The phone screen glowed on Yura's nightstand.She lay on the edge of the bed, chest heaving, every muscle taut with sick anticipation. Her fingers toyed nervously with the lace at her hips.
Across the line, Jinhyuk lounged in his dark office, city lights glittering behind him like cruel, distant stars. His shirt was half open, collarbones stark against the shadow, his long fingers curled around a glass of dark amber whisky.
"Show me."
That was all he said.Two words that made her core clench painfully.
Her hand trembled as she adjusted the angle, propping the phone so he had a perfect view — thighs spread, panties tugged aside, soft lips already slick and swollen.
Jinhyuk's gaze didn't soften.Didn't darken with obvious lust.He looked at her like he was inspecting merchandise — weighing if it was worth keeping.
"Touch yourself. Slowly. I want to see how desperately my filthy little pet is willing to perform."
Her breath hitched. Shame burned her ears.But her fingers slid between her folds anyway, drawing a thin glistening line up to her clit. The tiny sob that broke free made her eyes water.
God, I'm disgusting. I can't stop. I can't ever stop.
Jinhyuk's voice was calm, almost bored.
"Tell me about Ahra."
Her hand paused. Her stomach twisted.
"I-I saw her today. After the Velure shoot. She looked so lost, Jinhyuk. Her marriage is… he's completely flaunting his mistress now. She tried to smile, but—"
A tear slid down her cheek.She didn't even bother wiping it.
"Please. If you're planning anything with her… don't break her too hard. She's fragile. She doesn't deserve the things you've done to me."
A faint smile curved Jinhyuk's lips.
"So protective.Tell me… is that because you still care about her?Or because you're terrified she'll become my new favorite — and I'll toss you aside like the used-up slut you are?"
Her breath shattered out of her lungs.Her fingers stilled on her clit. For a split second, everything went ice-cold inside.
Then it flared hot.Horribly hot.
Because the idea of being replaced… of watching Ahra take her place under Jinhyuk's hands — it made something deep and twisted inside her flutter in terror and shameful excitement.
Jinhyuk's tone darkened, sinking velvet-smooth into cruelty.
"Answer me, pet. Why do you beg for mercy on her behalf?"
A sob tore out.
"I-I don't know! Maybe both. I care about her, yes — I hate seeing her so broken. But I'm also… terrified.Because if you take her, if you make her yours like you did me — what if you love breaking her more? What if she replaces me completely?"
His smile was sharp. Predatory.
"Very honest. That's what earns you another day on my leash."
Her fingers moved again automatically, circling her clit faster, chasing the ugly heat that curled low.
"Invite her out," he ordered."Be sweet. Be patient. Make her lean on you.And when she's tender, trusting — you'll deliver her to me. Right into my hands."
A broken moan slipped out.Her hips jerked.
I'm going to sell my friend. Just to keep him. I'm a monster.
Jinhyuk's voice dropped to a dark whisper.
"Now beg. Beg me not to replace you with Ahra. I want to hear exactly how you'll keep proving your worth.Maybe if you're convincing, I'll keep you.Otherwise… I'll let you watch from the floor while I make your friend scream for me."
Her mind blanked with shame.But the words tumbled out, desperate and cracked.
"Please don't leave me for her, Jinhyuk. I'll do anything. I'll be better. I'll serve you harder, dirtier — I'll even teach her how to please you if that's what you want.Just — please — don't make me your discarded toy. I want to be your favorite forever."
A sob choked her.
"Use me however you want. Break me more if you need to. Just don't throw me away…"
He hummed, low and satisfied.
"That's my good girl.Now come for me. Show me exactly why I should keep you over her."
Her fingers blurred. Her thighs trembled violently.The orgasm crashed over her like a brutal wave, her whole body tensing, mouth open in a silent, shattered wail. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
When it was over, she lay gasping, mascara smudged, hand still twitching weakly between her legs.
Jinhyuk swirled his drink lazily, eyes dark with pleased amusement.
"Very pretty. We'll see how you perform with Ahra.One mistake… and I'll let her replace you while you watch."
The call cut off.
Yura lay in the dark, ruined and still trembling, her shame tangled with the sick, filthy satisfaction that at least for tonight…she was still his.