You Accepted the Contract (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
At the word “trash,” Mi Joo loosened her arms that had been wrapped around him and looked at Si Yoon as if asking what he meant.
By now, Si Yoon’s once gentle eyes burned fiercely, radiating the wild intensity of a tiger.
“Hold on tight.”
“What?”
Si Yoon, seeing that Mi Joo still hadn’t grasped the situation, took her hand and placed it over the towel knot covering her body.
“It’s too early for your chest.”
His words—whether a question or muttered to himself—trailed down Mi Joo’s neckline and settled on her fully exposed chest.
‘Is this man really saying he doesn’t yet have the courage to look at a woman’s chest?’
Suddenly struck by thoughts of Si Yoon’s preferences, Mi Joo clutched the towel tighter. Regardless of his intentions or thoughts, she had no desire to expose any more of herself in this state.
In that instant, Si Yoon seized the opportunity, pulled Mi Joo’s waist toward him, and kissed her.
Mi Joo’s mind spun. She didn’t understand why she kept getting swept away by this man, but whether it was his practice, effort, or something else, the sensation was overwhelming and intense for her.
The scent rising from the woman who had just stepped out of the shower stirred Si Yoon deeply. With every slight movement of her head, the mingled fragrances of different body washes and shampoos subtly wafted up, but above all, the sweet, damp warmth of her skin radiated strongly from her cheeks and neck.
Not wanting to lose that scent, Si Yoon lightly brushed his sharp nose tip against Mi Joo’s cheek.
Seizing the opening, Mi Joo parted her lips for a breath, but Si Yoon instantly slipped inside before she could take the moment for herself.
Mi Joo’s mouth was completely filled with Si Yoon; she could only surrender every sense to him.
Though those lips sometimes spoke harsh words or sulked, in this moment, they touched each other with the utmost tenderness and softness.
Si Yoon moved his lips to Mi Joo’s cheek, showering it with gentle kisses before pressing his lips against her ear.
His cool, still-damp hair and her soft, warm ear clung to his lips and cheeks.
“Hold on tight.”
As if delivering a final warning, Si Yoon murmured lowly into Mi Joo’s ear, then trailed his lips down her neckline.
Mi Joo, who had been biting her lips and holding her breath, finally let out a shaky gasp.
That sound sent Si Yoon’s heart pounding wildly. He wanted to hear even more sultry noises escaping Mi Joo’s lips, wanted to see her cling to him desperately.
He longed to see and feel the tempting swell of her chest, yet at this very moment, why was she obeying him so well? The urge to pull away the small hand tightly gripping the towel made Si Yoon’s body burn.
What interrupted their precarious moment was the sound of a doorbell ringing.
Had it been his own home, he might have ignored it—but since someone had come looking for Mi Joo, Si Yoon reluctantly pulled his lips away from hers with visible regret.
Mi Joo still clutched the towel tightly like an obedient student. Si Yoon softly pressed his lips to her closed eyes and whispered,
“Did you hear the bell?”
When Mi Joo opened her eyes, hot breath still escaped from her plump lips. Si Yoon, unable to resist, gently sucked on her lower lip.
The bell rang again.
With another reluctant sigh, Si Yoon bit down slowly on Mi Joo’s lower lip before letting go.
But though their lips had parted, their bodies remained dangerously close.
“Are you expecting anyone?”
“No.”
Mi Joo blinked her large eyes, equally puzzled—she couldn’t think of anyone who’d visit her home at this hour.
Si Yoon lightly brushed her cheek with his thumb, then stood and walked to the desk.
He returned with a cardigan hanging over the chair and draped it over Mi Joo’s shoulders before opening the door.
Curious about who could be visiting her home at this hour, Mi Joo strained to listen.
“It’s the neighbor.”
It was an unfamiliar voice, and since she couldn’t see the person, Mi Joo had no idea which apartment they were from.
Si Yoon briefly explained that Mi Joo couldn’t come out right now, then asked what the matter was.
“Immigration officers came by for monitoring. There was apparently a report that students in this area are working—either full-time jobs or part-time—without proper visas.”
Mi Joo’s expression hardened at the news. She’d heard rumors of immigration checks, but hearing they’d actually come here suddenly brought the harsh reality of her life into sharp focus.
“They came to our place yesterday, too. They knocked on your door as well. Since we’re all international students, I got worried. Please be careful.”
“Thank you.”
Si Yoon’s reply was followed by the sound of the door closing. Mi Joo stood to head toward the closet, but her legs gave out and she sank back down.
“Just stay there.”
“Give me some clothes, please.”
“I said I’ll handle it—just sit still.”
Mi Joo’s shoulders trembled slightly. Si Yoon fastened the cardigan around her and patted her shoulder gently.
“I heard them… those immigration officers…”
“Don’t worry.”
“…”
“Let’s go to the hospital first.”
“The hospital…?”
A faint, bitter smile crossed Mi Joo’s lips. For a poor international student without health insurance, going to the hospital for an injury was more terrifying than the injury itself—so of course she hesitated.
“What’s going on in that head of yours?”
Mi Joo remained silent, her eyes fixed firmly on the floor.
“Is it really so hard to just use me?”
Mi Joo lifted her head to look at Si Yoon—the man who so casually told her to use him, who so nonchalantly pressed his lips to hers and stirred her emotions.
‘Just how much can I trust him? I want to trust him… I want to lean on him…’
Si Yoon went to the closet and selected an easy-to-wear dress.
“Where’s your underwear?”
“Why do you need that?”
“You’re not planning to go out wearing just the dress, are you?”
Embarrassed by his blunt remark, Mi Joo’s face flushed red.
“I’ll get it myself.”
Mi Joo tried standing again, but Si Yoon quickly stepped over to the dresser and pointed to the top drawer with his finger.
“Here?”
“…No. The one below.”
Though Mi Joo was flustered, Si Yoon showed no hesitation in his words or actions. He opened the second drawer.
From white to black—and neatly arranged in between were pink and violet bras and panties.
It was Si Yoon looking at someone else’s underwear, yet why was Mi Joo the one feeling ashamed? Gathering her voice with effort, she shyly muttered,
“Why are you staring like that?”
Only then did Si Yoon turn his head toward Mi Joo—his expression completely unashamed and confident.
‘Seriously, isn’t that just shameless!’
But since she needed him right now, Mi Joo swallowed the words rising in her throat.
“What color?”
Was this really the time to pick underwear colors? Mi Joo clenched her fists tightly and said,
“Anything’s fine.”
“Oh yeah? Then I’ll pick according to my taste.”
“What?”
Though he teased her playfully, Si Yoon didn’t hesitate—he immediately picked up the bra-and-panties set right in front of him, then roughly shoved the drawer shut with an audible thud, as if annoyed by something.
Why did the fluttering fabric feel so intensely vivid against his fingertips? To erase that ticklish sensation, Si Yoon clenched the underwear tightly in his hand.
Then he held it out toward Mi Joo along with the chosen dress.
“Why are you gripping it so tightly?”
Mi Joo snapped back and snatched the underwear impatiently from Si Yoon’s hand.
“Then how about this way?”
Si Yoon lifted the panties from Mi Joo’s hand using just his thumb and index finger. The neatly folded pink panties fluttered open.
“Oh!”
Startled, Mi Joo dropped the panties and flailed her hands in the air, scrambling to catch them.
Si Yoon smirked, tugging up one corner of his mouth, then gently placed them back into Mi Joo’s hands.
‘Wow, this neighborhood’s…’
As if reading Mi Joo’s thoughts, Si Yoon added,
“A bigger lunatic than you expected?”
“Yes. Ah—no.”
Mi Joo, caught off guard and having accidentally voiced her inner thoughts, hurriedly denied it—but even she could feel the lack of sincerity in her words.
Si Yoon had been deliberately teasing her, trying to ease her mood because he hated seeing her upset over the immigration officers’ visit, hospital bills, and all the other troubles weighing on her.
“I’ll come in once you’re dressed.”
Si Yoon said coldly and stepped out the door.
* * *
Sitting before the doctor, Mi Joo looked deeply worried—but the diagnosis turned out simpler than expected.
“Fortunately, there’s no bone damage.”
The doctor then recommended a supportive brace to treat the overstretched ligaments.
“I’m already receiving treatment.”
While Mi Joo remained in the examination room with her brace, Si Yoon stepped out to pay the hospital bill.
As Si Yoon exited the room, he saw Bill—large and imposing—leaning against the wall with a smug grin, clearly waiting for him.
“I thought I’d seen wrong—but it really is you.”
Bill glanced briefly into the examination room, deliberately signaling that he knew who was inside.
“Got something to say?”
Si Yoon recalled what Bill had done to Mi Joo on the yacht and wanted nothing more than to teach him a lesson right then and there—but fearing Mi Joo would be embarrassed if she found out, he forced himself to stay calm.
“This is amusing—your pairing.”
Si Yoon had no intention of letting Mi Joo run into Bill again.
“Come out. I’ve got something to say too.”
“Wait—her name’s Mi Joo, right? I should at least say hello and show my face.”
Hearing Bill utter Mi Joo’s name pushed Si Yoon past his limit. He strode straight toward Bill.
“Whoa, Professor, what’s gotten into you?”
Bill quickly stepped back, putting distance between them.
“Outside!”
Si Yoon stormed out into the hospital lobby first. Bill hesitated briefly—wondering whether to wait for Mi Joo—but then followed with a sly grin.
* * *
In a deserted spot near the hospital, Si Yoon growled lowly at Bill,
“If you’re not going to apologize properly, don’t show your face again.”
“Apologize? To that girl?”
“Don’t think I’m ignoring your messy personal life. Stay quiet if you don’t want to be humiliated.”
“Oh, so you’re threatening to expose my messy personal life! Then I guess I’ll just expose your most recent personal affairs—Mi. Joo.”
Deliberately mispronouncing her name to provoke him, Bill sneered—until Si Yoon grabbed him by the throat with one hand. Bill flailed, gasping for air, until Si Yoon shoved him away. Bill coughed dramatically for effect, then looked up with a vile smile.
“You’re completely smitten, huh? Well, she is incredible in bed, isn’t she?”
Si Yoon seized Bill by the collar again. Though clearly afraid, Bill kept running his mouth.
“That mole is really captivating—on her neck, or is it her chest? Right around the middle—dead center!”
Si Yoon’s grip on Bill’s collar tightened.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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