Handsome Trash - 23 (R-19)

Though she still had no strength in her body, Hyewon grabbed Eunhyuk’s shoulders and shook her head.

‘Please, stop.’

Hyewon wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, hoping her call would reach him.

“You’re the one who sounds so damn good while being f*cked by trash, then.”

“Stop, please.”

No matter how much she tried to stop him, he wouldn’t stop thrusting his hips.

*.*.*.*.*.*

Staring at the torn front of Hyewon’s shirt, Eunhyuk put his coat on her. Then, he buttoned it all the way to the top.

It wasn’t like he was doing it because he cared about her.

“I’ll take you home. Let’s go.”

She unconsciously swatted away his hands, w*t with her juices, trying to touch her.

“Let go.”

She thought he had some anger management disorder. Or maybe he was a s*x addict.

Maybe he just wants to own her, but she won’t let him, so he tries to tame her.

None of it made sense to Hyewon.

Doesn’t he already know that she ran away to break up? That things will be no different if they get back together?

Why was he following her to get-togethers and disrupting her daily routine?

Trying to focus her blurry vision, Hyewon attempted to force down her overflowing emotions.

In the room right next to her singing coworkers, who she saw and worked with every day, they were groaning and moaning, and having s*x. Her coworkers could have busted into the hallway and noticed at any moment…

“Hyewon, where have you been? You haven’t come back in a while, so I came out to look for you.”

It was Manager Jisung.

“Why are you here? What are those clothes?”

The way the two of them were dressed looked unnatural.

Hyewon was wearing Eunhyuk’s coat, fastened tightly up to her neck, and was too big for her.

Jisung’s expression hardened as he took both of their appearances in.

“Excuse me, manager, but I’m not feeling well. I’ll leave first.”

“Wait a minute, I’ll go and wrap up and then come out. Come with me.”

“Let’s go, Kang Hyewon.”

“What?”

Jisung sent a ferocious glare toward Eunhyuk but remained wary of him.

“Who are you to do that?” Eunhyuk sneered back at the much older Jisung.

“You’re a customer inside the hotel, but not outside. Can’t you keep your hands off Hyewon?”

“Don’t tell me who to keep my hands off of.”

“Ms. Hyewon, there’s something wrong with this guy. Don’t go with him, come with me…”

“… Manager, I’ll go alone today.”

Hyewon didn’t know how to handle this situation. She wanted to hide in a deep, dark hole.

“Hyewon, what’s wrong with you? You know I like you, but you just bounce like this.”

Jisung was impatient and Hyewon’s complexion paled.

If he says something like that here…

Hyewon looked over at Eunhyuk with fear in her eyes.

She then stared at Jisung, continuing his nonsense, while Eunhyuk stood there, emotionless.

“I know, I know, you said you liked someone else, but it’s been half a year. I begged you to give me a chance, but… do you have to crush my pride like this in front of a customer?”

Jisung didn’t stop there and grabbed Hyewon’s arm.

“Let go of me.”

“Alas, I guess I was wrong. I thought you looked so innocent and simple, Hyewon, but instead, you’re an opportunist?”

“Manager, you seem to be very drunk. Please stop.”

She emphasized his drunkenness because of Eunhyuk’s increasingly rotten expression.

Jisung should have stopped there, but instead, he doubled down.

“Hah, right. I couldn’t believe it when I saw you clock out of work last night and enter room 2021. Miss Hyewon, MY Kang Hyewon, crawled out of that room at 5:02 A.M…”

He looked back and forth between the two with disdain in his drunken eyes, wishing he hadn’t been so bold to admit that he secretly spied on her.

“That…”

He had been watching.

“If being a rich assh*le was your type, why didn’t you say so, Miss Kang Hyewon? I can give you that kind of money for your n*ked body… F*ck!”

“You motherfucker, you’re just spewing sh*t out of your mouth. F*cking psychotic.”

Eunhyuk’s fist slammed into Jisung’s face.

There was a dog fight in the dark, narrow hallway, but it was drowned out by the singing in the room.

Hyewon found it hard to believe what was happening.

Her legs soon gave out and she slumped to the floor.

She thought that the reason he was always so aware of her movements was because he was the housekeeping manager and was a keen person.

After fleeing the city, Hyewon drifted from place to place for a while, working part-time jobs until she stumbled upon a short-term contract as a housekeeper at a hotel that offered accommodation.

At the end of her contract, Jisung, the housekeeping manager, was a lifesaver for Hyewon, as he recommended her for a permanent position.

She thought he always went above and beyond the call of duty simply because he felt compassion since she lived so far away from home.

She’d only been distancing herself from him since he unexpectedly confessed while dining with her not too long ago.

Until then, he was someone she wanted to return the favor to, not to become wary of.

She couldn’t believe it wasn’t compassion, but a twisted obsession.

“There is no kindness without reason.”

During s*x, and even while she slept, Eunhyuk persistently repeated it to her as he pried into her relationship with Jisung.

Manager Jisung was like a savior to her.

After all, if it weren’t for Jisung, she wouldn’t have been able to settle down in one place. She would have needed to constantly travel.

She was also able to save a little bit of money thanks to the accommodations offered.

Eunhyuk told her there is no kindness without a reason.

Hyewon had already been on the receiving end of Grandma Soonok’s kindness for no reason. She had seen and experienced firsthand that kindness without expecting anything in return and knew it was possible.

That’s why she had a moderate amount of faith in Manager Jisung’s kindness.

She had been somewhat wary but didn’t doubt it.

It was horrifying to learn that he was not only stalking her, but he knew about Eunhyuk’s secret meetings with her despite pretending not to.

Jisung continued to tease Eunhyuk, even as Eunhyuk punches didn’t stop mercilessly beating him.

It wasn’t until the secretary, who had probably brought Eunhyuk this far, rushed over and pulled them apart. Both of the men’s bodies fell to the floor in the narrow hallway outside the karaoke room.

“Ms. Kang, I’ll take care of this. Please go back to the hotel with the Chairman.”

At the secretary’s stern words, Hyewon barely managed to lead Eunhyuk out with her trembling body.

mess him up eunhyuk!!!! ruin his life!!!!

Kofi