Deal Breaker - Chapter 40
“Ahh, uh…”
That man was worrying for nothing. Experiencing her first time with him wasn’t shocking at all. The feeling of being completely filled, both body and heart, was just good—nothing else.
“Ah, I like it so much.”
Hyeji blurted out her true feelings before she could stop herself, then quickly shut her mouth. Kanghyeon watched as her big eyes darted away to avoid his gaze, biting his own lip to hold back the same words.
At first, why was it so tight?
Now, why does it feel so good?
The sensation was different, fundamentally so.
Her snug inner walls gripped the pillar of flesh as if becoming one, clinging to him everywhere they met, sending tingling sparks through her body. Every nerve ending along his s***t seemed to throb.
This feeling. It was the first time. Kanghyeon watched the Guide who instinctively arched her hips, as if trying to consume him with her insides.
Noh Hyeji. She was definitely his matching Guide. They hadn’t even reached climax yet, but just maintaining the union had progressed the guiding quite a bit.
He felt better than he had since his awakening. It was like the perpetual fog in his head was finally starting to lift.
He wondered just how powerful the effect would be if he went all the way in. Could he possibly return to the state right after awakening? Maybe that was wishful thinking. It was a guiding method more famous for rumors than truth, but the thought made him hope.
He’d heard rumors of Espers addicted to high-match physical guiding. They said it was no different than a drug. Some, blinded by the effect, would give their entire fortune to their Guide, or even kidnap and imprison them.
It was certainly powerful, but he didn’t think it was that extreme. He’d just decided those stories were urban legends, exaggerated by people’s imaginations, when his mind suddenly changed.
“Ha—!”
Just as Hyeji convulsed and reached her peak, a sudden heat surged through their joined bodies, swallowing him whole. Thump, thump. The pulse shook his entire body.
Hyeji, who had been languidly closing her eyes, now opened them wide, panting, and said,
“I’m scared…”
Maybe she was swept up in the same heat, but Kanghyeon couldn’t say it was okay. He was just as overwhelmed by this primal sensation he’d never felt before.
That was when he realized.
The true guiding of this woman was just beginning now.
His vision went white, and the unstable, wavering waves inside him suddenly calmed. His mind melted. What had been reduced to mush was instantly restored to perfect form. The cracks that had accumulated in his mind over the years due to his excessive powers vanished without a trace.
It felt like being born anew. As soon as he defined it that way, Kanghyeon looked down at the woman who had become one with him, eyes wide in disbelief.
This makes no sense.
Just once, sleeping with this woman, he was taken back to the very day he first awakened as an Esper.
Even after the guiding ended, he couldn’t move for a long time, frozen in that position. In his gaze, fixed on this harmless woman, there was a new emotion he’d never felt before.
Harmless, he thought.
But how could someone who kills and revives me with a single climax be called harmless?
One of the Esper instincts that had lain dormant, waiting to meet the right Guide, was waking up.
Obsession? No. Possessiveness? Not that either.
In an unguarded moment, I’ll hand you my leash. The moment I show a weakness, you’ll dominate me.
The name of that instinct is fear.
It was an emotion he had to hide from his Guide.
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“Do you remember what you said back then?”
“’It’s over, ahjussi’?”
“Calling a 26-year-old ‘ahjussi’—unbelievable.”
“To a twenty-year-old, anyone with a car, a house, and a company is an ahjussi.”
She’d thought he was her Daddy Long Legs then, but that was a mistake. Han Kanghyeon wasn’t Noh Hyeji’s Daddy Long Legs. He was everyone’s Daddy Long Legs.
Twenty-year-old Noh Hyeji had hoped the ending of that novel would become her own. Not anymore.
To 26-year-old Noh Hyeji, Han Kanghyeon was nothing more than a well-paying employer and an Esper who was good at s*x.
He was good at kissing, too.
As dawn broke, Hyeji, lying alone in the hotel bed, kept touching her lips with her fingertips.
Would he have s*x with her but not want to kiss her?
No. She hadn’t disliked it.
It just wasn’t in the job description, so there was no reason to do it.
Maybe it was because of their high match rate, but kissing was more electrifying than she’d imagined.
“I told you it wasn’t over yet.”
The way he kissed her—as if he’d been holding back for a long time and couldn’t anymore, as if he’d been waiting for this very moment—was striking, like someone gripped by possessiveness.
But that must be a mistake.
Han Kanghyeon didn’t feel possessiveness toward his Guide. If anyone was a monk, it was probably him.
She needed more spiritual cultivation as a Guide.
A Guide who lives fine without an Esper has no reason to be possessive of one, but a Guide will always feel a sense of domination. Hyeji, for her part, had always been greedy for money but not for people, so even as a Guide, she felt little urge to dominate her Esper.
Still, if her Esper acted as if he’d die without his Guide, then the Guide couldn’t help but feel a thrill, instinctively.
Maybe she was looking for that in her Esper after all. But can you squeeze water from a dry towel? Good grief.
No, she didn’t like it.
She liked kissing. She didn’t like her boss.
She liked s*x. Her boss… well?
She liked money. She wanted it. She wanted her boss’s money, too. Of course, legally.
But she didn’t want her boss himself. Even if he gave her a blank check.
