Boiling Desire (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
“Just now, do you know what you bumped into?”
Seo Ah’s flustered gaze drifted toward the space between his legs….
Ha Joon began to suspect she might not be as innocent as he’d assumed.
“What are you looking at right now?”
Oops. Where am I even looking? Seo Ah’s pupils wavered, unable to find their focus, and her already flushed body burned hotter, to the point she was nearly sweating.
“You know exactly what you bumped into.”
“I-I made a mistake! You made a mistake too this morning!”
A mistake? Ha Joon’s expression remained perfectly composed as his mind raced. He wasn’t the type to make careless errors like that….
Ah. She must be referring to this morning—when he’d caught her as she wobbled getting down from the display cabinet, and his hand had accidentally brushed against her chest. He’d thought she wouldn’t mention it since she hadn’t shown any reaction then, and he’d just let it go.
But Seo Ah had brought it up herself—and immediately regretted it. He, too, had tried to quietly let it pass without comment, but now a similar incident had happened, and his persistent questioning left her no choice.
Afraid she’d be helplessly overwhelmed if this continued, she tried to sit up—
—but Ha Joon planted his hands on either side of her body, pressing close.
Flustered by his suddenly near face, Seo Ah instinctively leaned back a little.
But the more she pulled away, the closer he moved toward her.
Just like that day six years ago.
Back then they’d been standing; now they sat on the floor.
Every time Seo Ah leaned farther back, Ha Joon matched her movement, until her back finally met the closet door.
When had he ever looked at her with contempt? And why did he now seem so desperate, like some lovesick fool! Overwhelmed by his intense gaze, Seo Ah squeezed her eyes shut.
But his next words made her instantly regret it.
“Does this mean you’re asking for a kiss?”
Startled, Seo Ah opened her eyes and, without thinking, swung her hand.
A sharp “Slap!” echoed, followed by suffocating silence—only then could Seo Ah finally escape from him.
“Hah.”
Left alone, Ha Joon let out a dry chuckle.
Trying to kiss his own wife and getting slapped instead—had he just kissed her, he’d feel far less bitter.
It was the first time in his life he’d ever been slapped. The sound hadn’t even been that loud, nor did it hurt much; his head hadn’t even turned.
Yet the shock was immense. He genuinely thought kissing her would be fine, but instead, after stirring him up completely, she’d slipped effortlessly from his grasp—and he found himself helplessly outmaneuvered, a role entirely unfamiliar to him.
The next morning.
Ha Joon had again fallen asleep in his study. He didn’t think he could just lie beside her and sleep peacefully.
There were other rooms available, but sleeping in the study could be explained as dozing off while working—whereas sleeping in another room would look like he was deliberately avoiding her. People might think their relationship was truly terrible.
In truth, he’d worked until exhaustion overtook him, so he hadn’t slept much and woke up far too soon.
Sleeping only two or three hours a day had been his habit since childhood. He’d always ranked first in school, started business training early, and kept close watch over company affairs.
With so much on his mind, he suffered from insomnia. He relied on medication just to get two or three hours of rest—and even then, he never slept deeply.
Wide awake and in high spirits, he headed toward the room where Seo Ah was sleeping, curious about what new sleeping posture she’d be in today.
But the moment he carefully opened the door, his whole body instantly flushed hot.
Her long one-piece pajamas had rolled up past her waist.
Her pale, smooth doll-like legs, the slender waist he’d only ever felt with his hands, even her navel in the middle—everything looked unbearably cute.
And her pink underwear, matching her personality—just imagining what lay beneath it sent dangerous heat surging straight to his core.
They were married, after all—it wouldn’t be strange at all if he climbed onto the bed right now.
But then again, considering her reaction, he’d probably just end up labeled the villain again.
“Whew….”
He took a deep breath and splashed cold water on his face.
After brief hesitation, he carefully stepped toward the bed, one cautious step at a time.
As he drew closer, his mind grew hazier, but he forced himself to stay calm, gently grasped the edge of the blanket, and—very, very carefully—pulled it over her legs and stomach. He couldn’t let her catch a chill.
When Seo Ah woke up, she let out a deep sigh at the sight of her body sprawled horizontally across the bed.
“Sigh….”
She didn’t know whether she’d rotated 90 degrees, 270 degrees, or simply spun around repeatedly before settling. Judging by how cool her legs and stomach felt, her pajamas must have rolled up again.
Huh?! Rolled up?!
Alarmed, Seo Ah quickly sat up and tugged her dress hem back down. This was another one of her sleeping quirks—if she slept in a skirt, it always ended up hitched up.
Just how violently did she sleep? She seriously considered recording herself to see. She also wondered if Ha Joon had seen her like this… This really shouldn’t have happened… Damn it.
Speaking of which—had Ha Joon slept in the study again? Was there even a bed in there? She’d never been inside, but now she was curious.
What on earth was he doing alone in there? Or—was he already secretly seeing another woman behind her back?!
Then, suddenly, last night’s misdeed flashed into her mind.
‘Are you out of your mind?! Slapping him on the cheek—what were you thinking!’
When Seo Ah came downstairs after washing up, Ha Joon was already eating breakfast again. At this rate, she’d have to wake up at 4 a.m. just to keep up with his whims.
As soon as she sat down, Yeon Suk brought her rice and soup, just like yesterday.
Eating breakfast at this unfamiliar hour, Seo Ah wasn’t sure whether the food was going into her mouth or her nose.
“Will you be late again today?”
“I’m planning to come home early today.”
“So you say that, then end up late again? You’ll probably overthink it once more, try to come home early, overthink it again, and end up late anyway. Or wait—since you said that, maybe you really will come home early?”
An awkward silence hung in the air for a moment, then Ha Joon smiled faintly and spoke.
“Did you miss me? When work gets busy, I often end up late even when I want to come home early. I’ll do my best today.”
Seo Ah held her breath, surprised by his unusually gentle response. Just then, as expected, she sensed movement from the living room beyond the partition.
“Take your time eating. If I want to come home early, I should get going now.”
Seeing Ha Joon stand and glance toward the living room behind the partition before leaving confirmed her suspicion.
Did I say something I shouldn’t have? Seo Ah sighed deeply inwardly.
At the VVIP room of an upscale nail salon in Cheongdam-dong, lively chatter filled the air.
This particular salon was frequented by socialites and celebrities, and every Wednesday morning, the wives of major conglomerates gathered in the VVIP lounge to socialize.
“Is Mrs. Tae Sung not coming today?”
“I doubt she’ll show up for a while.”
Every eye turned toward In Hwa, the matriarch of KJ Group—ranked second among Korean chaebols—as she spoke.
Min Jung, the matriarch of Tae Sung Group, was always the center of attention wherever she went and adored being treated well, so she never missed these gatherings. Naturally, everyone was curious about her absence.
“Why? Has something happened?”
“She just married off her eldest son a few days ago. Both the bride and her family need to be worthy of mention. At the wedding, she seemed dreadfully humiliated.”
“I thought I was the only one who noticed! It’s strange enough for a firstborn, not even a second son.”
“I heard he rushed into it—could that be true?”
“Oh, come on. Tae Sung has nothing to lose! They probably just spun it that way in the press.”
“Unless… they’ve got some weakness being exploited? It’s hard to imagine mighty Tae Sung—rumored to have no weaknesses—agreeing so readily just because Yoo Young pushed for it. After all, their eldest son is still young.”
“If Tae Sung really does have a weakness… that’d be huge! Maybe I should try getting closer to Yoo Young.”
At that very moment, Min Jung was sitting in the adjoining room, sipping tea and listening to every word.
Though the VVIP rooms were supposed to be secure, that didn’t apply to Min Jung.
She’d anticipated this conversation, but hearing it firsthand made her blood boil. Still, she forced herself to stay calm—losing her temper here would only make their rumors seem true.
Soon after, Min Jung rose and left her room, then entered the neighboring one as if she’d just arrived.
“Oh my~! Mrs. So-and-so, you’re late~.”
Everyone immediately stood and offered warm greetings—so convincingly cheerful it was hard to believe these were the same people who’d been gossiping about her moments earlier.
“I had some business to attend to—sorry for the delay.”
As Min Jung took her seat, everyone else sat back down.
“Your daughter-in-law didn’t come with you? I was hoping to meet her today.”
At In Hwa’s blunt question, the other wives exchanged startled glances. They were all curious, but only In Hwa dared ask outright.
“She’s still in school—I plan to bring her once she graduates.”
Min Jung replied composedly.
“Oh! Right! She’s still a student. Your eldest son must really adore her—she’s so young, yet he couldn’t wait….”
“That’s right.”
Min Jung hated admitting it, but the media had already reported it that way—there was no taking it back now.
“But honestly, Mrs., you’re impressive. Your son liked her, so you married them without worrying about her family background. I could never do that—never!”
In Hwa’s sharp remark instantly chilled the atmosphere.
Min Jung calmly broke the suffocating silence that followed.
“Isn’t that perfectly natural? If Ha Joon had liked someone, I’d have approved even if she were the daughter of a small business owner. What do we have to lose that we’d need to scrutinize family backgrounds for marriage?”
This time, even In Hwa had no rebuttal—because it was simply true.
That afternoon,
Having finished the gathering, Min Jung summoned Seo Ah to vent her simmering anger. After all, if not for Seo Ah, she wouldn’t have suffered such humiliation.
Caught off guard by the sudden summons, Seo Ah was completely bewildered.
“I hear Ha Joon has slept in his study every night—from your first night until yesterday. Four nights straight.”
Seo Ah’s eyes widened in shock. She’d suspected it, but already?!
“Well… Oppa said he’s been busy with work….”
“If a husband spends too much time in his study, it won’t work—especially during the honeymoon! Starting from your very first night together? What will the staff think?”
Min Jung was also embarrassed in front of the household staff—it felt like the rumors about her son were becoming reality: that he was uninterested in women, or worse, impotent.
Suddenly, Seo Ah recalled the conversation from breakfast that morning.
So you say that, then end up late again? You’ll probably overthink it once more, try to come home early, overthink it again, and end up late anyway. Or wait—since you said that, maybe you really will come home early?
Would things have been fine if she hadn’t said that? She regretted it deeply. Why did she have to lose her temper like that!
“Why that look? Are you going to track someone down and kick them out?”
“No, it’s not like that.”
“You’re telling me because I’m your person. Otherwise, this kind of gossip would’ve leaked long ago. You know as well as I do—rumors of marital discord bring nothing good.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I hear you wake up later than Ha Joon every day, don’t even prepare his breakfast, and the two of you seem distant. Did you two fight right from day one?”
“No! Well… I mean….”
Was this even considered fighting? Or not? Calling it a fight might give her a convenient excuse….
“Don’t tell me you’re refusing even the contraception allowance I agreed to? Saying you’ll have children after graduation—that’s already generous consideration. You’ll have plenty of staff to help raise the baby. You’re still young—just finish your degree after giving birth. Or… do you want to do it now?”
“I… um….”
Just then,
Knock knock. A knock sounded at the door. She hadn’t called for anyone—?
“What is it….”
Before Min Jung could finish her sentence, the door opened.
“Ha Joon-ah. What are you doing here at this hour….”
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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Girl…. lol. How? She’s so comfortable. Haha. In a deep sleeper too but this? I’m giving the crown to her. Haha 🤣
I’m cackling…. Hahaha 😂 He better be pretending to sleep. Hahaha… I can’t imagine this. Lmfao.
I’m feeling giddy imagining all of this too. lol. Who wouldn’t?