The Country Life Diary of a Gangster’s Secretary

PeopletalkaboutKwonIhyeokand.Thetwomusthavebeenmarriedinapastlife.For6years,untilthegangsterbecamearespectablecompanyCEO,HyeseongwasalwaysbyIhyeok’sside.Theywereperfectpartners.UntilHyeseongdroppedabombshell.

“I’mgoingtobecomeafarmer.”

HyeseongabruptlyannouncedhisresignationandleftIhyeok’sside.

“Hyeseong.Ican’tletyougo.”

ButIhyeok,unwillingtoeasilylethimgo,beginsactivelyinvestigatingthereasonforHyeseong’sdeparture.

“Sir,byanychance…areyoulivingnextdoortome?”

“Yes.”

TheremustbesomescumbagwholuredHyeseongtoaplacelikethis.Ihyeokisconvinced,andevendoesbackgroundcheckstouncoverHyeseong’ssecret,butheismissingaveryimportantpoint.

“Strange.Whydoyousmellsosweet?”

>>ATaste

“Howmuchhaveyoubeendrinking?”

“Idon’tknow.Asmuchaswasgiventome?”

Ihyeok’svoiceseemednormal,butHyeseongknew.Hewasdrunknow.

“I’llbringyouablanketsosleephere.”

AsHyeseonggotuptogetbeddingfromhisroom…

“…?!”

Suddenly,IhyeoksatupandgrabbedHyeseong’sarm,pullinghimdown.Caughtoffguard,Hyeseongfellontothesofa.

“Whatareyoudoing…?”

Hetriedtobreakfreebutcouldn’t.

“Strange.Whydoyousmellsosweet?”

‘Coulditbe…mypheromonesarestartingtoflow?’

Thatwasnotagoodsignatall.

“Sir.Stepbackforabit.”

Then,outofnowhere,IhyeokpressedhislipstoHyeseong’sneck.Atinglingsensationbeganburningthroughhisbody.

“Sir,wait…ah…”

Ihyeok,whohadbeenbrushinghislipsagainsthim,slowlystartedlickingandsuckinghisneck.