Secret relationships are known to be tragic but not as tragic as the one kept by Taeil and Donghyuck who happened to be professor and student which made their relationship forbidden. As well as exploiting Taeil's marriage with his beloved husband, Jungwoo Kim. When Jungwoo finds out about their secret including Donghyuck's unborn child in Taeil's womb, he decides to take revenge, as well as to get his husband back. Jungwoo eventually encounters Mark, a wealthy young man and Donghyuck's obsessive lover, studying in the same college as him. Mark offers Jungwoo to help him with the plan which Jungwoo avoids at first but goes ahead later on and they together proceed with their planning. However, things start unrolling in unexpected ways when Jungwoo and Mark start falling for each other and that's how the four souls start searching for their final destination which was already their predestination.
"Is this the all amount you got today?" A hoarse voice asked, sounding pissed.
"Y-yes dad. This is all I could earn today." A boy around his teenage said while averting his father's eyes.
The elder man threw the cash on the boy making the younger flinch. "Useless bastard! This was all you could do? I'm here carrying all your shits and you can't even help me!"
"I'm sorry. I am sorry dad. I will do more hard work. I will earn more and give you every single won."
The father just groaned and pushed the boy to the ground. The latter groaned at the painful thud but he still kept his apologies continued. "Don't you fucking call me your dad! I regret marrying that whore who just created another bloody useless creature like you and threw your load on me! She flew away with her living ATM and left you behind because she knew that you'd be nothing but just a living burden." He shouted grumpily which made the younger boy cry a little. He then crawled and started collecting the shattered money. "I'm forgiving you this time. But you must give me more tomorrow or it won't take me much to kick you out of my house, Jungwoo." The man then stood after collecting all the money and left while sipping on his beer bottle.
Jungwoo got up and dusted himself. Dusting all the dirt of his father away. His own father disgusted him. His parents disgusted him. They were literally no one but people who made him and disowned without any valid reasons. His mother was truly just a gold digger who left him to his selfish, alcoholic father. He never cared how Jungwoo was or what he needed. All he wanted was just money from him without even making him capable enough.
Jungwoo worked himself to pay his fees, meals and even rent to his own father. Thankfully, he was born with God gifted talent, graffiti. Jungwoo had passion for creating aesthetic figures on the surfaces which led him to the world of graffiti art. It helped him with earning some little amount as well as getting him into troubles when he drew on walls publicly. But he didn't care. His life was already a mess and he didn't mind messing it even more.
But still, he was fed up with all the buzz, stress, headache and pain of his daily life. He didn't want to live with such a monster and his nonstop hatred towards him. He'd be kicked out anyways if he wouldn't pay the monster. So, one night Jungwoo decides to leave the hell by himself.
Well, he just didn't leave his home like a vulnerable lost kid. He stole all his father's money or more like his own money, as a punishment to the said man.
He decided not to run at some friend since he literally has no true friends. All his known people were just as selfish as his parents.
He found some random public apartment nearby his school and kept his work continued and even got some better offers by the time that helped him in many ways with his living and he finally hoped that he would have a stress less and carefree life.
He was wrong. It's been a few years, he studied in the art field and was almost a university student and he did have a stable job by then. Yet, he still had stress, frustration, unknown pain and of course, his landlady's regular rant.
Knock knock!
Jungwoo sighed tiredly assuming who could be the visitor, already. He opened the door and showed the most artificial smile he could show. The woman in front of didn't have it at all. "Mr.
Jungwoo Kim, may you tell which day is this?"
"Of course not Valentine's day but I could be your paid boyfriend if you're feeling lonely in your life, Miss. Joy."
"Mind your tongue. It is the day when you were supposed to be paying your rent which is due since three freaking months!"
Jungwoo frowned, not processing the latter's rant at all. "Oh my why! I'll pay soon." He said and was about to close the door on the woman's face but the lady crooked her sandal in between to prevent the act. "Not soon. You must pay it by tomorrow otherwise you'll find yourself out of this house. And wait, did you drink and smoke in my apartment again? Have I not asked you to not do such things here? You got enough money to do those ridiculous things but not to pay my rent?"
Oh yes. That was the exact reason as to why he was running out of money even after earning enough.
"Oh... Have you? My bad! Well, I don't have any money on me right now, but you can keep my champagne bottles. They are worth the same. Would you?"
The lady made a disgusted face and shook her head. "No, thanks. One week. The maximum time I'm giving you. And I don't want any of your bullshit by then. Especially this mess here." She pointed at the bottles and crumbs of cigarettes in his living room. "Good night and good luck." She then left and the man exhaled in relief while closing the door. He needed his regular jam and some fine sleep.
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After a load of mess, it was finally the very first day of university. Jungwoo hoped that at least this tims nothing will go wrong but only smooth and right. But he was again proved wrong as soon as he stumbled into a stranger on the very first day.
He was about to speak his pretty words to the stranger but the latter was fast enough.
"Apologies, Sir. I am a fresher here and just lost my way and I was getting late so I couldn't focus on my steps. I hope you are okay?"
Jungwoo would lie if he wouldn't say that the man looked like a lost and helpless toddler from the kindergarten. He wanted to coo at the man but he didn't forget that he was actually the reason for him getting late for his class.
"It's okay. I'm fine."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."