Across The Pornhwa Verse

Next door, Yeo Juyeon stirred awake with a groggy groan, her limbs feeling as heavy as lead. Her head throbbed with a sharp, persistent ache, the kind that made her wince even before fully opening her eyes. Blinking sluggishly, she tried to adjust to the dim morning light filtering through the blinds, but even that felt like a challenge.

'Ugh… never again,' she thought, rubbing her temples in an attempt to soothe the pounding. She knew better than to drink more than half a can, yet here she was, suffering the consequences. But despite the discomfort, a small, satisfied smile tugged at her lips.

Flashes of last night played in her mind, each memory igniting a pleasant warmth deep within her.

'I really enjoyed my time with Travis… I should honestly use that experience and write more of my story now,' she mused, stretching lazily beneath the sheets. 'But first, hangover pills. And water. Lots of water.'

She let out a sigh, rolling onto her side as she mentally scolded herself. Yeo Juyeon had always been a lightweight—one drink too many, and she was out for the count. She made a silent vow to pace herself better next time.

Meanwhile, in the next room, Travis let out a low groan of satisfaction as Ha Ye-Jung swallowed him down effortlessly. His muscles relaxed as the last waves of pleasure coursed through him, his chest rising and falling with steady breaths.

With a coy smile, Ha Ye-Jung licked the corner of her lips and wiped the lingering mess with the back of her hand before crawling over to him. Her bare skin pressed against his as she lay down beside him, her touch warm and possessive. She pulled him onto her chest, cradling his head against the softness of her breasts, her fingers gliding through his hair with slow, deliberate strokes.

"You do know I have a daughter, right?" she asked suddenly, her voice a mix of curiosity and something unreadable.

Travis, now comfortably nestled against her, let out a contented sigh. "Oh, you mean Lee Ruri? Yeah, met her already." He tilted his head slightly, looking up at her with mild interest. "Is she the reason you wanted to buy that shop?"

A smirk tugged at the corners of Ha Ye-Jung's lips as she continued running her fingers through his dark strands. "Yes, she is. That dumb girl ran away from home, thinking she could escape me. But even when she was out of my sight, I knew her every move."

She chuckled softly, the sound laced with amusement. "I even protected her from danger more times than she'll ever know. Well, not me directly, but the bodyguards I hired to watch over her 24/7. Still, I got tired of the little game she was playing. It was time for her to come home, whether she wanted to or not. That's why I wanted to purchase the store—so she'd come back by choice, not force. After making the right… adjustments, of course."

Travis hummed thoughtfully, shifting slightly but not moving away from her chest. "Why'd she run away in the first place? I don't get why someone would ditch a life of wealth and stability. If I weren't rich myself, I'd have you legally adopt me," he said, his voice laced with teasing.

Ha Ye-Jung let out an exasperated sigh, her nails gently scratching his scalp. "I don't know. I think it has something to do with me marrying her father. We were really close before, then one day, she just… changed. Like a switch flipped. I never got a straight answer from her."

Travis was quiet for a moment, processing her words. "Well, there's probably a reason," he muttered, his voice growing softer. "I'll figure it out eventually. But for now…" He yawned, snuggling deeper against her warmth. "Let me rest. Your tits make great pillows."

Ha Ye-Jung let out a breathy laugh, a flicker of amusement dancing in her eyes. She held him tighter, her arms wrapping around his back as if keeping him there forever.

'I guess these puppies aren't for display only,' she thought, feeling an odd sense of pride.

With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes, letting herself relax into the quiet intimacy of the moment.

Time passed, and Travis stirred awake, his lips wrapped around something warm and soft. His drowsy mind took a moment to register the sensation before his eyes cracked open. A heavy weight rested against his face—her breast.

For a split second, he was shocked. But instead of pulling away immediately, he let his mouth linger, lips instinctively tightening as he sucked once before finally releasing her. A small sigh left her in her sleep, and he smirked.

Stretching, he sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. His body still buzzed from the night before, but he forced himself up, heading straight to the bathroom.

As soon as he stood before the toilet, a long, relieved sigh escaped him. He hadn't taken a piss since the night before, and now that he thought about it, he was lucky he hadn't pissed in her mouth instead of cumming. The thought made him chuckle darkly as he shook off the last drops and flushed.

He turned on the shower, letting the hot water drum against his skin, washing away the sweat and remnants of the night. By the time he stepped out, his muscles were looser, his mind clearer. He threw on a casual outfit, checked himself in the mirror, and grabbed his things before leaving the apartment.

Today, he had something important to do. He was going to meet Lee Ruri—the second-to-last piece in this puzzle.

Locking the door behind him, he made his way down the hallway, only to catch sight of two very familiar faces. A young couple stood near Nam Juho's apartment, whispering between themselves, their bodies close.

Choi Bakha and Min Chodan.

Travis had seen them plenty of times before. For some reason, they enjoyed sneaking into Juho's place to have sex. Why? He had no idea. But today, as he passed by them, he locked eyes with Choi.

She didn't shy away. Instead, she smirked and winked before brushing past him, her scent lingering for just a moment.

His lips twitched slightly. Curious, he decided to check her status.

Love: 80

Interest: 100

His eyebrows lifted slightly. 'So quick,' he thought.

Meanwhile, Choi leaned into Min, her eyes still subtly watching Travis.

"I want to fuck that guy back there," she murmured.

Min turned to look, his gaze landing on Travis's broad back as he walked away. He hesitated for only a second before nodding eagerly.

"Of course!! Let me go ask him."

Before she could even respond, Min rushed after Travis, his footsteps hurried. He caught up and grabbed Travis's shoulder.

Travis barely reacted. The grip did nothing to slow him down—if anything, it was like grabbing a wall. Still, he turned around, giving Min a blank, unreadable stare.

"Yo," Travis greeted, his deep voice making Min instantly feel smaller.

Min swallowed, suddenly aware of the overwhelming presence of the man before him. Travis was taller, stronger, exuding something raw and dominant that made Min feel… lesser. And oddly, that made him feel good.

Taking a breath, he got straight to the point.

"Can you please fuck my girlfriend over there?" he asked bluntly.

Travis raised an eyebrow, though he wasn't actually surprised. This wasn't the first time he'd encountered something like this. Still, he let the silence stretch, watching Min squirm slightly under his gaze.

Then, with a slow smirk, he finally responded.

"Sure," he said. "I've been feeling a little tense lately."

He glanced at Choi, who had already walked up to them. Without hesitation, she wrapped herself around him, pressing her soft body against his.

Her eyes locked onto his, filled with heat, anticipation, and something dangerously close to devotion.

"When do you want to do this?" she asked, her voice low, sultry.

Travis tilted his head, considering. Then he stepped back, his expression still unreadable.

"An hour from now. Right here," he said. "And remember—I don't like to share."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Choi stood frozen, her entire body tingling with raw, primal desire. Her eyes followed him, drinking in every step, every movement.

'I want him,' she thought.

TO BE CONTINUED