Chapter 233: Curse you, world
The next morning, I woke up and found myself alone on the bed. I wondered if what had happened the previous night was a dream, like all the other erotic wet dreams I've been having, but I discovered it did happen.
My shorts and shirt were changed, same goes for the sheets and more importantly, there was that stinging feeling in between my legs.
My thighs were red.
Some ointment had been applied to it but it wasn't a magic cream that would remove all traces of last night completely.
I don't even remember how it ended cause I had passed out after cumming the third time.
Yeah, that's right.
After Min-Cheol used to thigh to cum the first time, also making me cum, he spun me around and held my legs together, thrusting his dick between my thighs once more.
It didn't look like he was tired one bit.
He had a lot of strength as well.
I bet he'd be able to lift me up and have standing sex. They all could and it would definitely be hot.
No, no, I shouldn't think of that.
I shook my head, not wanting the thought of sex to overpower my thoughts.
Anyway, that happened last night and this was a new day. Let's just focus on not dying from boredom and arousal once again.
I took my bath, the maids helped me apply ointment on my thighs under strict instructions from Min-Cheol and afterwards, I had breakfast.
After letting it out last night, I felt so much more refreshed and my arousal had lessened greatly.
I guess taking in Alpha Pheromones was still the best cure to calm an Omega's heat.
Okay, so this isn't the time to think of that. I should be thinking of what to do when the heat actually comes and I have no choice but to have sex with my masters.
Ugh.
I just didn't expect things to come this far.
What did I do to deserve this?
Curse you, world.
Okay, first I shouldn't think it's a forced situation and prepare my heart thoroughly. And then next... I should probably tell my masters that my heat is approaching, right?
But what if it doesn't come as early as I'm thinking it will and they all start anticipating and getting distracted for nothing?
I mean, this is a very important moment for them. I'm glad Min-Cheol did not guess that I was going into heat soon and felt it was a similar situation with me just being horny.
He was the one likely to get more distracted after learning of that fact.
But that aside, Min-Cheol was actually quite good. I mean, the way he looked while he hugged my legs, holding them together and keeping his gaze on mine, his sweat rolling down like pearl beads... I gulped... Who knew that kid could look so masculine and could get a rise out of me?
Probably because I didn't really see him as a real kid this whole time.
He had a fully grown body and that little bro in his pants. He was far from being a kid.
"Ah, snap out of it." I slapped my cheeks with both hands, trying to get the sexual tension out of my head. I shook my head and faced the book I was writing.
I wasn't writing in my diary but was concluding the last chapters of the novel for Seo-Jun. I was glad he hadn't been pressuring me because this period was rather unstable for me.
I couldn't think straight and didn't have the motivation to write the end yet. It was close to the end and yet it was taking so long to finish.
If I were him, I'd have come into my room and asked about the end of the novel several times.
I guess this patience is part of his way of saying, 'I won't do anything to hurt or inconvenience you.'
How cute, right?
Once I looked past his sexual nature and his possible tendency to actually hurt me to please himself, he wasn't that bad.
He was smart, funny, and very intuitive. He could see past the surface and picked up things pretty quickly.
He was the kind of person anyone would want to have around, if you exclude his shitty personality, that is.
"Haha," I ended up laughing out and smiling softly.
I guess Seo-Jun had succeeded in rubbing off on me.
Then, should I start making plans for that date?
I moved back a bit, my hands stretched on the desk. Yeah, I should probably prepare to go on that date with him.
He said he had something nice in store but I can't help but wonder what it is.
"Well, that's why it's a surprise, I guess. I should finish up quickly so I can see him excited."
When did it start?
When did this feeling of wanting to see different sides of Seo-Jun start?
I mean, I was all about keeping my guard up and not letting him get a single chance to catch me off guard but now... I can't even think of that anymore.
I'm using the same eyes I use to look at my other masters to look at him and with these eyes, he's redeemable since in this life, he has literally done nothing to hurt me, same as the rest.
When I think about it deeply, I was definitely biased against him.
And because of this, I feel I should make up for it by doing my best when it comes to the thing he liked. The novel from the other world.
Lunch time came and I had nothing but instant Ramyeon. It would probably be reported to my masters, but well, it wasn't exactly unhealthy, so it's fine.
I wrote for a while and then stretched my arms in exhaustion. I had finally come to the end of the novel.
It was a beautiful ending and thanks to the fact that I read this novel over and over again, though I omitted a few details, I did my best in rewriting the important parts that touched the readers.
I did this much so Seo-Jun's reaction should be just as I expect, right?
"Gosh, I don't even know anymore," I muttered to myself, feeling my actions were completely unnatural but it was fine.
This was all for my peaceful and luxurious living to come true.
I rested my head on the desk. My bed was right there, but I didn't go to bed and decided to take a nap, resting my head.
I fell asleep shortly and for a while, it was peaceful until I got tired of sleeping and opened my eyes.
There was no one.
I probably wished that by the time I woke up, I would see either one of my masters, but then I remembered they were very busy and wouldn't be able to come home whenever they wanted.
'When will it be over?'
I actually missed how they infringed on my space whenever they wanted. Call me crazy, but when you get used to their craziness, normal becomes boring and unbearable, so how could I not be crazy?
'I should probably take my bath and then get ready for dinner but I don't feel like getting up.' I thought, my eyebrows furrowing like I was in distress. 'Should I just stay here for a moment longer? But I want to pee though. Let's get up.'
That was what I concluded on but then, I heard someone's voice.
"You seem like you have a lot to think about?"
It was Seo-Jun and I immediately raised my head, only for what looked like a jacket to fall from my back.
Wait, when did that get there?
It was no wonder I didn't feel cold. Someone placed a jacket on my back to keep me warm.
And that person was most definitely Seo-Jun who was smirking at me.
"Rise and shine, sleepy head." He said and I gulped.
What was he doing here?
He was sitting on a chair a few steps away from me, next to the balcony window with a book in his hand and his legs crossed.
For once, he actually looked like a decent human being, dressed like that.
I mean, it's not like he never looked decent but if someone looked at him now, they'd have no idea he was a wild Casanova.
And that book... I looked at my desk. The novel was still there. That means he was reading another book despite knowing I had written on the one he was so desperate to read.
Why?
Or had he already read it and dropped it?
Seeing how I looked a little judgmental, trying to see if he had taken the book and read it, he chuckled under his breath,
"You make it seem like I'm a criminal." He said and uncrossed his legs.
"Uh, no. It's not that. I..." I turned away. "I'm just curious why you didn't take it."
"Oh, are you talking about the book in front of you?" He asked and I nodded. "Hm? Why would I?"
"'Cause it's your book." I said, my tone soft, as if I had no intention to let him know.
What was wrong with me, honestly?
It was as if I were suddenly shy.
Hm, maybe it was because he looked absolutely dashing today and breathtaking too.
He was making me nervous and unable to meet his eyes.
It was his fault.