Chapter 10 – Namgung Hwa-rin (7)

Namgung Hwa-rin couldn’t say a word. All she could do was nod her head.

Yu-jin approached Namgung Hwa-rin and caressed her face, causing her to blush involuntarily. But his next words turned her complexion pale.

“You have seen something you should not have, which leaves me with only one choice. It is a pity I must kill you to silence you, but it cannot be helped.”

As Yu-jin spoke, he conjured the Green Phosphorus Poison Fire. Knowing it was a flame that could instantly annihilate a person, Namgung Hwa-rin cried out, her face ashen.

“I won’t tell anyone!”

“There is nothing as untrustworthy as a person’s word.”

At Yu-jin’s cold remark, Namgung Hwa-rin began to weep without realizing it.

“I… I mean it. I won’t tell anyone!”

Seeing her desperate plea, Yu-jin removed his hand from her face and spoke.

“There is one other way, but I doubt you would be willing to accept it, Lady Namgung.”

In a situation where death could come at any moment, the mention of a way to survive gave Namgung Hwa-rin a glimmer of hope. However, when Yu-jin suggested she would be unable to do it, she flared up without thinking.

“I can do it!”

At her shout, Yu-jin flashed a sinister smile, different from before, and Namgung Hwa-rin felt her body stiffen.

Yu-jin once again caressed her face, his hand slowly moving down. And before she knew it, he was kneading her breast. Namgung Hwa-rin tried to scream, “What do you think you’re doing?” but Yu-jin’s words came faster.

“If you become my woman, Lady Namgung, then I can trust you. Besides, isn’t our marriage all but confirmed already? Or did you come here to refuse me?”

Namgung Hwa-rin, who held favorable feelings for Yu-jin, could not answer. As if it were only natural, Yu-jin began to fondle her breast.

“Then… please… at least inside…”

Though it was late at night, doing such a thing outside was too great a shock for Namgung Hwa-rin.

Yu-jin was about to firmly refuse her request, but seeing the warriors of the True Dragon Sword Clan emerging, he changed his mind.

“Very well. Let’s go!”

Yu-jin embraced Namgung Hwa-rin and ran with the five women, swiftly arriving at the annex.

Yu-jin tossed Namgung Hwa-rin onto the bed and stripped her clothes off in an instant. Namgung Hwa-rin was bewildered, as she hadn’t even felt his hands. It was only natural for her to be confused, unaware that Yu-jin’s skill in disrobing women had long since reached its peak.

“Magnificent.”

Her beautiful, ripe breasts were so firm they barely changed shape even as she lay down, boasting a fullness that overflowed his hand.

Despite having such beautiful breasts, Namgung Hwa-rin also possessed slender, smooth hips and long, shapely legs.

He could now understand why people included her among the Five Phoenixes, despite her wretched personality. Her bad temper meant nothing before him, so Yu-jin was satisfied. Namgung Hwa-rin, however, felt an inexplicable sense of sorrow.

‘To lose the purity I’ve cherished for so long like this.’

She had wanted to give it to him after their marriage, but she had no choice if she wanted to earn his trust. In the end, she resigned herself and surrendered her body to him.

“There’s no need to be so tense. Think of it as a dress rehearsal before the wedding.”

As he spoke, Yu-jin kneaded Namgung Hwa-rin’s ample bosom. The five women discreetly left the room so that Yu-jin could enjoy his tryst comfortably.

It wasn’t that they didn’t feel jealous, but they couldn’t question Yu-jin’s actions. Pleased with their consideration, Yu-jin kissed Namgung Hwa-rin as the maids departed.

*Smooch.*

Though it was just a single kiss, the inexperienced Namgung Hwa-rin couldn’t hide her flushed face and trembling body.

Yu-jin began to gently touch her body.

“Mmm…”

Seeing her body tremble slightly every time his hand brushed against her, Yu-jin found her adorable.

He continued to give her light kisses while his hands gently caressed her body, easing her tension.

“Hah… hah…”

The sweet scent of her breath told him she was becoming aroused.

Yu-jin took off his own clothes, then leaned down to kiss her again while caressing her body. Namgung Hwa-rin’s body twitched, reacting sensitively to his every touch.

“Your reactions are beautiful.”

At Yu-jin’s praise, Namgung Hwa-rin covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. No longer able to maintain his composure, Yu-jin slowly and gently brought his hand to her jade gate.

The moment he did, she reflexively clamped her legs together in surprise, but Yu-jin’s fingers had already slipped inside her.

Namgung Hwa-rin’s entrance was already a flood, but when his fingers entered, so much of her essence poured out that it soaked the bedsheets.

“For you who offers your purity like this, I will love you for the rest of my life, Lady Namgung.”

Namgung Hwa-rin blushed at his words and nodded. Overjoyed, Yu-jin continued to caress her body, fanning the flames of her excitement until her legs finally parted, as if to welcome him.

Positioning himself between her legs, Yu-jin brought his member, already as hard as it could be, to her entrance and slowly pushed inside.

“Ahk!”

Namgung Hwa-rin flinched and let out a soft cry from the tearing pain.

From her jade gate, now completely conquered by Yu-jin, red blood—the symbol of her purity—mixed with clear, transparent fluid and flowed down, staining the bed.

Hwa-rin realized she had been completely conquered by Yu-jin.

‘There’s really no turning back now. I’m going to be this man’s wife.’

Unaware of her thoughts, Yu-jin slowly moved his hips back and forth, and Hwa-rin began to moan in pain. For her, a virgin, the pain of their union was immense.

“Ugh! Aahk…!”

Hwa-rin cried out from the pain of her torn maidenhead, but she did not resist, trying to accept him.

To ease her pain, Yu-jin caressed her breasts and kissed her. His efforts seemed to work, as a moan of pleasure escaped her lips.

“This… this strange feeling…”

“It is a feeling only those who share love can experience.”

As if unwilling to lose this newfound pleasure, Hwa-rin instinctively matched Yu-jin’s rhythm. Yu-jin, in turn, felt pleasure from the tightness and softness she offered.

“Haang! Haaang!”

Kneading her breasts as they swayed back and forth, Yu-jin became increasingly lost in her body.

‘A true masterpiece.’

He had embraced countless women, but a gem like this was rare. Yu-jin was satisfied. Soon, Namgung Hwa-rin reached her climax, letting out a loud cry.

“Hahk! Aaaaaah! Hah, hah, hah…”

Yu-jin could have held back his release, but he chose not to. He wanted to make her fully aware that she was his woman.

Just as he intended, when she felt his white seed enter her, she truly believed she had become his woman.

“Ah?”

Namgung Hwa-rin was taken aback when she suddenly felt Yu-jin’s member swelling inside her again. Common sense dictated that it took some time for a man to recover after one release, so she couldn’t help but feel bewildered as his member instantly engorged.

“I’ve always been rather robust.”

At Yu-jin’s words, Namgung Hwa-rin blushed and lowered her head. It was then that Yeon approached him.

At Yeon’s sudden appearance, Namgung Hwa-rin hastily covered her body with the blanket, and Yu-jin scowled at Yeon.

Even for her, interrupting him in the middle of lovemaking was unforgivable.

“A warrior has come looking for you, Young Master.”

Yu-jin’s scowl deepened. He pulled himself out of Namgung Hwa-rin, threw on the clothes scattered on the floor, and opened the door.

“What is it?”

“We’ve received news that Chief Beom Sang-woo was attacked by an unknown enemy and lost his life. His body couldn’t be found, but based on the amount of blood and the rotten pieces of viscera at his residence, he is presumed dead. The Clan Head has urgently summoned the Young Masters and the other Chiefs.”

“Hmm, and here I was busy with a personal matter.”

“A Chief is dead. This is more important than any personal matter—Gack!”

The warrior could not finish his sentence. Yu-jin’s hand had shot out and seized him by the throat.

The warrior was shocked that Yu-jin had grabbed him so easily. His name was Jin Seung-won, a promising talent even within the Heavenly Sword Brigade.

Yu-jin glared coldly at Jin Seung-won and spoke.

“I may not be as outstanding as my younger brothers, but snapping the neck of a warrior like you is not a difficult task. And it is I who decides what is more important, not you. I suggest you learn your place.”

When Yu-jin released his grip, Jin Seung-won coughed repeatedly, glaring at him.

“Hah, even if I remain idle, I expect you to show some courtesy to the First Young Master. That is, if you don’t wish to die.”

As a murderous aura emanated from Yu-jin, Jin Seung-won grit his teeth. The esteemed Chief Beom Sang-woo had met a mysterious end, yet the First Young Master was embracing a woman. He couldn’t contain his rage. He instinctively reached for his sword, but he couldn’t bring himself to draw it.

“Sheathe your sword. If you don’t want to die.”

At the familiar voice, Jin Seung-won quickly released his sword and prostrated himself before the speaker.

The owner of the voice was a young man with a still-youthful face. His name was Kang Cheon-woo, Yu-jin’s third younger brother, known by the title of Hegemon Sword.

“For a mere warrior to dare point his sword at a direct descendant of the True Dragon Sword Clan. You are confined for one month.”

“Fourth Young Master! I—I was just!”

“Are you defying my command?”

Silenced by Kang Cheon-woo’s words, Jin Seung-won finally nodded, rose from his position, and departed.

“Father is looking for you, brother. Should you not be on your way?”

“Hah, for a so-called Chief to die so pathetically and interrupt my pleasure… I suppose it can’t be helped. I’ll be there shortly, so go on ahead.”

At Yu-jin’s insult toward Beom Sang-woo, his patron, Kang Cheon-woo briefly clenched his fists before relaxing them. Now was not the time for brothers to fight.

“Then I shall take my leave.”

Kang Cheon-woo bowed his head and quickly left. Yu-jin went back inside, entrusted Namgung Hwa-rin to his maids, and then made his way out.