Crazy A Married Life

#14

Idam quickly left the alley and started running. He tried calling Taemin again, but his phone was still turned off. Idam felt his mouth go dry. He suddenly wondered if Taemin might come back here, feeling hopeless. Heo Jitae, who was even using Hayun, would surely try to use Taemin as a source of money too.

Idam sent a text message saying he would wait in front of the restaurant. Since he had accepted the fake marriage proposal and shown urgency, he expected Taemin would check his phone as soon as it was charged.

Idam hurriedly arrived at the restaurant. It seemed to be closing time, as the tables visible through the windows were empty. Breathing heavily, Idam looked around for Taemin. He was nowhere to be seen yet. He had said it would take about 5 minutes, so he probably hadn’t arrived. Every minute felt crucial to Idam, and he was growing anxious. He knew he shouldn’t cry, but his tear ducts were like broken faucets that wouldn’t stop.

At that suffocating moment, Idam’s phone lit up. It was a call from Taemin.

Idam’s heart racing, he quickly answered.

“CEO? I’m in front of the restaurant. Where are you now? Why weren’t you answering your phone? Hic… hic…”

As relief washed over him, his tension released, and tears burst forth, mixed with resentment about why Taemin had only answered now.

[Idam, are you crying right now?]

“Ah… I… hic… I don’t know, I don’t know.”

He wanted to say he wasn’t crying, but the tears soaking his cheeks were beyond his control.

[Do you need me?]

Taemin’s voice was gentle, but underneath it was dry, as if testing him. However, Idam, in his extreme situation, couldn’t grasp Taemin’s intention and moved his lips.

“Yes, yes… P-please help me. I can’t do without you, CEO…”

[Would you like to turn around?]

At his words, Idam turned as if entranced.

Under the cherry blossom tree swaying in the breeze, Taemin appeared. Though they had watched a movie and had dinner together today, the atmosphere was different from before.

It felt like meeting him for the first time. His blue eyes held a strong azure hue as if containing the sea, and his latent dignity felt explosive. Above all, there was a decadent, eerie quality. Overwhelmed by this atmosphere, Idam’s tear-filled eyes wavered even more.

“Oh dear.”

Taemin’s large hand caressed Idam’s wet cheek. It was a warm touch that eased the sense of danger Idam had felt. Because of this, Idam’s tears wouldn’t stop, and his chest felt strangely hot.

“Your face is red. What’s this on your forehead? Were you hit?”

Taemin furrowed his brow and touched Idam’s forehead.

“Ah!”

The area where his hand touched tingled strangely. It was where Heo Jitae had pushed his forehead with his shoe earlier. It seemed a bruise had formed. Taemin’s gaze moved from Idam’s neck downwards, stopping at his hand.

“Were you cut by a knife here?”

He seemed to have noticed the wound from Heo Jitae’s knife.

“Did that person you called uncle do this?”

Taemin’s voice lowered. Idam quickly shook his head. He felt that telling Taemin about Heo Jitae’s misdeeds would only make things worse. He needed to do what he could on his own now. How much time had passed? Idam checked the time on his phone. 10:47 PM. Only three minutes left. He was in a hurry. Idam clenched his fists and moved his delicate lips.

“CEO. As I said earlier, I want to do that marriage.”

He had been very nervous expressing this intention over the phone, but saying it face-to-face made him even more tense, feeling like his voice was being squeezed out. Taemin’s eyes blinked slowly.

“Why did you suddenly change your mind?”

“Well…”

Idam rolled his eyes around. He hesitated, wanting to speak coherently. Meanwhile, another minute had passed. He couldn’t hesitate anymore. He had to endure, regardless of whether Taemin saw him as materialistic or trashy.

“I need money urgently. Can you give it to me right now?”

Come to think of it, he didn’t know exactly how much Taemin had offered as compensation. He hadn’t specified an amount from the beginning.

Taemin gently removed his hand from Idam’s forehead.

“How much do you need?”

Idam rolled his big eyes around. Now that the situation was laid out, he hesitated, wondering if it was okay to say this.

“350 million won.”

The marriage life Taemin had proposed was only for a week. The amount he was asking for seemed unreasonable for such a short period. He wouldn’t mind if Taemin suggested extending the period, but he became anxious that Taemin might refuse to give him the money.

But…

“Then can you become my omega right now?”

“Right now?”

Contrary to expectations, Taemin hurried as if the amount Idam had suggested didn’t matter. It seemed his father was returning to Korea earlier than planned. Idam was also in an urgent situation. Unable to waste any more time, he quickly nodded. At the same time, Taemin’s eyes shone with lust.

“Then where should I send the money?”

Taemin had already taken out his phone and opened the banking app.

In a hurry, Idam immediately recited his account number. In less than 30 seconds, a deposit notification arrived on Idam’s phone. The debt that had tormented him like an endless desert walk was suddenly in his hands.

“Thank you.”

Now he had to quickly send this money to Heo Jitae’s account. There was only 1 minute left from the time Heo Jitae had given. Idam opened the app and tried to deposit to Heo Jitae’s usual account.

“Ah… Limit exceeded…”

Idam had never deposited even tens of millions of won before. Hundreds of millions were obviously impossible. Increasing the limit required a procedure, and there was no time for that now. Idam’s eyes welled up with anxiety.

“Where should I deposit it? I’ll transfer it again in Idam’s name.”

Taemin, who had read Idam’s situation perfectly, offered. Idam was so grateful for his consideration that he didn’t know what to do. Normally, he would have said it was okay, but now wasn’t the time for that. Idam gave Heo Jitae’s account number. Soon after, Taemin showed Idam the completed transfer screen.

At the same time, Idam’s tension completely dissolved. He bowed to Taemin.

“Thank you. Thank you so much.”

It was like narrowly escaping death. It was a huge relief that he hadn’t put Hayun in a desperate situation. He was so grateful to Taemin for giving him such a large sum of money in an instant.

“I’ll do anything you want from now on, CEO.”

“Anything?”

There was a lot of force in Taemin’s voice. Idam straightened up and nodded. His teary eyes were moist, and his fair cheeks were tinged pink. He looked like a living peach.

Slowly, Taemin’s hand touched Idam’s ear. He started from the auricle and kneaded the earlobe.

At the somewhat erotic stimulation, Idam almost let his pheromones leak out, but he endured it with effort. Taemin’s hand movements were slow yet hot, gently stimulating his nerves. Before he knew it, Taemin’s face was close. In his clear blue eyes, heat breathed stickily.

Idam was puzzled, feeling that his atmosphere was somehow different from usual.

At that moment.

Taemin’s lips overlapped with Idam’s. And as if it were natural, his long, thick tongue invaded Idam’s mouth.

His tongue movements were sensual and intense. He swept, licked, and scraped every corner of Idam’s mouth mercilessly. Idam was taken aback by his sudden kiss. The lips being sucked as if swallowed and the deeply inserted tongue made it hard to breathe, and dizziness was setting in.

The dream of kissing him in the elevator overlapped, making his lower abdomen feel warm. It was tingling and strange.

Idam quickly pushed against Taemin’s chest. Surprisingly, he who had been like a solid wall, retreated willingly. However, the heat in his blue eyes was blooming like a fatal poison.

“Why… are you doing this?”

Idam was confused. Wasn’t this supposed to be a fake marriage without such physical relationships? He hadn’t mentioned anything like this yesterday…

Though it was a momentary kiss, Idam’s mouth and lips were soaked with Taemin’s saliva. The strange thing was that it tasted sweet, as if he had eaten a lot of honey. He was puzzled why he felt this sensation. However, feeling uncomfortable with the saliva on his mouth, he tried to wipe it with the back of his hand when Taemin’s hand suddenly came out and grabbed Idam’s wrist, stopping him.

“Isn’t it natural for a married couple to kiss anytime?”

“But this is just a f-fake marriage. So why… mmph.”

Idam couldn’t continue speaking. It was because of Taemin’s kiss that came again. This time, he delved in more dominantly than before. His tongue stirred Idam’s palate like a snake and intertwined with Idam’s tongue. Idam tried to move his tongue away as if escaping, but Taemin didn’t let go. Rather, it felt like he was being sucked in, entangled by Taemin’s lively tongue.

He tried turning his head helplessly, but Taemin’s large hand was fixed on the back of his head, and his other hand wrapped around Idam’s back. As a result, Idam’s small body was pulled into Taemin’s embrace. His head felt dizzy. It felt like he was melting, as if bitten by a solitary spider.

Why had his attitude suddenly changed like this? Or had this been his intention from the beginning? Either way, it was bewildering. Stimulated, pheromones leaked from Idam’s body.