat him at any moment.

    Il-hyun looked at him, dipped his finger in the cream again, and handed it out.

    “Do you want to taste it too?”

    “I… I will eat it myself.”

    Ja-kyung refused moderately, but this person stood up and took off his gown. His erect dick sprang to the surface. Ja-kyung frowned and blatantly showed disgust. They should do a drug test on him, otherwise, it wouldn’t be standing like that every time if it wasn’t for that.

    Il-hyun drove his dick into the cake before lighting the candles. Ja-kyung’s face hardened. His dick was covered in whipped cream when he pulled it out. Ja-kyung considered lighting his dick instead of the candle, but he gave up because he didn’t want to risk his life over this.

    The uneasy premonition that it would not be, was gradually becoming a reality.

    “Still, it’s my birthday, I should get a present, right?”

    Ja-kyung raised his eyes and glared at him.

    “Instead, I’ll only let you have one present.”

    That means if Ja-kyung did it with his mouth, Il-hyun wouldn’t touch his ass. After a short deliberation, the decision was made.

    That’s right, it’s his birthday. He gave them a lot of money, and he was caught while running away, but Il-hyun didn’t kill him.

    Every time Ja-kyung heard him say that he was unhappy, and even though he was a total bastard who lied and sold his dead mother, it reminded him of his own childhood.

    He didn’t know why. Both of them were equally lonely and unhappy, and Kang Il-hyun would have been better than himself. At least he didn’t have to tear open a cardboard box to eat out of hunger.

    Nonetheless, he wished to console him in his childhood, if only for a brief moment.

    Ja-kyung knelt down in front of Il-hyun. Opening his mouth, he pressed the tip of Il-hyun’s dick to his lips. He stuck out his tongue and lightly licked it. It tasted sweet from the cream. He lifted his eyes and met Il-hyun’s lustful eyes.

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