“That woman? Your stepmother.”
Someone who could threaten Kang Sajun with a knife, who could wield Kang Sajun like this, a presence that could both love and hate, resent and be resentful, like the two sides of a coin for Sajun.
“Kang Sajun, should I scold that woman for you?”
Sajun chuckled as if he heard an amusing remark.
The slow-rising black pupils were clouded like a downpour on a river.
Suddenly, Sajun, who had been looking at Taehui for a long time with those eyes, turned his head abruptly.
“I saw your face, so go now.”
Taehui was dumbfounded and blinked her eyelashes quickly.
What nonsense is this?
“Don’t you like it?”
Annoyingly, Taehui, who said these words, leaned in more, and Sajun, avoiding her, covered his nose and mouth with a large hand.
“Just go today, please.”
Still not looking at me, Sajun, with a sigh-like tone, slowly pulled Taehui closer, as if reluctantly, and pulled her wrist.
When Taehui sat closer again, Sajun avoided her and repeated this several times, and Sajun’s large body pressed tightly against the edge of the sofa.
It seemed hopeless.
“I’ll get up. You won’t see my face again.”
As Sajun, who still didn’t give me a glance, sighed like a breath, Taehui sniffed the scent of my body.
Although there was no particular smell.
When Taehui sat closer again, Sajun avoided her, and as she did so repeatedly, Sajun’s large body pressed tightly against the edge of the sofa.
It seemed hopeless.
“I’ll get up. You won’t see my face again.”
As Sajun, who still didn’t give me a glance, sighed like a breath, Taehui sniffed the scent of my body.
Although there was no particular smell.
It didn’t make sense.
We were always together at times like this.
Why is Kang Sajun acting so strange after hearing what that woman said?
In a worried heart, Taehui sat closer to Sajun.
“Look at me, Kang Sajun.”
“……. ”
“Are you really not going to see me?”
“What the…!”
It happened in an instant.
My wrist was grabbed, and my body fell backward, touching the back of the sofa.
Swallowing the trembling breath, I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them to find Sajun looking down at me from above.
But the eyes, the gaze, the eyes containing me were intense.
I couldn’t speak; my throat was blocked, and no words came out.
“I wasn’t drinking soju.”
Cynically muttering, Sajun suddenly lowered his face.
Sajun’s warm lips touched the exposed neck, where long hair was tied high, and wet breath touched.
“With your neck exposed like this, emitting such a good scent, what do you expect me to do if you keep lingering?”
As he whispered while pressing his lips, a shiver ran through the delicate skin.
“I don’t think I can protect you today, so go.”
“……. ”
“Before I go crazy and rush at you.”
In that urgent whisper like a sigh, Taehui’s heart began to pound like crazy.
When Sajun slowly released the held wrist, he let it go weakly, as if he had resigned himself to Taehui leaving.
With the freed hand, Taehui pushed Sajun away, but instead of that, she wrapped her dry palm around his cheek and slowly pulled him in.
Eyes met from above and below.
Warmth and coldness, blur and clarity intertwined arbitrarily.
The vivid red eyes that were becoming clear, the uneven breath, and the warm body,
Sajun was openly emitting raw, unfiltered desire with his entire body.
I didn’t dislike it.
Your appearance that sees me as a woman, that desperately desires me.
I, too, yearn for you desperately.
So, I hoped you wouldn’t endure it and wouldn’t protect me.
Knowing that this would also become poison later, but because it would be the clearest and most precious memory.
With a deeply locked gaze, Taehui slowly spoke.
“Sajun, let’s sleep together.”
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
