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🕑 Added 2025-04-27 00:50:27 +0000 UTCEP.102 Park Sora 1
In a hotel room that was neither particularly luxurious nor cheap, Kim Han-seok and his mistress were tangled up together.
After spending a happy time and lying in bed to rest, the mistress asked Kim Han-seok,
“Honey, you have a wife. Doesn’t she say anything?”
“What do you mean?”
Kim Han-seok frowned as if he didn’t even understand the question.
“No, just… well…”
The mistress smiled awkwardly. She had deliberately left a bold lipstick mark on his shirt for the wife to see there’s no way she wouldn’t notice.
This clueless man might not have realized, but at least for women, such things are impossible to miss.
His wife had probably suspected her husband’s affair for a long time.
‘She probably only confirmed it recently.’
Even knowing that, she could still live under the same roof… The thrill of having stolen Park Sora’s man was starting to fade.
‘This is getting boring.’
She considered dumping him for another man, but shook her head. No other man had ever spent this much money on her.
“Hey, Hanna, did you have a good lunch?”
Kim Han-seok’s voice was heard taking a call. The mistress’s gaze naturally turned to him.
“Yeah. Oh, really? Dad will be right there. Yeah. I’m just nearby. Wait a little…”
Was he talking to his daughter? The mistress’s lips curled up.
She thought she understood why Park Sora hadn’t cut ties with her husband even after realizing his affair.
The mistress leaned toward the phone and said,
“Hanna! Hi?”
“What are you doing?!”
Kim Han-seok covered the phone’s mic and scolded her. The mistress smiled playfully.
“Why, I just wanted to say hi to Hanna.”
“What are you talking about…!”
Dad, who was that just now?
At his daughter’s question, Kim Han-seok glared and brought the phone close.
“Oh… you saw her before, right? We had barbecue a while ago. She’s the one who hugged you and said you were pretty, Hanna.”
“Our cute Hanna, hi!”
Hello.
The mistress tried to continue the conversation, but Kim Han-seok hurriedly ended the call.
“Hanna, Dad will be right there. Wash your hands and feet and wait a bit, okay?”
Okay. Take your time. I can be alone.
“Oh! My daughter’s all grown up. I can’t call you princess anymore.”
Hehe, I’m a queen now.
After that, the father-daughter conversation ended. Kim Han-seok, who had been about to scold the mistress, sighed and began to get dressed.
“Where are you going?”
“Home.”
“Why? Isn’t Hanna still at kindergarten?”
“I don’t know. The teacher sent her home early today.”
The mistress nodded at that.
“You didn’t ask why?”
“What’s the point of knowing?”
Kim Han-seok replied nonchalantly. The mistress snorted.
“Wow… what an indifferent father.”
“Kids are raised by women. Men work outside.”
“Heh, outside work? Like this?”
The mistress hugged Kim Han-seok from behind as he got dressed. Though he found her clinginess annoying, it also boosted his male pride.
She soon let go and started getting dressed herself.
“What are you doing?”
“Huh?”
Usually, even if Kim Han-seok left first, the mistress would stay at the hotel for a while, so he asked.
“I’m going with you.”
“You too?”
The mistress answered as if it were obvious.
“Of course. If you get divorced, are you going to let that woman raise your kid?”
“Are you crazy? Of course I’ll raise her.”
“Exactly! You just said kids are raised by women.”
“So you’re trying to make an impression on Hanna from now?”
“Of course.”
Kim Han-seok chuckled at her bold answer.
“You’re going to play mom?”
“Why not? I’m not like your wife, who only works and doesn’t care about the kid. I’ll cherish her like my own.”
The mistress already spoke as if Hanna were her daughter. Arm in arm, they left the hotel room together.
When they got to the parking lot and were about to get in the car
“Honey, what are you looking at?”
“Huh? Oh, nothing.”
“Ugh, probably another woman. Was there some pretty lady or something?”
The mistress looked around. Kim Han-seok answered innocently.
“Oh, wow… some women really suit red hair. Ah, she got in her car… and what a fancy car. Is she a celebrity?”
He went from regret to admiration in a showy display. The mistress frowned.
“Probably some woman who sells her body. Let’s go. Hanna’s waiting.”
“Yeah, yeah. Buckle up.”
As cars zipped by on the road, an awkward atmosphere filled the car.
Sensing it, the mistress spoke.
“Is there something you want to say?”
“Uh…”
After a moment’s thought, Kim Han-seok spoke.
“You mentioned divorce at the hotel earlier.”
“…You’re not saying you won’t, right?”
“No, no! I have to. We’re adults, aren’t we?”
“Don’t just say the obvious.”
As Kim Han-seok waved his hands in denial, the mistress took the lead in the conversation.
“Since we’re adults, we should think about practical things. Like, for example, money.”
Kim Han-seok used money as an example, but from start to finish, money was the real issue.
Leaving a wife who earns well to start a new nest? That’s fine, but who’s going to earn the money?
Kim Han-seok had never worked a part-time job in his life, and neither had the mistress.
In that sense, they really were a perfect match.
The mistress smirked at the reasonable point.
“Honey, we have to go for an amicable divorce. If it goes to court, we’ll lose.”
“Well… love isn’t a crime, but cheating is.”
“Yeah. Plus, we’ll get custody, right? Then we can get child support from that woman. And there’s no way she’d let her daughter starve, so she’ll keep paying generously.”
Her smooth words made Kim Han-seok nod in agreement.
“Yeah, Hanna would do anything for her. Honestly, if you think about it, it’s kind of my wife’s fault I cheated. It’s always Hanna, Hanna. She doesn’t care about me at all.”
**
“Mom’s coming home late today. Hanna, should you go to bed first?”
“Huh? I want to play with unnie more.”
The mistress smiled as Hanna clung to her. Hanna liked her “unnie.” She cherished Hanna as if she were her own daughter.
“Aww, so cute. Then, I’ll read you a fairy tale. Can you show me your room?”
“Yeah! Come on! I’ll introduce you to my friends too!”
“Thank you, princess… oops! I mean, queen, right?”
“Hehehe! I’m Queen Hanna.”
The mistress and Hanna went into the room hand in hand. Seeing their affectionate scene, Kim Han-seok smiled contentedly.
Despite her flashy appearance, she had a domestic side. He liked her even more.
Sipping beer alone, the mistress soon came out of the room.
“I didn’t know you liked kids so much.”
“I’m not that crazy about them, but… she’s your kid. Might be mine soon, too.”
“You’re sexier than usual today.”
Kim Han-seok tried to set the mood with a suggestive tone, but the mistress shook her head.
“What if the wife catches us!”
“Ugh, that woman is useless… How are you getting home?”
“It’s fine. It’s obvious you’ve been drinking. I’ll go.”
“Okay, let me know when you get home.”
The mistress left the apartment complex. She considered taking a taxi since the bus was a hassle.
“Is that her?”
“Yes, miss.”
Hearing the voices, she turned to see two stunning women approaching.
“Wow…”
The mistress was honestly amazed. You can only feel jealousy if you’re on the same level she couldn’t even muster envy in the face of such overwhelming difference.
Click. Click.
“Park Sora, CEO of Always Green Enter. Her husband, Kim Han-seok. His mistress well, the name doesn’t matter. Is that you?”
Click. Click.
“Yes.”
“Where are you going?”
“To meet a man…”
“Don’t you have Kim Han-seok?”
The mistress replied with blank eyes.
“I approached Kim Han-seok to steal Park Sora’s man. Things went better than expected, so I might take the family, the daughter, and the money too. Now I’m thinking of finding another man.”
The truth came out of her mouth unfiltered.
“…What a pitiful woman.”
Baek Yuna, who was listening, clicked her tongue. She didn’t mean the mistress, but Park Sora.
“At least, thanks to our Jihan, she won’t do anything extreme with her life.”
She might even find extreme happiness.
“Francesca, are you sure about Jihan’s promise?”
“Yes, miss. The young master said it himself. Before today is over, he’ll serve as our butler… Pfft! Sorry. He promised to serve as our butler. I even recorded it just in case.”
“Good.”
Francesca, lost in her fantasies, got a nosebleed.
Just imagining Jihan bowing and earnestly pleasuring her pussy made her wet.
And for such a scenario, costumes are a must. Fortunately, the ever-thorough maid Anna had prepared a butler outfit.
She’d been a housekeeper for decades, but Francesca still liked her.
“Alright. Let’s finish up quickly so we have more time to be served.”
While they chatted, Baek Yuna spoke to the still-blank mistress.
“Go to Kim Han-seok’s house right now. Have sex. Take your time until Park Sora comes home. But don’t be noisy don’t wake the daughter.”
“Yes.”
A black smoke flowed from Baek Yuna and enveloped the mistress.
Some of the smoke dissipated, some seeped into her. Her face now glistened with unprecedented lust.
“Go.”
“Yes.”
The mistress turned and left with a blank face.
“We didn’t even need to intervene, did we?”
“That’s true, but the young master wanted to reap the fruit quickly.”
“…Well, it’s good for us.”
Baek Yuna said, as if it didn’t matter.
“Let’s go home quickly too.”
“Yes, miss. I’ll show you what speed really is.”
Francesca saluted with her nose bloody.
Baek Yuna smiled in satisfaction at her reliable attitude.
“As soon as we get home, let’s change Jihan’s phone time.”
“To what time should I set it?”
“Hmm… about 9 a.m.?”
“As expected, you’re wise.”
“Huh? Why am I standing on the street?”
The mistress, who’d been in a daze, snapped back to herself. After looking around for a moment,
“Oh, I’m on my way to have sex.”
She headed to her destination. For some reason, she felt even hornier than usual today.
“Ugh… my panties feel sticky.”
She hurried to Kim Han-seok’s house.
Knock, knock, knock!
“Han-seok, it’s me.”
Huh? Did you forget something…
As she knocked, voices came from inside, then the door opened.
A black smoke poured through the gap and flowed into Kim Han-seok.
His crotch swelled instantly.
The two, eyes meeting, headed straight for the bedroom.
