He Saw the Marks

“Are you crazy?”

“…….”

The moment I got home, I exploded.
The fight between the two had been broken up by their attendants, and after putting each of them in separate meeting rooms in the hotel lounge, they’d apparently contacted me.
They’d paid off everyone who had been there, checked their electronic devices with consent, and very politely escorted them out of the lounge.
With a request that this incident never leak out.

But who could predict people’s hearts?
From now on, Jeon Seongwon’s PR team would be incredibly busy monitoring whether that insane incident appeared anywhere.
Even my head was throbbing.

Anyway, I had asked Han Youngjun to take Kang Chaehee home, and I had come home in Jeon Seongwon’s car.

“Answer me. Are you actually insane?”

Jeon Seongwon stubbornly kept his mouth shut.
He probably knew it was embarrassing for him too, but from my position, I was beside myself with anxiety.

“Hey! What the hell did you do? Do you really want to become an ex-husband!? f*ck, what are you, some drama villain? A money envelope, really……”

At that moment, Jeon Seongwon grabbed my wrist hard.
My face involuntarily crumpled.

“I told you to stop with the ex-husband talk!”

Was that what mattered right now?
Crazy bastard—you had a jealous fight with an alpha in the middle of a hotel?
And the fact that dozens of people saw it doesn’t matter?
I raised my other free hand and slapped Jeon Seongwon’s cheek with all my might.
He let out a gasp and staggered sideways.

“I told you clearly. Don’t yell at me or threaten me.”

“When did I ever threaten—”

“What you’re doing right now is a threat!”

“Lee Seyeon!”

“Yell one more time!”

My arm was free, but there was a stinging pain.
Not enough to stop me from hitting him again, though.

“Fine, I will yell. Lee Seyeon, what have you done so well!”

Flames flashing in his eyes, I tried to slap his other cheek, but he grabbed my arm again.

“Let go!”

“If I let go, you’ll hit me!”

“f*ck, you deserved to be hit!”

“Haa……!”

Sighing as if incredulous, Jeon Seongwon stared at me with a terrifying face.
He was much bigger and taller than me.
And when he looked at me with that hard, cold face, it was true—he was intimidating.

But I was glaring right back at him with a face that showed no fear at all, when—

‘……?’

Something unexpected happened.
Jeon Seongwon, who had been fuming, suddenly bowed his head, grabbed the back of my head with his other hand, and kissed me.

“……!”

His tongue came violently into my mouth.
At first, I was briefly confused, but I quickly regained my senses.
I bit down on his tongue.

“Ugh……!”

Jeon Seongwon staggered back, covering his mouth with his hand.
I glared at him to see if he was bleeding, but it didn’t seem that bad.
Damn. I should have bitten harder.

“Hoo……. Listen carefully, Jeon Seongwon.”

“Ugh…….”

Jeon Seongwon, apparently distracted by the pain in his tongue, just stared at me and floundered.

“It’s good timing that you saw me coming back from meeting Chaehee. I was going to introduce you anyway.”

“What……!”

“From now on, I’m not going to hide it. I’m going to meet Chaehee openly. So you do whatever you want—exchange flowers or rings with Weilin, I don’t care.”

“It’s not like that with Weilin……! And you…… you’ve never even called me by my name like that.”

“What?”

Name? What name, all of a sudden?
When I asked, puzzled, Jeon Seongwon answered.

“My name…… Seongwon……”

“Hey! That’s because you’re four years older than me!”

“So it’s okay for you to say ‘Hey’ and treat me casually, but you can’t call me by my name?!”

“…….”

Well…… when put that way, I had nothing to say.
While I was hesitating, Jeon Seongwon quickly stepped forward, grabbed my shoulders, and pulled me into an embrace.
I was so surprised my eyes flew open.
It was the first time he had hugged me like this since our honeymoon.

He sighed deeply, sniffed me, then flinched.
At that, I flinched too.
Because it was obvious that Kang Chaehee’s scent was still blatantly on me.
Jeon Seongwon’s hand clenched tightly in the fabric of my clothes at my back.
Unable to escape his embrace, unable to push him away, I just stood still.

What could I possibly do?
To a husband who was smelling another alpha all over me after we’d had intense s*x?
Strangely enough, no unfamiliar omega scent came from Jeon Seongwon at all.

After a moment, Jeon Seongwon raised his head slightly and kissed me.
Our lips met and stayed still for a while.
Deeply locked lips evoked a strange sensation.
Perhaps the heat from being with Kang Chaehee hadn’t fully cooled yet.

For a long time, without moving at all, Jeon Seongwon just kept his lips against mine, only slightly changing the angle.
Literally just a meeting of lips.
He didn’t push his tongue in or suck on my lips—just held the soft skin together.

“Hnn, mm…….”

It felt strange.
Just pressing our lips together, and my body started to heat up.
I felt no resistance to the pheromones slowly flowing out of me.

Jeon Seongwon’s pheromones were completely different from Kang Chaehee’s.
They clearly reminded me that I was kissing someone else today.
After a moment, he moved his hands forward and began unbuttoning my clothes one by one.

As the buttons slowly came undone, my tension grew.
Both hands slipping inside my clothes felt completely different from Kang Chaehee’s touch—much more familiar.
His delicate, long-fingered hands—like a pianist’s—caressed my chest, then moved to my back, tracing and playing with my spine.

His movements were different than usual……
Gentle, affectionate.
Completely different from his usual robotic, clumsy, stiff caresses—the kind done out of obligation.
Flustered, I tried to push him away, but he wouldn’t budge.

He pulled his lips away and instead buried his face in my neck.
Pressing with the tip of his tongue, sucking with his lips, softly biting—at his gestures, my body, which had been driven mad with heat last night, quickly rekindled.

Moreover, his approach was so different from Kang Chaehee’s.
Unlike Kang Chaehee, who had been rough and domineering from the start, pushing me down with force, Jeon Seongwon caressed me as if handling a precious treasure.

The problem was, Jeon Seongwon had never done this before.

‘Ah, f*ck.’

I cursed inwardly.
Jeon Seongwon wasn’t acting like himself—it felt like I was touching a third person entirely.
He continued to suck on my neck.
Loud smacking sounds echoed in my ear.

“Ah, um, Seongwon……”

“Mm.”

His voice, whispering low in my ear, was gentle.
He brought his hand down and laced his fingers with mine.
With his other hand, he carefully slipped inside my pants.

Ah, I don’t care anymore……
It was all because his touch was strange.
So different from usual……
I leaned my body slightly against his and let out a small moan.
Then he paused, grabbed my arm, and pulled my body away.

“……Why?”

“Who did this?”

Following his gaze, I looked down and saw that my pajama top had already been completely stripped off and fallen away.
And with it, the unmistakable bruise marks from being tied up.

“Ah, this…… um…….”

I couldn’t bring myself to say it was from being tied up during s*x.
But it was obvious what kind of marks they were.
Jeon Seongwon’s face went cold.

“That bastard’s hobby is this?”

“…….”

“Yours too?”

“Well……”

I avoided his gaze.
Yes, that was Kang Chaehee’s hobby, and I was discovering new tastes, practically being taught by him.
Though I knew it wasn’t the kind of taste you openly admitted to.

Suddenly, Jeon Seongwon dropped to his knees on the floor and lifted the hem of my pants.
After confirming there were no marks on either of my ankles, he suddenly lifted me sideways and strode toward his bedroom.

I thought he would throw me on the bed, but even laying me down was gentle.
The moment I was laid down, I awkwardly raised my upper body to sit up, but Jeon Seongwon pulled me into an embrace and stripped off my pants and underwear in one go, leaving me completely naked in an instant.

“Ah…….”

I instinctively tried to cover my backside and retreat.
He noticed immediately, grabbed me, and flipped me over.
Involuntarily, I lifted my lower body and tried to crawl forward, but soon realized my mistake.

Jeon Seongwon’s face crumpled further at the bruises on my buttocks and thighs.
He placed his fingertips on my buttocks, slid them slowly, then squeezed the bruised flesh hard.

“……Ah!”

A sharp moan escaped.
He stared at me.
“You like this?”

“I, I didn’t know either. That I liked that kind of thing……”

“I’ll make you forget.”

“……Huh?”

Jeon Seongwon laid me flat and climbed on top of me.