Fake Concubine 54

Of ​course, ​Yoon ​Seung-hyeok ​hadn’t actually done ​anything ​truly ​perverted. ​On ​the contrary, he seemed ​like ​the type of ​person who had ​no ​interest ​in ​carnal ​desires ​at all. However, ​the ​way ​he handled the ​scroll—as if it were ​his own ​lover, with ​such pity ​and affection—felt ​perverted ​in ​an indefinable way.

“Moon ​Hee-yul, there ​is no need to ​make excuses. Yoon Seung-hyeok ​is indeed an eccentric.”

“I ​really didn’t ​think ​of it that way.”

Song Seol was ​offering words that were ​useless ​and ​only ​served ​to complicate things. ​Moon Hae-min ​had ​thought they were ​close ​in private, but seeing them ​today, it ​seemed ​that might not ​be ​the ​case.

“When ​a ​collecting habit ​exceeds ​all bounds, ​it becomes a quirk.”

“My Lord….”

Moon Hae-min gazed ​steadily at Song ​Seol, signaling him ​to stop badgering. Song ​Seol, however, ​simply met that ​gaze ​with brazenness. Meanwhile, ​the man himself, ​Yoon Seung-hyeok, ​burst ​into a ​delighted ​laugh.

“Hahaha, not ​a ​single word ​from ​Grand ​Prince [unauthorized copy][stolen content]Byeokran [Read on Read BL Novels]is ​wrong. ​In fact, ​some ​of ​my ​friends call me the ‘Calligrapher Libertine.’ Compared to that, ‘eccentric’ is actually a mild term.”

“…….”

To be honest, Moon Hae-min felt he understood why Yoon Seung-hyeok’s friends called him that. That was how extraordinary his interest and love for master calligraphy were.

“And so, truth be told, I have a request for you, Young Master.”

“And what is that?”

“I wish to have your writing.”

Yoon Seung-hyeok spoke while licking his dry lips, as if he were anxious.

“Please, give me the opportunity to possess your writing. I will pay whatever price you ask. If I receive your writing, I will have it mounted on a scroll, hang it in my room, and cherish it like a treasure.”

Only then did Moon Hae-min realize why Yoon Seung-hyeok was being so kind to him. He had thought there was nothing for the man to gain from ‘Moon Hee-yul,’ but there was one thing: his calligraphy.

After a brief moment of thought, Moon Hae-min replied calmly.

“Very well.”

“I will never treat it carelessly—pardon?”

“I said it is fine. I will sell my writing to you.”

“Are you serious? Ha… It is embarrassing to say this as the one making the request, but I actually expected you to refuse.”

“Why did you think so?”

“I am not entirely sure. I just… somehow felt that would happen.”

Yoon Seung-hyeok tilted his head, appearing puzzled himself. It seemed he wasn’t lying. Then again, there was no reason to lie about something like this.

‘Does he have memories of the past?’

It was a coincidence too strange to ignore, but it was an absurd speculation. More likely, it was because Moon Hae-min [unauthorized copy]himself had a cold impression. Since long ago, visit our sitehe had often heard comments like, ‘He’s a child, but he’s not cute,’ or ‘He lacks any warmth.’

“Anyway, does this mean you will sell your writing to me?”

“Yes.”

“You must not take it back later.”

Moon Hae-min spoke clearly once more.

“Yes, I will not take it back.”

He had already made up his mind.

In the past, he hadn’t wanted to sell his writing under the name ‘Moon Hee-yul.’ No matter how large the sum, he felt it would be a crime to press Moon Hee-yul’s seal next to his own writing.

But now, such pride was no longer important. He didn’t know why he kept acting proud in front of Song Seol, yet felt no such need with Yoon Seung-hyeok.

‘I need funds to escape.’

Regardless, Moon Hae-min’s goal was to leave Yeomyeong and go to a place where no one knew him. To achieve this, he needed a substantial amount of money, not just a few coins.

His workplace, the book rental shop, was as good as gone, and it felt uncomfortable to keep receiving wages from Song Seol. Therefore, selling his writing to Yoon Seung-hyeok was the most effective method at the moment. In fact, it was practically the only way he had to earn money.

Thus, he intended to throw away that bit of pride. For someone who is leaving anyway, neither pride nor honor matters.

“But regarding the writing, specifically what style do you desire?”

“Ah, right. Let me explain in detail. What I want is….”

“Seung-hyeok.”

At that moment, Song Seol cut him off.

“Let us save such idle chatter for later. Do you not have more urgent business?”

The room turned chilly in an instant, as if Read on Read BL Novelsa winter wind had suddenly unauthorized copyswept in. It stolen contentfelt as though Song Seol’s Chromatic Scent had momentarily flickered.

“It’s not that urgent… no, I will think about it.”

Yoon Seung-hyeok answered reflexively, then mumbled as he sensed Song Seol’s atmosphere grow even colder.

Moon Hae-min also looked at Song Seol’s expression, not knowing what was happening. He felt as if he had done something wrong, but he didn’t know exactly what it was. He simply wanted to leave this uncomfortable situation.

“If you have urgent business, please feel free to discuss it. I shall excuse myself for a moment.”

“That would be best.”

“No, I cannot treat a guest this way.”

Song Seol and Yoon Seung-hyeok spoke simultaneously. The two looked at each other. A tense gaze passed between their black eyes, but as expected, Song Seol won.

Yoon Seung-hyeok let out a groan of resignation and made a suggestion.

“Then, would you like to tour the [visit our site]garden? No flowers bloom in winter, but a snow-covered garden has its own special charm. It will be more [Read on Read BL Novels]than enough for your appreciation.”

“Yes, the study is so wonderful that I look forward to seeing how beautiful the garden is.”

At those words, Yoon Seung-hyeok called for someone. It was the maid who had brought the refreshments earlier.

“Guide Young Master Hee-yul through the garden.”

“Yes.”

The maid bowed her head and turned slightly. Moon Hae-min followed her.

Slide, thud.

Hearing the quiet sound, he looked back to see the middle door closed. Had Song Seol closed it, or Yoon Seung-hyeok? He was slightly curious, but it wasn’t an important matter.

“Ah, wait a moment.”

Before leaving the guest room, Moon Hae-min approached [Read on Read BL Novels]the refreshment table. It was [Read on Read BL Novels]to take his [stolen content]evening suppressant pill.

Hae-min took out a hanji paper packet from his robes. Inside were the suppressant pills he had bought from the pharmacy today.

As he opened the packet, small, round black pills were revealed. In appearance and scent, they were almost identical to the suppressant pills Hae-min had taken before.

Moon Hae-min took one and put it in his mouth. Then, without a second thought, he swallowed it with some tea.

Moon Hae-min walked slowly along the path in the garden.

He heard from the maid that this garden had been meticulously tended by Old Man Yoon, Yoon Seung-hyeok’s grandfather. Knowing that he had personally shaped the bonsai and arranged the flowers, one could guess how profound his interest in landscaping was.

‘He is a person of unique taste and individuality.’

The mansion itself had been unusual, and the garden was no different. The garden, decorated with strange rocks and boulders, was not a style commonly seen in Yeomyeong. It seemed to be modeled after foreign styles, perhaps from several different countries.

Thanks to this, Moon Hae-min enjoyed touring the garden as if he were traveling abroad. At first, he was surprised by the Yoon family’s wealth, but the more he looked, the more he admired their aesthetic eye and sense of style. A garden like this could not be created simply by having a lot of money.

“…….”

Then, suddenly, he felt a strange sensation. Oddly, every time he took a step, a tingling tremor ran through his lower abdomen.

Hae-min came to a dead stop. He quickly checked his condition, but he couldn’t tell exactly where or how things were wrong. At first, he thought it was only his lower abdomen, but his waist felt different than usual, and his breath trembled.

“Why is this happening…?”

He stopped stroking his forearms and flinched. For some reason, the touch of his own hands over his clothes felt strangely…

‘…No way.’

Anxiety struck him. Moon Hae-min hurriedly flared his nostrils. He couldn’t smell his own Chromatic Scent. Yet, most strangely, a faint sexual arousal was heating his body.

Hae-min hurriedly took out the hanji packet. It seemed he needed to take more suppressant pills. He swallowed another pill without water.

“…Ngh.”

However, the arousal did not subside. If anything, it surged even Read on Read BL Novelsmore. Even his Chromatic Scent [stolen content]began to leak out slowly.

Moon Hae-min had experienced this before.

In the past, when Song Seol had released a Chromatic Scent so thick it was almost violent, Moon Hae-min had become aroused against his will. Even though he knew painfully well that he didn’t want to sleep with Song Seol and that he shouldn’t, lust had dominated his body.

“Ah, why on earth….”

It was similar to that time. Although the cause was different, the fact that lust was arising against his will was the same. It felt as if he were in heat.

It seemed his heat cycle had arrived. There was no other explanation. Hae-min bit his lower lip and took out two more suppressant pills. As he chewed and swallowed the pills, a bitter taste rose in his throat.

‘I don’t think I should take this many pills.’

He suddenly became anxious. But there was no other way. There were at least two yang-persons he knew in this mansion. He couldn’t exactly drift around emitting Chromatic Scent in front of them. Even if it strained his body, he had to use the medication aggressively.

“Hng….”

But the medicine had no effect at all. Whether [Read on Read BL Novels]the suppressant pills were faulty or unauthorized copyhis body was abnormal, his lust only intensified. His head felt dizzy, as if he were delirious with a high fever.

Moon Hae-min walked unsteadily until finally, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

“Y-Young Master!”

The startled cry of the maid sounded distant. He heard her say, ‘I’ll go bring… right away!’ but he was too dazed to answer. He could only breathe in short, ragged gasps, consumed by the heat blooming intensely within him.