Le coeur d'Apollon - Chapitre 48

Chapitre 48 – Make You Remember Me (2)

“I’ll call her. You can take the phone and tell her what you just said. I’m also curious about how she will respond.”

Fidèle à ses paroles, Tae-jun took his cell phone out from the jacket he had taken off next to him. He pressed the speed dial to call Si-yeon, and turned to speaker mode and placed it on the table.

- Oui, Tae-jun.

Yuri flinched, hearing Si-yeon’s voice. What was Tae-jun thinking? He resumed speaking with his eyes fixed on Yuri.

“The person I’m in a meeting now wants to speak to Director Yoon. Do you have a minute?"

"C'est bon. Is it a business matter?"

“You’ll know after hearing it.”

Tae-jun pointed at the phone on the table with a smile on his lips.

-Bonjour, this is Director Yoon from Daejin Department Store. un monstre dragon de plusieurs mètres de long ne pouvait pas s'y cacher?

Yuri hesitated as she remembered the wife of a professor she had met before. When Yuri asked for help, the wife had told her that it was her fault of having given him leeway. Yuri could not open her mouth as the image of the woman shielding her husband latched in her.

Si-yeon was repeating herself.

-Bonjour? This is Si-yeon Yoon. Tae-jun, y a-t-il quelque chose qui ne va pas? No one’s answering.

Tae-jun answered with a concealed sneer.

“It seems that there was too much alcohol involved. Cette, after asking me to call you that badly.”

-Il ne peut pas être aidé. Please introduce me later.

"Je ferai ça."

Tae-jun slowly pressed the end button.

“You have to wisely choose people to bluff.”

Yuri lost the game. He knew that she would not be able to act on the threat.

D'où, she stood up and rapidly walked to the entrance. pourtant, Tae-jun’s tight grip caught her first before she made it to the door.

“I never gave you escape as a choice.”

"Laisse-moi!"

En un rien de temps, Yuri was pushed to the wall with some force. Tae-jun’s shadow engulfed her silhouette. She raised her head to see Tae-jun’s eyes filled with desire enough to swallow her whole.

"Pourquoi fais-tu ça? No matter what we were, aren’t we over?"

“Who says it’s over?"

Tae-jun lifted her chin with one hand. Yuri instinctively tried to pull back, but she was always against the wall. Tae-jun held her waist tightly with the other arm.

“You say you don’t remember.”

"Je ne sais pas, but I know that much. Because we broke up, you didn’t look for me in America…and even got e-engaged.”

It was difficult for Yuri to open her lips. She trembled wherever his breath brushed against her. Yuri’s head was spinning from his scent mixed with cigarette smoke. Tae-jun brushed her hair away and whispered with his lips against her ear.

“I knew you to be ‘Hye-yeon Jin.’”

Que voulait-il dire par là? Yuri had no time to think as Tae-jun roughly held her head back and kissed her.

"Euh!” Tae-jun strengthened his grip on her chin to pry Yuri’s lips open. His tongue ravaged hers in a breathtaking kiss. His sensual scent tinted with cigarette smoke overwhelmed her. She tried to push him away, but it only made Tae-jun move in closer and deeper until she felt numb. No matter how Yuri tried to get away from him, the kiss became rougher, and the wet sounds they made were becoming messier.

His tongue was forcibly taking her breath away. He slipped Yuri’s trench coat off her with a hand while Yuri was trying to get her breath back. He then violently pulled her blouse down. The buttons fell off, and the opening revealed a simple beige bra.

Yuri screamed and tried to hide what was displayed in front of him. Tae-jun spoke in a level voice even after that passionate kiss.

“It’s not my type. Is it his?"

He recklessly pushed up her bra and squeezed her breasts. Yuri shuddered everywhere when his hands pressed her hardening nipples.

"Arrêt!"

Tae-jun easily grabbed both of her wrists with one hand and held them up her head. She felt his tongue wrapping around her nipples and sucking. Tae-jun rolled one in his mouth while fondling the other with his other hand.

He left red marks on her white skin as he hungrily sucked and grabbed. Yuri let out a shaking breath. She trembled everywhere Tae-jun’s hands, lèvres, and tongue roamed. Her skin began to show a faint blush.

Tae-jun was enjoying her sweet skin to his heart’s content when he saw the marks left by his hand on Yuri’s shoulder.

“It must have hurt. You always bruised so easily.”

He kissed the bruise on her shoulder. Yuri was writing as she felt Tae-jun hardening against her stomach.

"Allons y! Je ne veux pas ça!"

“Did you already forget? I said you couldn’t refuse when I want you. Stop moving. I never did it like this, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

Tae-jun’s voice had a threatening tone as he lifted her up. Son corps, remaining immobile no matter what Yuri did, told her everything. It did not matter whether she shouted, pleuré, or resisted. He would have her.