Boiling Point

“What is Representative Park offering you? The price for unbuttoning your shirt, Seo Yeha?”

The dog of Woohyang.
Representative Park’s mistress.

That was what everyone called her.

But Taekyung didn’t really care what kind of woman she was.

He would soon grow tired of her after sleeping with her a few times. Eventually, she would become nothing more than a passing memory.

No matter how dirty the rumors surrounding her were,
who she had slept with,
or who she secretly loved…

None of it mattered to him.

“I think I really must sleep with Seo Yeha.”

He was the kind of man who had to get whatever he wanted, no matter what. He had lived that way all his life, and he intended to continue living that way.

He brought the woman into his life and used her weakest point to keep her under his control. In the end, he took her as much as he pleased, pouring out all the desires he had kept bottled up.

But even after countless nights together, his thirst remained unquenched. Every time he looked into her empty eyes, his helplessness only grew deeper.

“There is no way I will ever love you… Not even if I die.”

It was only after the woman had completely walked out of his life that he finally realized the truth.

He had been utterly obsessed with her.