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Seulgi was enjoying it at first, then she couldn't catch her breath, then after that, even her knees were growing weaker, and she almost lost her grip on Irene's hand.
Just as she was savoring the kiss, she suddenly heard a "crash", it was the sound of someone smashing a wine bottle.
Seulgi had somewhat sobered up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Irene smiling at her while holding a half-broken wine bottle. The sharp edges of the glass reflected an ice-cold light.
She couldn't help but draw back, but behind her was the wall, and Irene's hand was still draped around her neck. Irene kissed her again, and as her lips grew hotter, the bottle inched closer, it swung to and fro next to her cheek and made her tremble with fear.
Seulgi wanted to put up a fight, but she had just drunk, and her body wouldn't obey her at all, she could only shout, "Ya!! What are you doing?"
"Didn't Miss Kim want to have some fun with me? I'm having some fun with you." As Irene kissed her, she also used her knees to target Seulgi's inner thigh; Seulgi didn't even seem to be acting, as the expression in her eyes were captivating regardless.
Seulgi could only feel her whole body run cold, and as she watched the wine bottle in Irene's hand slowly inching lower and lower.
She yelled in a panic, "Stop messing around! If you dare move again, I'll shout!"
"Shout what?" Irene asked as if it was a joke. "Sexual harassment?"
Seulgi glared at her furiously, working hard to arrange a fierce expression, but her body was shaking.
Irene made a "heh" sound, "Turns out Miss Kim isn't capable of playing."
She carelessly tossed the smashed bottle away, and then carefully tidied up Seulgi's wrinkled suit. After touching the young woman all over, she blew into the other's ear and whispered softly,
"Learn from this. Now this is sexual harassment."
Seulgi was so mad she couldn't make a sound, the color in her face came and went, it made for quite a spectacle.
Irene regretted that she didn't have a camera to take a commemorative photo. She had drunk quite a bit and was now feeling a bout of dizziness. She braced herself with the help of the table, she began walking, step by step, towards the door.
The door had been cracked open some time ago, and when Irene opened the door fully, she ran into Lisa who stood outside. Lisa was dressed neatly in a suit from her last Celine event, not a hair out of place, as if she had just come out from a business meeting, with the perpetual gentle smile on her face.
Irene had already expected her arrival, but still asked, "When did you get here?"
"Not too long ago, just in time to see how you sexually harassed my sister." Lisa's answer was calm, she didn't seem angry at all.
"Does sajang-nim want to try it out too?" Irene cocked her head while leaning against the doorway.
"You're drunk." Lisa knew it, when Irene called her sajang-nim, the other one was tried to tease her.
"Mm-hmm, that's why I dared to commit assault with the power of alcohol."
By the time she finished saying those last few words, she was already falling forward.
"This isn't a good place." Lisa's arm readily wrapped around her waist.
"I'm willing to bet..." Irene licked her lips, and fixed her stare intently on Lisa's Mac lips, she wished she could bite down on it, "That no one's in the bathroom right now."
"And what if you're wrong?"
Irene covered Lisa's lips with her own, "I'll let you do as you wish."
The color in Lisa's eyes darkened, and she gently pressed down on the other's head before speaking a few words to the Seulgi who had just come out of the door.
Her feet felt as light as a feather, as if every step was made on top of cotton. When she entered the bathroom, she didn't even care whether there was anyone inside, and immediately pushed Lisa against the door.
Lisa seemingly laughed a tad wryly, "Next time don't drink so much."
Irene readily agreed, then used her lips to silence Lisa's mouth.
They made love in the narrow stall.
Yet there were still quiet gasps seeping through, adding to the erotic atmosphere.
For that single moment, it was as if she could almost feel her soul dissipating.
It seemed like it'd be pretty sweet if she just died like that.
The smell of sex still lingered on Lisa's body, but she had already finished and looked at her through the mirror.
"Are your legs feeling weak? Come sit with me."
"Wouldn't it be inconvenient?" Irene had come precisely for this.
"You ask when you already know the answer." Lisa had already figured out her little game, and squeezed her waist, the faint lines by her eyes were full of charm.
Irene patted her still heated cheeks with cold water and muddled through by playing the fool.
Lisa didn't inquire further, she took Irene by the hand and walked out, when they reached the other end of the hallway, she pushed open one of the doors. This room was twice as large as the one Seulgi had reserved, there was a pool table on the right-hand side, a tea tray placed on the table on the left-hand side.
Meanwhile, the little fox that Seulgi had spoken of was curled up on the sofa reading a script.
She was a very young woman, her eyes glittered black and she wore a crop top T-shirt, her white neck peeked out from under her black hair, she gave off the unique air of someone caught between her youth and her adult years.
She had been half lying down earlier, but once she saw someone come in, she immediately sat up straight like an elementary school student, and blinked her large eyes twice, she seemed very cute.
Of course, there was no ambiguity in the atmosphere at all.
A perfectionist such as Lisa definitely wouldn't have allowed anyone to obtain any evidence of an affair.
Lisa walked over and clapped the girl on the shoulder, and very casually introduced her, "This is the rookie that our company is promoting recently. She's too shy, so I took her out to gain some experience. In the future, you should also help her out a bit."
After having said this, she then pointed at Irene, and said to the girl, "The big star, original visual, I don't need to say anything more, right?"
The girl nodded, and stood up immediately, quickly walking up to Irene, and called sweetly, "Irene sunbae." She bowed to show some respect, "I'm Karina."
Irene had a faint impression of her, she remembered that Karina had debuted as an idol singer. Her voice was supposedly decent, and her look was pretty, she was quite appealing to some youngsters.
"Sunbae-nim, would it be okay for me to shake your hand?" Her huge eyes gazed at Irene, and she said carefully, "I've listened to your music and also seen the movies that you were in, I.. I.. I'm a fan of yours."
Irene wasn't interested in finding out if she was saying the truth or not and simply sized her up a bit, discovering that whenever Karina smiled, she would, very slightly, tilt her head, which revealed a small mole on her cheek.
That must be her signature look. Just like Irene, who had practiced her fake smile countless times, she knew well how to display her most glamorous side to others.
Though she was still so young, she already had some momentum.
And so, Irene shook hands with her.
She admired anyone capable, whether the capability was on the bed or off the bed.
Karina looked really happy, a little bit excited but also a little bit bashful, finally, it was Lisa who pulled her back towards the sofa.
"Let's talk sitting down."
Irene could only walk over and take a seat as well.
She regretted it a little, if she'd known it would turn into a conference, she wouldn't have made the trip. It couldn't be helped, Miss Manoban always thought of some trick to mess with her nerves.
Karina was very socially adept, she promptly poured her some tea, then bugged her by asking stuff about acting.
How could Irene have answered? She had no acting ability at all, she was naturally an eye candy, no matter what she acted as, she only had a few expressions. However, she did have a boatload of experience of being told off by the director though.
Lisa saw her impatience, and opened her mouth to explain, "This kid has just recently accepted a role, been showing off everywhere. You don't need to pay attention to her."
Karina hurriedly added, "It's only a small supporting role."
"There'll be a time when you act as the main character." Lisa reached out and patted her on the head, her tone wasn't flirtatious but still intimate all the same.
Karina's eyes brightened immediately, there were hints of laughter at the corners of her eyes, she was in high spirits. If there hadn't been someone else around, then she might've actually even directly moved to sit in Lisa's lap.
Irene was tired of watching this and simply yawned from the sidelines. But as she listened to these two people talk, she discovered that Karina really was quite young as expected—only just having turned twenty something. No wonder this person's expressions were so bright, every bit lively and energetic, making even her want to reach out and touch.
Who wouldn't like such vibrant and nubile flesh?
When she thought about this, Irene raised a hand to press at the corner of her eyes and realized that she really was getting older.
In another two years she'd be 33, she could never fight off these twenty-something-year-old girls, if she wanted to keep her current status, it seemed that she needed to work a lot harder, and spend more time practicing her professional craft.
As she pondered this, she couldn't help but shoot Lisa a glance.
Surprisingly, Lisa was also looking at her, a smile in her eyes. Even while Lisa was flirting with Karina, this person was reaching under the table and firmly grabbing Irene's hand.
What was that supposed to mean? Winner-take-it-all?
Irene had a few ideas, and she secretly thought that maybe she was planning on having a threesome, then she naturally thought about what positions would be suitable.
However, contrary to expectations, they really didn't do anything but chat for the entire night as Lisa said.
It was so boring that Irene began to nod off, Karina, on the other hand, had fallen asleep on the couch...even her posture while falling asleep looked good, her sleeping face was utterly unguarded, delicately pretty and fair, long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.
Irene felt a bit sorry.
Lisa saw through her thoughts and pushed her down on the sofa while kissing her, she pressed her forehead against Irene's, "Did I not satisfy you in the bathroom earlier?"
"I thought Sajang-nim wanted a bit more exciting play."
"It wasn't exciting enough when you sexually harassed me?" Lisa let out a low laugh before continuing to kiss her. "This is already enough."
Irene couldn't breathe through the kiss, and couldn't understand what exactly "enough" was supposed to mean. Lisa's body shifted and pressed against Karina's leg, and she noticed Karina's body squirm a bit.
Aigoo, looked like this kid was pretending to sleep.
Irene was amused thought this was quite fun, "You should send Karina home first.
Lisa's breath was still by her ear, it took quite a while before she sat back up, and asked, "How are you getting back?"
"I'll call a taxi."
"Sure," Lisa nodded and said while taking out her phone, "Then I'll call the driver to send her home, and I'll take the taxi with you."
Irene paused, she was mildly surprised.
No matter what Lisa said, Irene would obey every one of her wishes without exception. Only as they were leaving, she took a look at the Karina who still feigned sleep and pitied her wasted efforts.
Taking a taxi home at night was quite easy, and with no traffic on the road, it didn't take long for them to reach home. Lisa would also stay at Irene's house overnight like this sometimes, without actually doing anything to vent their desires, purely holding her to sleep.
But that night it was particularly difficult for Irene to fall asleep.
Like all the other many sleepless nights, she got up and opened the window, then turned up the lights by the bedside, and watched the moths seek out and rush towards the light of the flame, colliding against the lampshade, again and again.
Just when she was enjoying herself, Lisa was awakened by the lamplight, got up and wrapped her arms around Irene's waist.
"Why are you looking at this again?"
"What a chill kill." Irene answered without turning.
"Sleep." Lisa nuzzled her face with her chin, forcibly turned off the light, and lay down again holding her.
Irene did not protest.
Even amidst the darkness, she could still imagine how the moth would recklessly dive into the flame.
"Ssssttt..."
She could almost hear the sound of the flames as they incinerated the flesh.
Irene lay quietly in Lisa's arms, and slowly closed her eyes, thinking that this sound truly was nice to listen to.
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