For a moment, Winston stiffened. The heated atmosphere instantly turned icy cold. They both breathed heavily, staring at each other. Winston’s face, pale as if shocked, slowly twisted into a grimace as he looked at Yujin.
“Yeah, maybe I should be grateful it’s my turn now.”
He then rose. The thick member filling Yujin’s insides suddenly withdrew, causing Yujin to gasp and his whole body to tremble. Haah, haah. Panting heavily, he sat stunned for a moment, half-exposed, before hurriedly dressing. His pants hung pitifully around one ankle. Reflecting on what he’d just done, a wave of self-loathing washed over him.
As Yujin hurried to straighten his clothes and turn away, Winston sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened, watching him. With one arm draped over the backrest and legs crossed, the man looked more arrogant than anyone else in the world. As always.
“Uh.”
“What was that just now?”
Yujin opened his mouth, but Winston beat him to the question. His serious gaze was full of doubt. Feeling his mouth dry, Yujin mumbled a vague reply.
“What do you mean, what?”
He silently blamed himself for stammering so badly, but it was too late. Winston looked at him with suspicious eyes.
He must be wondering why Yujin opened up so easily.
But Yujin was just as confused. So he returned the question.
“What about you? You started it first.”
A decent counterattack. Yet Winston answered without a hint of embarrassment.
“If anyone had a chance to make fantasy reality, they wouldn’t refuse.”
A faint smile appeared on his lips as if recalling what just happened. As proof, Winston’s pheromone scent intensified noticeably. Yujin sensed that the man was excited again. The problem was that his own insides were trembling too. The thick pheromone scent lingered in his body from the man’s remaining seed. Clinging tightly to the rationality that nearly fled, Yujin spoke.
“I’ll decide the day I go out with Georgina. Consider that settled.”
Saying it as coldly as possible, Winston frowned and looked at Yujin.
“What do you mean? I don’t recall giving permission.”
Growing visibly annoyed, Yujin leaned forward deliberately. Resting one hand on the sofa backrest, he looked into Winston’s face and spoke sweetly, even as the pheromone scent thickened.
“Sweetheart, nothing in this world is free.”
This time, he held the advantage. That fact gave Yujin great strength. He whispered in a lower voice, locking eyes with Winston’s deeply tinted purple ones.
“If you enjoyed yourself this much, it’s time to pay the fee.”
Winston didn’t react immediately. He parted his lips, but only after a moment came the sound.
“...Fee.”
“Yes.”
Winston echoed the word Yujin had just said, smiling faintly.
“Otherwise, why would I have slept with you? I paid a price to get what I wanted. Why did I sleep with you? Because it was a deal, got it?”
Winston didn’t smile. He just silently watched Yujin’s face, as if searching for signs of deceit.
Yujin barely held Winston’s relentless gaze. On the other hand, it wasn’t that hard. Winston was simply doing exactly what he had said to him before. The far harder part was enduring the intense pheromone scent.
“...Fine.”
Only after what felt like a long while did Winston speak again. Swallowing a sigh of relief barely escaped, Yujin listened as Winston spoke slowly.
“But there’s a condition. Make plans only after Christmas.”
“Why?”
Unintentionally, Yujin snapped. He had to leave this place as soon as possible, so why impose such a ridiculous condition? Backing away, Winston chuckled. Instantly, the initiative shifted to him.
“Sweetheart, I wasn’t satisfied enough. Spread your legs until I’m satisfied, or be patient.”
Then, deliberately slow and firm, he added:
“If you want your ‘fee.’”
Suddenly, Yujin felt Winston was deeply displeased by that word. Why? The man who constantly called him a scumbag and slut without hesitation...
Was it disillusionment over yielding to that man and doing such things in the study? Probably. Otherwise, Winston would have no reason to act that way. Yujin accepted it and shot Winston a less-than-pleasant glare.
“Do you guarantee you’ll keep your promise?”
Displaying clear distrust, Winston only sneered bluntly.
“What else can I do if you don’t trust me?”
Frustratingly, it was true. Yujin glared fiercely, clenching his fists but lacked the courage to strike him.
“Please keep your word—for the honor of the Campbell family.”
Holding his chin high, Yujin spoke with dignity. It probably looked ridiculous to Winston, but it didn’t matter. Winston was right. There was no other way.
Having no reason to stay any longer, Yujin immediately turned and dashed out of the study. Winston made no effort to stop him.
Haah, haah.
Only after closing the door behind him did Yujin finally gasp for breath. Gradually, reason seemed to return.
That was dangerous.
Feeling dizzy, he took one step at a time. The atmosphere between Winston and Yujin returned to what it was before. For a moment, it seemed as if some emotion passed between them—but that was it. Yujin had effectively kicked away the fragile bridge barely connecting them.
Better this way.
Gathering his resolve not to weaken, he thought it was better that the man despised him—as someone who gave himself for a deal. But Yujin knew that wasn’t the truth.
What should I do?
He could no longer deny it. Winston’s pheromone scent kept clouding his mind, disturbing rational thoughts and ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) tempting him to succumb to desire.
Why now, of all times?
Why did he suddenly smell it? Even after sex ended, Yujin was still swayed by Winston’s pheromones. Several times, he nearly knelt before him, unzipping and wanting to take Winston’s member into his mouth—but barely stopped himself.
Absolutely not.
He never wanted Winston to see him break like that. How much would that man mock him if he saw him crumble under the pheromones?
Just until Christmas...
Think positively. Only a few days left. If he held on just a bit longer, real freedom awaited. He would make plans with Georgina the day after Christmas.
...but before that.
Unable to reach his room, Yujin opened the nearest bathroom door and went inside. His insides burned unbearably hot. Holding his member with one hand and probing behind with the other, he moaned repeatedly like a scream. The semen pooled deep inside slowly leaked out, soon soaking his fingers. Half out of his mind, he masturbated like that for a long time. Yet the aching sensation never subsided. Staggering from the numbness below, he barely made it back to his room. For several days afterward, the burning heat in his body lingered. The pheromone scent emanating from him grew so strong that even he barely managed to bear it.
“Mr. Yujin.”
That morning, as usual, Yujin lay in bed gasping for breath when the butler spoke with a worried expression.
“Are you all right? Shall I call a doctor?”
Burying his face in the pillow, Yujin only shook his head. The butler sighed.
“Strange indeed. Since you’re pregnant, it shouldn’t be a heat cycle...”
At that moment, Yujin was so shocked his heart nearly stopped.
