Thrilled by Madness (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 4
Between one glass and two glasses of wine, So Yeon and Seo Jun ended up talking quite a lot.
“You’re trying to take on a job that most people couldn’t handle with ordinary grit, Miss Eom So Yeon. Being an actress isn’t just what it looks like on the surface.”
“What job isn’t tough? You just have to push through with willpower. Even if it’s an unfamiliar path, as long as the goal is clear, you have to go for it. Even if the best choice ends up hurting your own foot, even if you regret it later.”
This tiny woman was surprisingly strong-willed.
That fact plunged Seo Jun into a long silence. He couldn’t trust his own feelings of being drawn to her, and now he wondered what on earth he was doing to this girl who had only just shed her teenage innocence.
The crystal lighting cast deep shadows across his sculpted face. A faint, wry smile settled over it.
It was a self-mocking laugh.
So Yeon’s face flushed as she watched that smile.
The more alcohol built up inside her, the looser So Yeon’s guard became, and the low, smooth voice that occasionally slipped from formal to casual speech felt like it was constantly tempting her.
Is this what it feels like to be in love? Does your heart float and turn all soft and strange when you’re alone with a man? Or is it just because he’s unreasonably handsome?
Her tangled thoughts made her head feel warm.
10:30 p.m.
After checking the wall clock and moving the wine glasses to one side of the table, Seo Jun stood up from the dining chair. It was time to end the drinking session.
“Now tell me. What is it you want?”
An unexpected meeting. It had begun with a request and was heading toward a price. And now he was naming that final price. So Yeon stepped close enough to almost touch the underside of Seo Jun’s towering jaw and looked straight up at him.
There hasn’t exactly been a shortage of men who’ve made my heart race like this. Even if I don’t know romance, couldn’t he at least teach me something close to “love”? Even if I regret it later, wouldn’t the regret be a little smaller? And I don’t think I’ll ever meet another man who pulls at me this strongly again…
The harsh voice of that Director Yoon or whoever he was echoed in her head again, making So Yeon’s stomach twist.
Ever since the elevator, her trembling heart had already been stolen, and her thoughts were sliding in an increasingly dangerous direction.
If he’s gone when I wake up tomorrow, this might really be the last time. That impatient feeling kept pushing her toward impulse. Maybe the warmth of another person could comfort not only her, but Seo Jun who had been betrayed in love as well.
“You definitely said ‘anything’ earlier, right?”
“I might even be more generous than that.”
The instinct of a twenty-two-year-old awakened by her first kiss was something even she didn’t understand. Emboldened by Seo Jun’s generous reply, So Yeon finally said it.
“May I… hug you? I mean… Tae Seo Jun.”
“…”
They had already kissed, so it clearly wasn’t just about a simple hug. Did he understand what her words really meant?
Seo Jun gave a soft scoff, as if he could guess what those sparkling, swaying eyes were saying.
“Haven’t you ever heard that you shouldn’t trust people too easily?”
Anyway, So Yeon had already decided that tonight would be the last time she saw Seo Jun.
“What if I said that after thinking about that too?”
“…”
Seo Jun’s heart began to pound fiercely.
His pupils shook once, wide—it was because reason faltered for a moment at her unexpected reply. But the eyes that calmed again were eerily serene and perfectly beautiful.
Devouring the prey right in front of him would be all too easy…
Seo Jun cupped her small face with his large hand and gently pressed his thumb against her full lips.
She was a woman with delicately soft skin. At the slow movement of his fingertip, her lips—now stained crimson like heated petals—parted slightly as if in bloom.
Perhaps because the hand clinging to her skin was hot, or because she was startled by the foreign sensation on her lips, So Yeon’s shoulders flinched and drew inward.
Was this how a young animal felt when caught in the savage fangs of a beast? Pierced through the heart by a man who never once lost his leisure or elegance, So Yeon could only tremble her long, thick eyelashes without moving an inch.
A moment later, when his touch finally left her face, So Yeon let out a small breath of relief through her teeth.
But that relief lasted only a second.
The moment she saw Seo Jun casually bite his own thumb, all the embarrassment became hers alone.
“Ah, no…!”
Why would he…!
In that instant of panic, the famously gentlemanly Tae Seo Jun no longer looked like a gentleman. Yet even though she couldn’t understand his actions, the problem was that she was falling madly for him as he maintained that noble demeanor.
“See? You’re already this scared from just the tip of a finger, and you still want to do something with me?”
“…”
Seo Jun softened his expression and slowly stroked the head of the speechless So Yeon with one hand.
“If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t have pretended not to see or hear, but once words and actions are out, you can’t take them back.”
He slipped both hands into his trouser pockets, bent down to her eye level, and offered advice with a kind smile that anyone would mistake for an angel with wings.
“Huh…!”
He was teasing me?
Only now understanding what was going on, So Yeon glared up at Seo Jun with wide eyes. She might look gentle, but she had her share of temper. Her small hand firmly grabbed his collar.
“What about this, then…”
He paused for a moment, but Seo Jun’s voice—far from flustered—remained perfectly smooth.
“Is the cat worrying about the mouse? You scared me, seduced me, did strange things to my lips, and now you’re telling me to stay still?”
As she spoke, So Yeon crumpled his shirt and clutched it tightly.
“You know your stuff. Anything else to say?”
Seo Jun let her do as she pleased. He found it incredibly amusing to see her confronting him as the stronger one.
“I want to do it too. What you did to me in the elevator—that!”
“…”
Seo Jun raised one eyebrow diagonally. She couldn’t even say the word “kiss” because she was embarrassed and called it “that,” so what exactly was she planning?
“Don’t move. I have the right too! You haven’t already forgotten that you’d grant anything, have you?”
What started as fluttering temptation now mixed with stubbornness. So Yeon wanted to clearly show that she was a woman too. But his face was high up. Standing on tiptoe with all her strength, her lips accurately met Seo Jun’s.
So Yeon closed her eyes tightly and waited. The dice had been thrown; now all that was left was for him to push her away.
But something was strange.
She was the one who kissed first, yet she was the one startled. He was accepting her lips without any resistance. He had even at some point wrapped his long arms around her back as if she might fall backward.
“…?”
What was this twist?
Barely opening her eyes, So Yeon met deep black pupils. Was it her imagination that his gaze holding her felt so tender? Completely unexpected, she unconsciously tilted her head as she stepped back.
“Didn’t you tell me not to move?”
“D-did I say that?”
He acted as if he didn’t remember, yet his expression said otherwise.
“Do you still want to hold me?”
“…”
Those big eyes that revealed every thought slowly closed and opened again.
Having held back so long, the spark of desire flared greatly—Seo Jun pulled So Yeon close and kissed her fiercely. Their lips locked deeply, and strong strength filled the hand gripping her small, round head.
Thump, thump, thump…
Both of their hearts pounded mercilessly.
It was an overwhelming thrill.
[This is the timeline separator]Deep in the dark dawn.
The heated hours receded, and silence arrived.
On the bed, Seo Jun gently stroked her long hair. Perhaps because his affectionate touch felt so good—So Yeon’s heart strangely ached.
“…I thought you’d be angry.”
“Why would I be?”
Seo Jun faintly frowned. If he had known it was her first time, he wouldn’t have rushed so quickly.
“I just thought you might.”
“You should have said something anyway.”
“I don’t know.”
Her tone was sulky, but it ended with a pretty smile.
“You’re stubborn. Don’t you hear that a lot?”
“Sometimes?”
“Whoever the guy is, he must get pretty frustrated.”
Seo Jun didn’t realize yet.
That the casual remark would become words he would replay in his mind countless times later.
Feeling awkward staying in his arms for so long, So Yeon wiggled her feet, and Seo Jun looked down and asked,
“How do you even walk with these feet?”
“You’ve seen me walk just fine.”
Not only were her feet small, but her ankles were so thin they looked like they’d snap with the slightest pressure. Seo Jun quickly leaned down and kissed one ankle. There was no reason—he just wanted to.
“Hee, stop it!”
So Yeon, extremely ticklish, instantly hid inside the blanket—arms, legs, and even her face that had turned red from embarrassment.
Yet when Seo Jun didn’t stop playing, she soon poked only her face out of the blanket and bit her lower lip hard, trying to look intimidating.
Far from scary, it was only adorable, and Seo Jun lunged at those lips—he clearly intended to use up the entire night.
It was just before the break of dawn.
Dressed neatly again, even putting on her coat as when she had entered, So Yeon stood by the window.
Outside, snow was still falling. From now on, just seeing snow would probably remind her of last night—So Yeon walked to the bed and silently gazed at Seo Jun.
The sleeping man’s face looked boyish and beautiful despite being an adult. Even the thick eyelashes that had refused to let her go all night now lay obediently still.
Memories of last night flooded back one by one, and So Yeon’s ears turned bright red. The fact that, even briefly, she had been Tae Seo Jun’s woman felt overwhelming, and showing him sides of herself no one else knew was terribly embarrassing.
It had been an unfamiliar one-night stand.
She had never been to a place like this, nor greeted morning together with someone, but it felt new and good. Even the pain from last night—her very first—had felt like excitement.
The room air was a bit chilly. Worried he might catch a cold, So Yeon carefully pulled the blanket over him and whispered almost inaudibly,
“They say you forget a person with another person. It’s hard right now, but if someone I like even more appears, I’ll naturally forget, right? I hope the time we spent together remains a good memory for a long time. For both you and me.”
He was her first man.
But also someone she had to forget after just one night.
Therefore, this was her final goodbye.
So Yeon quickly left the room. In front of the hotel entrance, where the overnight snow had been pushed to one side, taxis were lined up.
“Where to, miss?”
As the passenger got in, the taxi driver asked for the destination.
“Dogok-dong, please.”
So Yeon answered with a bright expression.
But her heart was anything but bright.
As intensely as she had been thrilled, she already knew she would live with equally intense longing.
[This is the timeline separator]Seo Jun woke up around the time So Yeon had completely left El Stella Hotel.
Perhaps because he had slept deeply for the first time in a while, his body felt refreshed and his mood was the best. Yet this empty feeling—what was it? It even felt cold. Clearly his side had been warm until he fell asleep, but now it wasn’t. Seo Jun looked beside him and shot upright.
The person who should naturally still be by his side—since they had fallen asleep together—was gone. Thinking she might have just stepped away from the bed for a moment, he felt where she had lain, but not even a trace of warmth remained.
There wasn’t even time to throw on a robe. Finally realizing that the lovely voice he’d heard half-asleep hadn’t been a dream, Seo Jun ran barefoot through the bedroom and searched every corner of the suite. But she was nowhere in the room. He couldn’t find her.
The only trace of her was a single memo neatly placed on the nightstand.
「Be happy anytime, anywhere. I’ll take half of your sadness and pain with me. I will become a happy person too. Tae Seo Jun… goodbye.」
Written round and pretty in her handwriting, the message was painfully simple—with not a single clue that would allow them to meet again. As if denying everything that had happened last night.
He hadn’t particularly expected anything more from her or planned what to do next.
He had simply wanted to spend a little leisurely time with her.
What food she liked, what hobbies she had, what she usually did on holidays or when she had free time, where she lived, whether the occasional contact would be okay. He wanted to have meals together, talk about those little things, and become closer to her.
He even wanted to become an innocent man excitedly experiencing first love while watching her shy reactions.
Had I ever been shaken by a woman like this, ever been this desperate? Had I ever been ruled by trivial desire? No, not even once.
He couldn’t name this feeling he had never felt even for lovers he once kept by his side. Yet even as his patience collapsed in an instant, the sensation wasn’t bad.
But what the hell is this!
She shook me senseless with those sparkling eyes. Melted my heart completely with an angelic smile. And then vanished without a word? Are you saying I danced in the palm of your hand with your little games!
For the first time, it felt like he’d been completely played—and harshly discarded. Seo Jun’s mood was indescribably foul.
“Eom So Yeon, just what…”
Seo Jun cynically ran a hand through his forelocks and crumpled the paper in his fist.
The expression on his face as he threw it into the trash was colder and more arrogant than ever.
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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Though his gesture had been instinctive, So Yeon accepted it without resistance.
I wonder if Korean women really cry that easily. Wow, that’s exhausting.
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Finally…some communication. Love triangle at this point is surprising and yup it’s gonna be awkward 😑.
Why do I get the feeling that she’s not going to tell him? Haah
I know the revelation is not gonna happen😀, but the ml is just..🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️