By Zephyria 
After finishing work and taking off his hat, Lee-eum’s hair was soaked with sweat. Choi Won-joon’s hair was also disheveled, and his face was red, perhaps from the heat. Lee-eum thought about going home to shower, but then he remembered the valley. He grabbed the basket of peppers and approached Choi Won-joon.
“President. There’s a valley nearby. Want to go dip our feet in?”
“How far is it?”
“20 minutes on foot.”
“It’s too hot. Let’s drive.”
Since the sun was scorching, Lee-eum agreed. He went home and put the basket of peppers down in the yard, and his mother came outside. “Goodness, look at all that sweat. You’ve worked hard. Go inside and wash up quickly. Lee-eum, you go in too. Mom will make you something cool for lunch.”
“We’ll eat after we go to the valley.”
“Now? Won’t you be tired?”
“We’re taking the car, so it’s okay.”
The two drank some cold water, grabbed some spare clothes that were lying around the house, and got into the car. They turned on the air conditioner, but the car was still hot from being in the sun. It took about five minutes to get to the valley, and as soon as they arrived and parked the car, Lee-eum immediately went down the hill and walked into the valley. But for some reason, Choi Won-joon, who had followed him, just stood outside and watched.
“Come on in.”
“No, thanks. I’ll just dip my feet.”
“The water’s really cold.”
“Looks like it. I can see your nipples are standing up straight.”
“…….”
His white shirt was a little see-through when wet, but not enough to really show anything. When Lee-eum told him not to talk nonsense, Choi Won-joon gestured for him to come over. Lee-eum shook his head and went deeper into the water.
The further in he went, the colder it got, to the point where his hair stood on end. As soon as he was waist-deep, he heard a splash behind him, and Choi Won-joon grabbed his arm. Lee-eum turned around and saw Choi Won-joon standing there with a scowl on his face.
“You said you were just going to dip your feet.”
“You went to the deep part.”
“That side’s deep, this side’s fine.”
But Choi Won-joon didn’t let go and stared intently at Lee-eum’s chest. Realizing his intentions, Lee-eum frowned and pushed him away. “If you’re going to say weird things, go away.” Choi Won-joon didn’t seem to hear him and reached for Lee-eum’s chest. Lee-eum slapped his hand away, and Choi Won-joon, as if to show him, cupped Lee-eum’s cheek and devoured his lips.
“Wait, just a minute.” Before he knew it, Choi Won-joon’s tongue was inside his mouth, and his hands were fondling his chest.
“Umm…”
Afraid someone would see them, Lee-eum tried to push him away, but Choi Won-joon grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the water.
He abruptly went up the hill towards the car, and with each step, the wet clothes clung to his body, and water dripped down.
“Are we going home? I left my shoes. Wait, my clothes are wet.” Choi Won-joon opened the back door, threw Lee-eum inside, and quickly climbed on top of him. “What are you doing? The seats are getting wet. Get off.” Choi Won-joon sucked on Lee-eum’s chest through his clothes, and his pheromone grew stronger, filling the car.
“Are you really going to do this?”
“You started it first. Getting all wet in the water and turning me on.”
“I came here to swim, not to do this. Is sex all you ever think about, President?”
“Yeah, I’m a son of a bitch and a whore, so all I know is sex.”
He finally pulled down Lee-eum’s wet pants and underwear and relentlessly put his dick in his mouth. The dick, which had shrunk in the cold water, rubbed against the hot mucous membrane and grew in size.
“Ugh!”
Then he put his fingers in his hole and stirred, sending shivers up his spine. Even in the midst of all that, the squelching sound was so loud that he was worried someone would hear them.
“Close… the door…!”
Choi Won-joon closed the car door, sat in his seat, unzipped his pants, and took out his dick. Then he grabbed Lee-eum’s arm. “Come here.” Lee-eum was unreservedly pulled over and straddled his lap, his legs spread wide, and his buttocks touched the hot flesh.
“Take my clothes off.”
At Choi Won-joon’s request, Lee-eum bit his lip as he looked at his wet shirt. Choi Won-joon urged him with his eyes to hurry, so Lee-eum unbuttoned the buttons one by one from the top. They had had sex several times, but this was the first time he had taken off Choi Won-joon’s clothes with his own hands. When he took off the shirt completely, the muscles, wet with water, twitched.
A smile spread across Choi Won-joon’s face, and then he lifted Lee-eum’s wet shirt and took it off. Even though the car windows were heavily tinted, it was still embarrassing to take off his clothes and do this in broad daylight.
Choi Won-joon, oblivious to his feelings, stole a kiss from Lee-eum and went down to caress his chest. When he squeezed his buttocks as if to crush them, a groan involuntarily escaped his lips.
“Going in?”
No sooner had he finished speaking than his dick pushed into his hole, widening it. Even though they had done it yesterday, it was still difficult and overwhelming. Choi Won-joon dug his teeth into his nipple, and Lee-eum became aroused and tensed his lower abdomen.
“Shit, you’re squeezing me like crazy.”
“Don’t bite, ahh!”
Choi Won-joon buried his face in Lee-eum’s chest, wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, and bounced him up from below. His body shook with each thrust, and Lee-eum became aroused and hugged Choi Won-joon’s head.
It was hot. Everywhere their skin touched was so hot that he couldn’t stand it. The two were clinging to each other like beasts, panting, when suddenly Choi Won-joon stopped and looked up at Lee-eum. He was catching his breath, and then he smiled as if he had an idea and changed his position so that Lee-eum was facing forward.
Suddenly, seeing the front, his vision was wide open, and he felt embarrassed. When he tried to turn back to his original position, Choi Won-joon grabbed his thighs and thrust up from below. “Huh!” Not only was the position embarrassing, but Choi Won-joon’s excited face was reflected in the rearview mirror, and seeing it made him feel strangely close to climaxing.
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“What did you do yesterday?”
“I went to my parents’ house to pick peppers….”
“Wow, that must be hard. No wonder you look so tired. I did it once a long time ago without knowing any better, and I thought my back was going to break.”
He wanted to say that being tormented by Choi Won-joon from day to night was harder than picking peppers, but he couldn’t tell the truth, so he mumbled.
Why did he go along with it? He should have refused coldly like before. He was crazy. Doing that kind of thing in the car in broad daylight. He was out of his mind. As he was blaming himself, he realized he was in front of the interrogation room.
Some of the team members were already there outside the interrogation room, and Park Eon-soo was sitting inside, waiting. Then Team Leader Oh went in, and the interrogation began while everyone watched, and in the meantime, even the team leader of Team 1 showed up.
What they learned from investigating Park Eon-soo was that there were more missing people. There were a total of three, and although their ages, places of residence, and times of meeting were different, they had in common that they had slight intellectual disabilities and no blood relatives. None of them had anyone to report them missing, so their resident registrations had been canceled long ago.
Team Leader Oh showed Park Eon-soo the photos and continued to ask questions.
“You remember these people, right?”
Park Eon-soo tilted his head.
“I don’t know. I don’t really remember.”
“You were in the video that Park Eon-soo had. Why don’t you know?”
“I’ve slept with so many people, how can I remember them all?”
“You even lived with them. You were exploiting their welfare benefits and wages and beating them at the time. Don’t you remember?”
Park Eon-soo openly frowned. “Why are you repeating the same question when I said I don’t know?” Team Leader Oh’s anger at his brazen attitude could be felt even outside the booth. The interrogation had been going on for days, but the only murder he admitted to was one. And he claimed that it was accidental.
The team leader of Team 1, who was watching from outside the interrogation room, sighed and cursed.
“Damn it, those kinds of bastards should be hung upside down and flogged.”
“Team leader. You can’t do that these days.”
“Who doesn’t know that? I’m just saying. I guarantee that bastard won’t open his mouth until the end. Time has passed, and there’s no evidence, so he can just deny it. Plus, he has records of going to the hospital for depression and receiving treatment for alcohol addiction. He’ll use them well. Would it be lucky if he got 10 years?”
After being questioned repeatedly, Park Eon-soo lowered his head and complained that he was being treated unfairly. He said that he was innocent, that killing Lee Jeong-hye was a mistake, that he had nothing to do with the other people, and that he didn’t know where they were or what they were doing. As they were quietly watching, Lee-eum’s cell phone vibrated in his pocket.
【I’m going to the UK. I found Director Lee.】
The UK wasn’t just the next neighborhood over. He was curious as to why he hadn’t been able to reach him, but he didn’t have time to worry about that now. He focused on the situation inside the interrogation room again, and Team Leader Oh’s voice grew louder with anger. Park Eon-soo’s voice also grew louder.
“I’m going crazy. Really! What do I have to do to make you believe me! I’m really being treated unfairly! Would you believe me if I bit my tongue and died? Should I bite it here?”
Then he stuck out his tongue and pressed it with his front teeth. Lee-eum and the team leader of Team 1 rushed inside and grabbed Park Eon-soo. They pried open his mouth and put a handkerchief in it to stop him, but it was soaked with blood. Team Leader Oh ordered someone outside to call 119, and Park Eon-soo, bleeding, made eye contact with Lee-eum. He was smiling eerily, even as he claimed to be treated unfairly.