Reincarnated as a Housekeeper in a 19+ Gangster Romance Novel - Chapter 5
TLed by Mimo (Bedtime BL)
"That's... Ugh!"
When Jeong Hwanseo leaned in, as if about to kiss me, I drove my fist into his stomach.
I originally aimed for his face, but then I realized that even a scratch on that arrogant face would tip him off later when he regained his senses.
"Hah, hah... Did you just hit me?"
"So what?"
"Pretty boy. Your punch is fierce... It's even more exciting..."
I'd momentarily forgotten:
Never engage with a lunatic.
I decided to knock Jeong Hwanseo unconscious first, then sort out the situation. I began pummeling his solar plexus. In his aroused state, he took the beating limply, barely resisting.
"Hah, hah... Th-there..."
"Ahng."
"Ugh... It hurts."
"You're too strong, ugh."
...This perverted bastard.
I was carefully controlling my strength to avoid leaving bruises, fearing suspicion. But I'd gone too easy, and Jeong Hwanseo was now writhing in ecstasy, claiming he liked it more with each blow. I stared at him with a face as cold as ice. It wasn't just his words that were getting more turned on.
The lower half of his body, already swollen when he entered the room, had grown even larger. I clicked my tongue in disgust.
"Haa, pretty... Just a little more... Hmm? Why did you stop?"
...Would you keep hitting if you were me?
Jeong Hwanseo, who had been rolling on the floor from my beating, seemed to have lost all strength in his legs. He couldn't even stand, crawling toward me like a beggar.
Watching a man derive pleasure from being beaten disgusted me. As I frowned, contemplating how to deal with this brat, I felt an unfamiliar sensation on my hand.
What is this? I wondered, glancing down, only to freeze in place.
Jeong Hwanseo was holding my hand, his tongue lolling out like a dog as he licked it.
He seemed to have completely lost his reason, his eyes devoid of any rationality. At the same time, an overwhelming, paralyzing scent emanated from him, so potent it made my entire body tingle.
"Ugh!"
For a split second, I felt myself becoming intoxicated by the scent, my mind going numb. Horrified, I immediately shoved Jeong Hwanseo away. In my haste, I lost control of my strength, and his face slammed into my hand, sending him flying—literally flying. I stared blankly at the sight.
I had felt stronger than before, but...
I never imagined I'd become this powerful.
Seeing Jeong Hwanseo sprawled unconscious on the floor, blood gushing from his nose and lips from the misplaced blow, I let out a deep sigh.
Damn it...
I messed up. I left evidence.
"...Hey, are you alive?"
I cautiously approached Jeong Hwanseo. He was completely unconscious, showing no signs of waking. Fortunately, he was still breathing steadily.
I went outside to the medical room I found earlier, grabbed the emergency kit, and returned to treat Jeong Hwanseo. I diligently wiped away the blood and applied medicine, but unfortunately, the bruise on his lip remained. Thankfully, all his teeth were still intact.
If his teeth had been knocked out here... Ugh, the thought alone was terrifying.
Would anyone believe he fell out of bed and got hurt with a wound like this?
Yes, they definitely would.
I had been worried about the amount of blood, but I was relieved to see the wound wasn't as deep as I'd feared. After wrapping Jeong Hwanseo's naked body in a large towel, I lifted him effortlessly and placed him under the bed, as if he had fallen from it.
I glanced around the room. The overpowering scent that had nearly choked me earlier was gradually fading, likely because Jeong Hwanseo was unconscious. His flushed, feverish skin was also returning to its normal color.
I glanced down at my lower body. Thankfully, everything seemed normal.
If Park Gyumin was an Omega, I would have undoubtedly reacted to Jeong Hwanseo's scent. I probably would have lost my mind and pounced on him. But aside from feeling dizzy from the scent, I felt perfectly normal. This meant Park Gyumin was indeed a Beta. But I thought Betas weren't supposed to be able to smell anything at all...
Could I be mistaken? Either way, I'm relieved I didn't get aroused. I have absolutely no desire to get turned on by another man. With a sigh of relief, I quickly erased any traces of my presence and left the room without looking back.
I was never here.
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I really hate rut cycles.
Jeong Hwanseo lay on his bed, staring dazedly at the ceiling as he thought.
The rut cycle, a periodic heat experienced by Alphas, was a recurring nuisance.
Though his family was part of the mob, they were a respected and influential clan. From childhood, he had been taught not to carelessly spread his seed. Normally, Jeong Hwanseo would have ignored such lectures, letting them go in one ear and out the other. But during his rut cycle, things were different. He had no intention of losing his reason and fucking some random Omega he didn't even know.
The thought of a child born from his lineage without his knowledge disgusted him. Thus, against his will, he remained confined to his room during his rut cycles, following the family's policy. Others might have taken suppressants, but Jeong Hwanseo stubbornly endured with sheer willpower, unwilling to endure the dizzying, nauseating side effects of the drugs.
If he lost his reason, he lost it. It didn't matter anyway, since no one was home. He'd pant like a dog in heat for a few days, and then it would pass. It had always been this way, so this time would be no different.
"Haa... this is so boring..."
Just wait until this rut cycle is over. He'd go out and grab an Omega, ravage them like a madman. If only this damn rut cycle would end. His body gradually began to heat up. His mind grew hazy, and his vision blurred.
All of this meant the rut was starting. In his dazed consciousness, only one thought surfaced:
I want to do it...
He wanted to do it so badly. That was all he could think about.
As his mind grew increasingly foggy, his hand drifted down to his lower body. Just then, a faint scent reached him from somewhere.
A scent, a sweet scent. Sweet yet electrifying, tingling through every nerve...
An Omega's scent.
I want to hold him.
I want to plant my seed in him.
I want to bite his neck.
I want to make him mine!
I want to possess him.
My Omega...
The scent grew stronger, drawing closer. The door creaked open, and someone entered the room. His vision blurred, making it difficult to discern the person's face.
"Who are you?"
Come here. Show me your face.
Jeong Hwanseo staggered to his feet, barely managing to stand. His excitement had reached a fever pitch; he wanted to tear the Omega's clothes off and brand every inch of his skin with his mark. But Jeong Hwanseo desperately clung to his rationality. If he approached recklessly, the Omega might panic and flee.
For the first time in his life, Jeong Hwanseo concealed his overwhelming possessiveness and obsession, whispering softly as if he were a normal person. But he was reaching his limit.
I'll take you.
Just as Jeong Hwanseo, unable to restrain himself any longer, was about to pounce... he was struck by the Omega. It was the first time he'd ever been hit by an Omega.
It hurt. But even the pain felt good.
The closer he got, the more the Omega moved, the more intense the scent became. The only thought filling his mind was the desire to be completely drenched in that fragrance. The Omega seemed to be saying something, but his reason was so clouded he couldn't hear.
Then he saw a hand. Small and white. Driven by instinct, he crawled forward and instinctively stuck out his tongue.
He licked like a dog. The moment his tongue and fingertips touched, his body surged with arousal. His mind filled with a single, overwhelming thought: he had to pounce on this person and claim them as his Omega. But then, a searing pain struck, and he lost consciousness. When he awoke, Jeong Hwanseo lay sprawled on the floor, as if the Rut had never occurred.
"...What was that? A dream?"
It seemed far too vivid and erotic for a mere dream...
He examined his body. It looked like he'd been brutally beaten, yet there wasn't a single bruise.
Could it really have all been a dream? From what point? Since the Rut started?
No, that couldn't be. The Rut definitely came. He wasn't foolish enough to mistake whether his Rut cycle had begun or not. But once a Rut started, he should be suffering for a week. Now, though his body felt lethargic, it was otherwise perfectly fine.
Hmm, could it be...?
Jeong Hwanseo had heard of such cases before—when someone met their destined mate. It was said that their pheromones alone could calm each other. When they desired each other, even more passionate acts were possible. But...
"A destined mate? I've never met anyone like that... Ugh."
A sharp pain throbbed at the corner of his mouth. Curious, Jeong Hwanseo picked up the hand mirror by the bed and stared into it, freezing in place.
"...Found you."
In the mirror, Jeong Hwanseo's face bloomed into a radiant smile, like a flower in full bloom. He had finally found proof that this wasn't a dream. Come to think of it, though it had become less frequent lately, there had been times... when stray cats had secretly entered his home...
Spies from rival organizations, infiltrating our home to carry the seed of our family line. It seems this time, the stray cat that sneaked into our house was unexpectedly my destined mate.
I'll scour every CCTV camera in the area, if necessary...
I have to find him.
And once I do...
I'll make him mine, binding him to my side forever so he can never escape.
Jeong Hwanseo licked his lips.
His Omega. He'd always believed such a thing was unnecessary and nonexistent. But after meeting him once, an unbearable thirst had surged within him. This Omega was clearly different from the norm. Jeong Hwanseo rose from his seat. Finding his mate would require him to act swiftly and decisively.
"That's... Ugh!"
When Jeong Hwanseo leaned in, as if about to kiss me, I drove my fist into his stomach.
I originally aimed for his face, but then I realized that even a scratch on that arrogant face would tip him off later when he regained his senses.
"Hah, hah... Did you just hit me?"
"So what?"
"Pretty boy. Your punch is fierce... It's even more exciting..."
I'd momentarily forgotten:
Never engage with a lunatic.
I decided to knock Jeong Hwanseo unconscious first, then sort out the situation. I began pummeling his solar plexus. In his aroused state, he took the beating limply, barely resisting.
"Hah, hah... Th-there..."
"Ahng."
"Ugh... It hurts."
"You're too strong, ugh."
...This perverted bastard.
I was carefully controlling my strength to avoid leaving bruises, fearing suspicion. But I'd gone too easy, and Jeong Hwanseo was now writhing in ecstasy, claiming he liked it more with each blow. I stared at him with a face as cold as ice. It wasn't just his words that were getting more turned on.
The lower half of his body, already swollen when he entered the room, had grown even larger. I clicked my tongue in disgust.
"Haa, pretty... Just a little more... Hmm? Why did you stop?"
...Would you keep hitting if you were me?
Jeong Hwanseo, who had been rolling on the floor from my beating, seemed to have lost all strength in his legs. He couldn't even stand, crawling toward me like a beggar.
Watching a man derive pleasure from being beaten disgusted me. As I frowned, contemplating how to deal with this brat, I felt an unfamiliar sensation on my hand.
What is this? I wondered, glancing down, only to freeze in place.
Jeong Hwanseo was holding my hand, his tongue lolling out like a dog as he licked it.
He seemed to have completely lost his reason, his eyes devoid of any rationality. At the same time, an overwhelming, paralyzing scent emanated from him, so potent it made my entire body tingle.
"Ugh!"
For a split second, I felt myself becoming intoxicated by the scent, my mind going numb. Horrified, I immediately shoved Jeong Hwanseo away. In my haste, I lost control of my strength, and his face slammed into my hand, sending him flying—literally flying. I stared blankly at the sight.
I had felt stronger than before, but...
I never imagined I'd become this powerful.
Seeing Jeong Hwanseo sprawled unconscious on the floor, blood gushing from his nose and lips from the misplaced blow, I let out a deep sigh.
Damn it...
I messed up. I left evidence.
"...Hey, are you alive?"
I cautiously approached Jeong Hwanseo. He was completely unconscious, showing no signs of waking. Fortunately, he was still breathing steadily.
I went outside to the medical room I found earlier, grabbed the emergency kit, and returned to treat Jeong Hwanseo. I diligently wiped away the blood and applied medicine, but unfortunately, the bruise on his lip remained. Thankfully, all his teeth were still intact.
If his teeth had been knocked out here... Ugh, the thought alone was terrifying.
Would anyone believe he fell out of bed and got hurt with a wound like this?
Yes, they definitely would.
I had been worried about the amount of blood, but I was relieved to see the wound wasn't as deep as I'd feared. After wrapping Jeong Hwanseo's naked body in a large towel, I lifted him effortlessly and placed him under the bed, as if he had fallen from it.
I glanced around the room. The overpowering scent that had nearly choked me earlier was gradually fading, likely because Jeong Hwanseo was unconscious. His flushed, feverish skin was also returning to its normal color.
I glanced down at my lower body. Thankfully, everything seemed normal.
If Park Gyumin was an Omega, I would have undoubtedly reacted to Jeong Hwanseo's scent. I probably would have lost my mind and pounced on him. But aside from feeling dizzy from the scent, I felt perfectly normal. This meant Park Gyumin was indeed a Beta. But I thought Betas weren't supposed to be able to smell anything at all...
Could I be mistaken? Either way, I'm relieved I didn't get aroused. I have absolutely no desire to get turned on by another man. With a sigh of relief, I quickly erased any traces of my presence and left the room without looking back.
I was never here.
---------------
I really hate rut cycles.
Jeong Hwanseo lay on his bed, staring dazedly at the ceiling as he thought.
The rut cycle, a periodic heat experienced by Alphas, was a recurring nuisance.
Though his family was part of the mob, they were a respected and influential clan. From childhood, he had been taught not to carelessly spread his seed. Normally, Jeong Hwanseo would have ignored such lectures, letting them go in one ear and out the other. But during his rut cycle, things were different. He had no intention of losing his reason and fucking some random Omega he didn't even know.
The thought of a child born from his lineage without his knowledge disgusted him. Thus, against his will, he remained confined to his room during his rut cycles, following the family's policy. Others might have taken suppressants, but Jeong Hwanseo stubbornly endured with sheer willpower, unwilling to endure the dizzying, nauseating side effects of the drugs.
If he lost his reason, he lost it. It didn't matter anyway, since no one was home. He'd pant like a dog in heat for a few days, and then it would pass. It had always been this way, so this time would be no different.
"Haa... this is so boring..."
Just wait until this rut cycle is over. He'd go out and grab an Omega, ravage them like a madman. If only this damn rut cycle would end. His body gradually began to heat up. His mind grew hazy, and his vision blurred.
All of this meant the rut was starting. In his dazed consciousness, only one thought surfaced:
I want to do it...
He wanted to do it so badly. That was all he could think about.
As his mind grew increasingly foggy, his hand drifted down to his lower body. Just then, a faint scent reached him from somewhere.
A scent, a sweet scent. Sweet yet electrifying, tingling through every nerve...
An Omega's scent.
I want to hold him.
I want to plant my seed in him.
I want to bite his neck.
I want to make him mine!
I want to possess him.
My Omega...
The scent grew stronger, drawing closer. The door creaked open, and someone entered the room. His vision blurred, making it difficult to discern the person's face.
"Who are you?"
Come here. Show me your face.
Jeong Hwanseo staggered to his feet, barely managing to stand. His excitement had reached a fever pitch; he wanted to tear the Omega's clothes off and brand every inch of his skin with his mark. But Jeong Hwanseo desperately clung to his rationality. If he approached recklessly, the Omega might panic and flee.
For the first time in his life, Jeong Hwanseo concealed his overwhelming possessiveness and obsession, whispering softly as if he were a normal person. But he was reaching his limit.
I'll take you.
Just as Jeong Hwanseo, unable to restrain himself any longer, was about to pounce... he was struck by the Omega. It was the first time he'd ever been hit by an Omega.
It hurt. But even the pain felt good.
The closer he got, the more the Omega moved, the more intense the scent became. The only thought filling his mind was the desire to be completely drenched in that fragrance. The Omega seemed to be saying something, but his reason was so clouded he couldn't hear.
Then he saw a hand. Small and white. Driven by instinct, he crawled forward and instinctively stuck out his tongue.
He licked like a dog. The moment his tongue and fingertips touched, his body surged with arousal. His mind filled with a single, overwhelming thought: he had to pounce on this person and claim them as his Omega. But then, a searing pain struck, and he lost consciousness. When he awoke, Jeong Hwanseo lay sprawled on the floor, as if the Rut had never occurred.
"...What was that? A dream?"
It seemed far too vivid and erotic for a mere dream...
He examined his body. It looked like he'd been brutally beaten, yet there wasn't a single bruise.
Could it really have all been a dream? From what point? Since the Rut started?
No, that couldn't be. The Rut definitely came. He wasn't foolish enough to mistake whether his Rut cycle had begun or not. But once a Rut started, he should be suffering for a week. Now, though his body felt lethargic, it was otherwise perfectly fine.
Hmm, could it be...?
Jeong Hwanseo had heard of such cases before—when someone met their destined mate. It was said that their pheromones alone could calm each other. When they desired each other, even more passionate acts were possible. But...
"A destined mate? I've never met anyone like that... Ugh."
A sharp pain throbbed at the corner of his mouth. Curious, Jeong Hwanseo picked up the hand mirror by the bed and stared into it, freezing in place.
"...Found you."
In the mirror, Jeong Hwanseo's face bloomed into a radiant smile, like a flower in full bloom. He had finally found proof that this wasn't a dream. Come to think of it, though it had become less frequent lately, there had been times... when stray cats had secretly entered his home...
Spies from rival organizations, infiltrating our home to carry the seed of our family line. It seems this time, the stray cat that sneaked into our house was unexpectedly my destined mate.
I'll scour every CCTV camera in the area, if necessary...
I have to find him.
And once I do...
I'll make him mine, binding him to my side forever so he can never escape.
Jeong Hwanseo licked his lips.
His Omega. He'd always believed such a thing was unnecessary and nonexistent. But after meeting him once, an unbearable thirst had surged within him. This Omega was clearly different from the norm. Jeong Hwanseo rose from his seat. Finding his mate would require him to act swiftly and decisively.
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