Love is Madness (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 6
“I’m telling you… I’m only going to love you. Just love—nothing else.”
Every time Tae Joon spoke, a fiery warmth radiated from their touching lips, spreading intensely.
His low, murmured voice melted directly onto her lips, vanishing like formless cotton candy.
Seo Rin’s spine stiffened abruptly, arching her back instinctively to distance herself from him. But such trivial resistance was utterly futile.
Because his lips instantly caught up to hers, silently swallowing her breath.
“Huh…”
She momentarily stopped breathing. In that instant, a sensation both unfamiliar and yet achingly familiar flooded her mind, instantly paralyzing her rationality.
His hot breath parted her lips, brushing against delicate membranes and filling her mouth completely—a breath as sweet and scorching as the voice that had enchanted her ears.
She couldn’t regain her senses. Those sensations, seemingly new yet deeply familiar, unearthed memories she’d long buried deep within.
Yes, Kang Tae Joon was exactly this kind of man.
He’d appeared lightly like the warm San Francisco sunshine, seeped in deeply like rich coffee aroma, and clung so stubbornly that no matter how hard she tried to wash him away, he refused to fade—impossible to escape.
Just one tiny stimulus, and she already felt transported back to that time.
Back to the moment of their first kiss.
Back to the instant they first shared love.
The emotions returned with such vivid intensity that the past eight years might as well have never existed—how she’d fallen for him, how blissfully happy she’d been. Those tiny memories now pierced her like thorns.
Tae Joon hadn’t changed at all. His kiss, gently penetrating and persistently melting, remained just as devastatingly lethal as before—gentle yet utterly irresistible.
Her legs, which had stood firm only moments ago, went limp, forcing her to grab his lapels just to keep from collapsing.
She couldn’t even think of pushing him away. She was already helplessly lost in the sensations he offered.
A warm, thick energy gathered in her lower abdomen, raising her body temperature by two or three degrees. Under its warm, sticky grip, her body felt like it might melt into liquid.
What was she supposed to do?
Her mind still ordered her to push him away, yet her body had long since surrendered, utterly bewitched by his touch.
This shouldn’t be happening. It really shouldn’t.
Seo Rin was no longer the naive college student of eight years ago. Having crossed into her thirties, she’d reached an age where responsibilities outweighed desires, where protecting others mattered more than being cared for herself.
This more mature version of her had realized that love could no longer be an option in her life.
Yet Tae Joon remained tenacious with her, refusing to let go as if determined to reaffirm his will once more.
The kiss grew deeper and hotter with time. Still unsatisfied, Tae Joon pulled her waist closer to deepen the kiss further and fixed his other hand firmly on the nape of her neck.
As if everything until now had merely been an appetizer. As if the main course were only just beginning.
Her mind instantly flashed a red warning light, reading his intention clearly.
Afraid she’d be sucked in so deeply she’d never escape, Seo Rin finally released his lapels—the only thing keeping her trembling body upright—and pushed against his chest.
Only then did his searing breath, which had threatened to consume her, retreat.
Seizing that brief opening, Seo Rin gasped for air.
“Tae Joon, just—just wait a moment…”
He straightened his posture, which had been leaning toward her. But an invisible, taut thread still stretched tightly between them, thick with tension.
If either of them reached out to snap that thread, they might cross a river from which there’d be no return.
“Huh…”
A soft sigh escaped her swollen lips, puffed from the intense kiss. A cold breeze drifted between them, yet it couldn’t erase the heat that still scorched their skin.
Still panting from the lingering warmth he’d left behind, Seo Rin deliberately lowered her gaze to regain her composure—careful not to meet his eyes.
She needed to break free from this deadly emotion. Unlike eight years ago, she was now far too vulnerable to let herself be mindlessly drawn into him again.
And reminding herself of her current position was the surest way to call back her scattered reason.
As primal sensations receded, cold rationality settled in. Only then could she think clearly again.
She looked up at him with steady eyes. Unlike her, whose emotions now teetered on the edge of explosion from just one kiss, he remained astonishingly calm.
How dare he shake her to her core while looking so utterly unaffected?
It infuriated her.
“Tae Joon, I didn’t come here for this.”
“I know.”
“Then…?”
Tae Joon answered her slightly irritated question with eyes dark as ink.
“I just felt my intentions might have been misunderstood.”
“…”
“You clearly expressed your stance. I merely expressed mine.”
Yes. If that was his goal, he’d succeeded perfectly. Now she understood all too well what he wanted.
But that only made her heart heavier toward him. She might need to take his hand to survive right now, yet she had no idea where that path would ultimately lead.
Would he win, promising to love and only love? Or would she win, steadfastly refusing to fall in love again?
Or would this man become the shield and spear in her life—or its fatal poison?
Everything had blurred into uncertainty with just one kiss.
Just one kiss.
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Meanwhile, at that very moment.
Chairman Baek sat facing Director Hwang in the spot Seo Rin had abruptly left without even finishing dinner.
“What’s the status with The MG?”
“We’ve kept trying to reach them, but there’s been no response. Are we absolutely certain The MG will attend the special shareholders’ meeting?”
“They said they would, so they will. In this situation, The MG is the biggest variable—they reportedly hold around 8%. If The MG sides with Seo Rin, our plan fails completely.”
“What about Madam Son Mi Joo, who holds just over 3%?”
At Director Hwang’s question, Chairman Baek set down his sake cup and bit his lip.
“Hmm, that stubborn old woman…”
That single phrase alone made it clear he’d failed to sway Madam Son.
Granted, the eccentric and famously obstinate elder hadn’t inspired much hope from the start—but still, now their only remaining target was The MG. Hence, contact with The MG had become even more urgent.
“Do we have any information about the representative who’ll attend on their behalf?”
“Yes. The MG is apparently quite famous in the U.S. There are rumors their CEO is a Korean-American, but they’re so reclusive hardly anyone’s seen their face.”
“Regardless, we must prevent The MG from siding with Seo Rin at all costs—even if they don’t join us.”
Chairman Baek spoke firmly. Director Hwang’s snake-like eyes widened slightly as he raised his sake cup.
“Don’t worry, Chairman. A firm with genuine investment acumen won’t foolishly side with some green young woman, especially with you firmly in place. Right?”
Director Hwang was right. No matter how talented Seo Rin might be, she couldn’t possibly overcome his decades of experience. Any discerning investor would surely reject her.
Yet he still felt uneasy.
A nameless anxiety coiled in his gut, slowly tightening around his throat.
Was it because he’d seen traces of young Chairman Baek in Seo Rin today?
Or because she herself appeared far too formidable?
He couldn’t say. But Seo Rin had shown not even a sliver of hesitation against the seasoned Chairman Baek.
“Bold little bitch.”
The curse slipped out involuntarily.
Knowing exactly who it targeted, Director Hwang silently nodded in agreement.
But Chairman Baek wasn’t content with just muttering curses. He couldn’t forget the sharpness in Seo Rin’s dark eyes from earlier today.
Just what did she think she had to act so arrogantly?
He’d probably need to assign someone to watch her closely.
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A jazz bar in Cheongdam-dong.
Tae Joon and Seo Rin had to change locations—or rather, Seo Rin simply couldn’t stay there any longer. Beneath the black night sky, his pheromones were too potent; she feared being completely entranced.
If marriage was inevitable—and especially if their visions of marriage differed so drastically—gaining the upper hand was crucial. And to do that, she needed an immediate shift in atmosphere.
Yet even under dim lighting, Tae Joon only looked more formidable. His broad, sturdy shoulders filled out his suit perfectly, and his unwavering black eyes raised her tension to suffocating levels.
At least she took some comfort in the fact that he wouldn’t recklessly kiss her again here, not with others watching.
“You used to hate alcohol—even one drink made the world spin. Seems you’ve changed.”
As he broke the silence, watching her stare wordlessly at her strong cocktail, Seo Rin finally met his gaze—her eyes heavy with tangled emotions.
“Are your twenties the same as your thirties? Back then, I was clueless, just starting to breathe outside the world. But not now. Sometimes you just have to swallow hard liquor.”
Like right now.
Though she left the last part unsaid, Tae Joon faintly curved the corners of his lips in a knowing half-smile.
“Feels like I’m the hard liquor to you.”
“You’re right. I won’t deny it. At this very moment, you’re the hard liquor I must drink—though I’d rather not.”
“I’m listening.”
Seeing she had more to say, Tae Joon willingly gave her the floor. Yet that didn’t make him seem any less formidable.
In the dim light, shadows carved his face into that of a black panther—dangerous and coiled, like a predator holding its breath just before the hunt.
So she chose her next words with extra care.
“I can get married. No—actually, I will marry you. But not now.”
“…”
“It hasn’t even been long since Father passed. The timing’s terrible. We’ll need time before holding a wedding.”
“I understand. That makes sense.”
“Let’s hold the wedding one year from now.”
Thankfully, he nodded easily. It was a relief, as always, that he remained a man of reason—then and now.
“And there’s one more thing I’d like to ask.”
Shamelessly, Seo Rin pressed on to secure everything she needed. Only then would drinking this ‘hard liquor’ be worth it.
“For now, I’d like us to keep our relationship a secret. With everything happening at the company, I don’t want to give the board any unnecessary ammunition.”
Everything was too delicate right now. If they’d been openly dating for a while, it might be different—but Tae Joon’s sudden reappearance would hardly be viewed favorably by others, regardless of reason.
Especially not by the board members or shareholders.
Of course, she knew her request was unfairly one-sided. But until her position was firmly secure, she wouldn’t allow even the slightest variable.
“How long do you plan to keep it secret?”
“Until the special shareholders’ meeting.”
“Fine. We’ll do it.”
Again, he agreed far too easily. Seo Rin’s eyes widened. Despite getting everything she asked for, why did she feel like she’d somehow lost?
Was it just the lingering effect of that kiss?
“Because marrying you isn’t a prerequisite for loving you.”
Apparently so. That kiss still hadn’t faded—every time she heard the word “love” leave his lips, her heart stung.
Her conscience instinctively prickled, knowing she couldn’t give him what he truly wanted.
She genuinely regretted it—but for now, she had to survive first. So she chose to set aside her conscience, just for a while.
“Thank you.”
Not naturally warm or eloquent enough to express her feelings more fully, she settled for those simple words.
As she lowered her gaze, a slow but clear voice quietly slipped into her ear.
“But… I have a condition too.”
“…”
“While a wedding isn’t mandatory, my desire to marry you remains unchanged.”
“…”
“So let’s register our marriage first—just the two of us.”
His voice was low, yet carried undeniable strength.
So powerful she couldn’t possibly ignore it—it jolted her mind into sharp clarity.
Seo Rin firmly gripped her cocktail glass, then released it.
She understood Tae Joon perfectly. And she clearly saw why he was so adamant about marriage.
To him, marriage was a kind of ‘safety measure’—to ensure she could never walk away from him unilaterally again.
Or perhaps, to make sure he’d never be left behind alone again.
Knowing she couldn’t refuse his proposal, she finally nodded.
“Alright… let’s do it.”
Thus, their marriage—marked by such starkly different temperatures toward love—
“Let’s file the marriage registration.”
Was finalized.
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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