Morning.
- (). "..."
Sohen woke up feeling groggy from a lack of sleep.
Dawn was already breaking through the thick curtains, casting soft golden streaks across the ceiling.
(Damn...)
His head was pounding, his eyes could barely open, and his body rembered every detail of his mom and sister’s nightti "secret mission."
He lay there for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, and finally realized the main thing:
(Praying at church... didn’t help, ha.)
His visit to church a few days ago hadn’t changed a thing.
Sohen had gone there to wash away so of the sins for all the things he’d done over the past few months, but God saw that the young man wasn’t entirely sincere, so He mostly ignored him.
(What’s happening to is just supernatural!... I’m definitely cursed with strange adventures that just get crazier every day... Soone tell how to cut this invisible thread of unwanted episodes... This young man can no longer be rational. I’m sick of it! I just want to... go with the flow and ignore everything...)
He slowly sat down on the bed, ran a hand over his face, and smiled sarcastically.
That was the only reaction he was capable of right now.
Laughter — the only way not to lose her mind.
All of this... is way too stressful.
(By the way, that cara that took Phoebe... why the hell did she bring it to my room in the first place? What the hell is going on here?... Phew.)
A few minutes later, Sohen got out of bed, walked over to the table, and the first thing he did was pick up his phone.
The screen imdiately notified of new ssages.
(Who decided to text this early in the morning...)
The first one was from Aunt Akina — sent about half an hour ago.
The ssage read:
- (Akina). "We all made it ho safely. Thank you for a wonderful evening. Minju, Soyun, and I were very happy..."
Two photos were also attached to the text.
Sohen opened the first one and... froze.
(What the...)
The photo showed Akina and his biological mother, Minju.
They were lying on a single large hotel bed, under a single blanket.
The blanket was pulled back very revealingly — only to the middle of their full, heavy breasts, exposing what lay above.
Minju was fast asleep, completely relaxed, her head tilted back slightly, her lips barely parted, her hair scattered across the pillow.
She looked incredibly vulnerable and at the sa ti incredibly... sexy.
(.....)
Akina, anwhile, looked straight into the cara with a defiant, playful smile, covering one eye, as if to say, "This is our little secret."
All of this was way too wrong given their... biological relationship, but it wasn’t over yet.
(Shit...)
His biological mother’s left breast was completely exposed and almost bare, but covered by Akina’s hand in the most revealing spot, right in that area.
His aunt’s fingers pressed lightly into the soft flesh, as if she were deliberately showing this scene to Sohen.
(I... Damn it, what are you doing, Aunt Akina?!)
Sohen certainly could not have imagined seeing sothing like this in the morning.
His biological mother and aunt were lying mostly naked under a blanket; one of them was touching the other in a very explicit way, provoking the most inappropriate thoughts.
(What was going through aunt Akina’s mind when she sent sothing like that?)
In the second photo, Akina was standing in front of the mirror in the room, holding her phone.
(It seems this photo was taken after they arrived at the hotel.)
She was wearing only a short white bath towel, which she was barely holding in place with one hand.
The towel threatened to co undone at any mont, revealing a deep cleavage and the edges of her large, round breasts.
(She did that on purpose, didn’t she?... Fuck...)
In the background were Minju and Soyun.
Minju was sitting on the bed in a pink towel, and Soyun was standing next to her in a dark blue one.
Both towels were short, barely covering their thighs.
The two won seed to be talking about sothing and didn’t notice Akina’s mischievous prank.
(You’re... a bad woman. What ga are you playing with ?... Hmm? Soyun...)
Sohen involuntarily held his breath as he looked at Soyun’s body in the photo.
(Soyun, you... Wow.)
She was simply stunning.
Toned, athletic, with defined yet feminine abdominal muscles, strong thighs, and perfect posture.
Her breasts were tightly wrapped in a towel, her waist was slim, and her buttocks were accentuated.
Nothing like the girl he rembered.
Sohen involuntarily drifted into mories.
School days.
Soyun was chubby, wore glasses, suffered from acne, and always kept to herself.
Reserved, quiet, almost invisible.
He was the only one with whom she could let her guard down a little, but now... standing before him was a stunningly beautiful bodyguard with the kind of figure most n dream of.
(Of everyone I’ve seen in person among my acquaintances, Soyun has the best body, if you were to describe it purely in terms of athletic aesthetics... Those big... Stop. No. It’s ti to stop looking. This is very dangerous for my... spiritual balance and sothing else down there.)
Sohen abruptly left the ssenger chat and looked at another ssage sent by a... not-so-nice person.
(Valkyrie...)
The ssage read:
- (Valkyrie). "Good morning."
Besides that, she also sent a few funny s and videos, and wished Sohen a good day.
(She’s being pretty modest today... Not a word about what happened last night which is a relief but now she has another crazy video in her collection that could destroy our family’s reputation. This ti, the content captured by the hidden cara is on a whole new level of craziness and is quite different from those videos where I’m only present with one family mber... It’s bad, but there’s nothing I can do about it now, so I’ll have to keep my emotions in check, hurry up and look for information about the blonde beauty, ignore any intimate provocations, and if sothing like what happened a few hours ago happens again, I’ll just pretend to be asleep and... ha-ha, I suddenly had an idea. Hehe, I’ll take advantage of this opportunity.)
Sohen... I think I’ve found a way to get around the Valkyrie’s rule banning sex and masturbation.
(I’m a genius, ha-ha...)
He spent another ten minutes scrolling through work ssages, replying to emails, and trying to focus on his usual tasks.
Then he turned off his phone, set it on the table, and did a short but intense ten-minute workout... squats, push-ups, planks, stretching.
His muscles were burning, but his thoughts had cleared up a little.
Finally, Sohen went into the bathroom.
Standing under the hot shower, he closed his eyes and held his face under the strong jets of water.
The water ran down his body, but it couldn’t wash away what was going on in his head.
(I get excited and smile over little things too quickly. It’s not ti to relax yet. Only once all my problems are solved will I... let loose completely.)
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