Absolute Threshold

Absolute Threshold — Chapter 38. Dark Hospital Room

Translator: Atlas

Weekly Chapter 2/6

His lips slowly moved down from her m#uth to her n#pple. Her body received his caresses. Yoongyo lick#d the milk that leaked from her n#ppl*s. She felt a tingle in her belly. When he squeezed her n#ppl*s with his mouth, she felt a liquid in her cr*tch.

“¡Ah!”

Her p#nties were wet. Heat spread from her br#asts like wildfire. She sensed herself softening like butter dissolving in a warm pan, becoming increasingly accustomed to Yoongyo’s presence. She ran her fingers through his hair.

“…Stop.”

Her words didn’t match her thoughts.

But his hands went into her b#tt*cks, it looked like he wanted to pull her p#nties down. She would go crazy in case Yoongyo sucked her p*ssy now.

“Ah! You agreed to protect the child!”

“In case anything unfortunate happens, I can plant as many seeds as I desire.”

“That’s not protection.”

“Maintain appropriate conduct.”

“Ah…! What do you mean?”

“I’m not generous enough to share the h#le.”

“You’ve completely lost your reason.”

“It’s essential that you look after your well-being throughout the pregnancy.”

“You’re the one to blame. Ah! Ah!”

“Did you understand, Jumi?”

It was a sweet threat. He would have no mercy.

She chose to yield to her intense obs#ssion.

He kissed her again. She felt herself getting w#tter and w#tter.

She wondered what he wanted. A s#xual partner? To become a father? Sharing a home with her? The more she asked, the more ambiguous their relationship became.

Jumi heard footsteps at the door. It sounded like someone was there.

She had to stop him before the situation progressed. But Jumi couldn’t do that, so moans were heard in the completely dark hospital room.

***

After she returned home, she slept soundly for several days in a row. She felt much better. She showered, then picked up her mobile.

[Kim Junghyun Exhibition.]

She dried her hair while looking at the invitation. She wiped off the water that had fallen on the screen. She observed her own reflection coming from the screen.

She believed she would be punctual as she packed her bag. Jumi, upon unlocking the main entrance, was rooted to the spot. A man barred her exit.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to an exhibition. What are you doing here?”

“I’m taking you.”