Even while conversing with his secretary, Yoojoon’s eyes would meet Rajin’s, flashing a bright smile. Not content with just that, he cut his lobster and placed a piece on Rajin’s plate, acting like a caring boyfriend.
The edge of the white plate stained with blood, where a plump piece of lobster lay.
Rajin hesitated to touch it.
She then remembered the day she refused his shrimp dish.
That day, Yoojoon had the Chinese restaurant chef fired, blatantly. Officially due to the chef’s lack of skills, but it was essentially a warning to Rajin.
Refusing even a small favor could lead to any consequence, a lesson in the whims of Kim Yoojoon, who could grant or take jobs at will. Dizziness overwhelmed her.
“Rajin.”
Faced with his expectant look, she couldn’t delay any longer. Instead of unleashing hell on an unknown chef, she put the damned lobster in her mouth.
“How is it?”
“Melts in the mouth.”
Rajin almost didn’t chew the lobster, swallowing it quickly. It seemed to stick in her throat, leaving her breathless.
“Want more?”
“That’s enough. Would you like this?”
She cut the steak she didn’t want and placed it on his plate.
This unnecessary exchange felt like a lovers’ charade. His actions nearly provoked her to laugh.
“Hyun Director.”
Yoojoon spoke while taking a bite of the steak Rajin offered.
“Yes, Executive Director.”
“I’ve been meaning to meet with the Deputy Chief Prosecutor. Let’s at least make an impression.”
The sudden prospect of the meeting ending soon made Rajin’s heart flutter.
‘Maybe I can leave soon.’
Why was Kim Yoojoon, Executive Director of Myungjin Group, who splits his day into minutes, wasting time here? Who wanted this?
He always unilaterally set appointments, disregarding Rajin’s schedule.
Moreover, he chose menus she didn’t want, only allowing her to leave after finishing. It had become his unchanging rule.
‘How long will I be dragged around like this?’
Though she strongly questioned herself, she couldn’t easily find an answer.
Under the grandiose name of business, many things were entangled with Rajin, from her agency to drama investments, all linked to Kim Yoojoon’s financial strings, like invisible leashes around her neck.
“I’ll tell Secretary Kim to wait.”
While enduring the two men’s tedious conversation, Rajin gently swirled her crystal glass. The heavy aroma of grape wafted past her nose.
“Executive Director, would 15 minutes later be okay?”
Yoojoon nodded at his secretary’s question, then turned his gaze towards Rajin.
“Rajin.”
Her eyes widened at his gentle voice.
“Shall we wait while having dessert? It won’t take long.”
She almost blurted out ‘no’.
Just making eye contact was dreadful enough, let alone staying longer. If she didn’t cut it off here, she’d end up accompanying him for dessert and even to her doorstep. Anxious to prevent that, she hastily responded.
“You’re busy. Please go ahead with your work.”
Hiding her trembling heart, she curled up the corners of her mouth.
“We haven’t met in a while. Barely even finished our meal.”
He gently rubbed Rajin’s smooth fingernails. His gaze tightened, contrasting with the softness of his touch, akin to a bug crawling up her leg.
Rajin curled her eyes into crescents, trying not to reveal her negative feelings.
“I already had the lobster you gave me. That’s enough.”
The more she emphasized its deliciousness, the more her legs trembled. Yet, she maintained a beaming face and continued her act.
“But looking at your plate, it’s still full.”
“…I’m full.”
“That won’t do. You should at least have your favorite cake. Hyun Director.”
As Yoojoon raised his hand, Rajin quickly interjected.
“I have a shoot tomorrow.”
“A shoot?”
“Yes. A cosmetic print ad.”
An overlooked schedule suddenly came to mind. It was the most fitting excuse.
“What time?”
“In the morning.”
His head tilted slightly. Rajin inadvertently gulped, seeing his smile vanish.
“That’s at 2 PM, Rajin.”
“…….”
“Is there a reason you’re making up excuses?”
How long had he been keeping track of her schedule?
If he knew yet pretended not to, was it a trap to catch her in a bigger lie? A vague sense of unease made her heart pound.
“Are you trying to avoid being with me?”
The right answer, ‘yes,’ circled in her mind, but provoking him would do no good.
“No. I need to get skin treatments for the cosmetic ad.”
“Again?”
“Close-up shots require more preparation than other ads.”
“Enough to ignore my request to wait?”
Instead of asking if it was important, he furrowed his brow.
A stark warning. If she didn’t satisfy him now, there was no telling when today’s meeting would end.
Having known him for eight years, the data she had accumulated never matched her expectations.
He could be smiling one moment, then his eyes would flash with fire the next. It was impossible to pinpoint what set him off or how to appease him. Just like now.
“Park Rajin.”
“It’s not about ignoring. I just don’t want to disturb you.”
He nodded as if prompting her to continue. She scrambled for words.
“Oppa’s work needs to go well to be recognized by the chairman.”
He chuckled lightly, breaking the tense air.
Was it the word ‘oppa’? Then maybe a bit more?
Desperate to conclude the meeting, Rajin whispered insincere words, mixing objective facts with sweet exaggerations. Then, when their eyes met, she curled them like crescents.
What was she doing, she wondered, overwhelmed by self-loathing.
“Oppa is the real key figure in Myungjin…”
“Rajin.”
“Yes?”
“Do you want to go up to the suite room?”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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