The Cat Who Weeps in the Dark - Chapter 72

“Gah.”

Helion’s back arched. Katie instinctively flinched her hand back as hot liquid spread across her palm. In the throes of climax, the man abruptly pulled the woman closer.

Helion’s face, twisted askew, drew near. It was different from when their foreheads had touched earlier.

Katie held her breath, her eyes wide.

At that instant, Helion froze. He let out only suppressed breaths, agonizingly close, his lips almost touching hers.

How much time had passed? The hand gripping the nape of Katie’s neck slowly loosened its hold.

“…It’s time to go home, Katie.”

Helion’s eyes had already grown cold. The heat that had filled them dissipated as quickly as it had appeared. Only then did Katie come to her senses.

“I-I’ll be going now.”

Katie hurriedly sat up. Surprisingly, he released her with ease.

For some reason, her lips, where his breath had brushed earlier, tingled. As Katie turned to leave, she reflexively brought her hand to her lips.

Suddenly, Helion shot up. He ground his teeth, snatching Katie’s hand back.

“What the hell…!”

Helion’s eyes blazed. Katie was flustered by his reaction. She couldn’t understand why the man, who had been lazily indulging in perverse acts just moments ago, was suddenly enraged.

Helion, still seething, grabbed her hand and dragged her into the bathroom.

Helion then slammed her hand down into the sink and turned on the water. Only after the cold water gushed out did Katie realize. Her hand was completely covered in c*m.

If she had touched her lips with it. Even without tasting it, her mouth already felt foul. Just thinking about it filled her with disgust.

As soon as Helion finished washing her hand, he dragged her back towards the room with long strides. The man reached the door in a flash and twisted the doorknob.

“I’ll be busy until the delegation arrives. I won’t have time to play around for a while.”

“Are you perhaps saying…?”

“We’ll return to the original work system for a while. I’ll see you tomorrow during the day ,my kitty.”

Helion closed the door with a cold expression. Katie stood dumbfounded for a moment, staring at her dripping hand.

‘No. If anyone was going to eat it, it would be me, so why is he the one who’s angry?’

Anyone would think she was trying to rub his c*m on his own lips. But the man who could answer her question had already vanished behind the door.

* * *

Helion ran a hand through his hair, a complex expression on his face.

He’d sent the cat out and returned to his work. But no matter how much he stared at the papers, not a single letter registered.

“What the hell is she thinking?”

Finally, he closed the report he’d been looking at. As he closed his eyes, the woman’s image surfaced.

The blurry silhouette gradually took on concrete form. Her eyes widened with surprise when he’d gotten close. Her lips parted weakly in bewilderment.

His thoughts drifted to the incident that had just occurred. The woman had almost rubbed her hand, smeared with his c*m, directly on those lips.

“I’m really going insane.”

He’d only thought of it for a moment. But already, his c**k twitched again.

Helion nervously adjusted his pants. He shoved his stiff d**k between his thighs and buttoned up his fly.

Actually, the e******n wasn’t the problem. There was something else that truly bothered him.

His lips had almost touched hers. It was an impulse he couldn’t even understand himself.

He already knew he thought of Katie differently from other women. His physical reactions alone were proof. But he never imagined he’d want to kiss her.

“Is this what they mean by ‘body chemistry’ or ‘skinship love’?”

Helion let out a hollow laugh. He never thought the day would come when a bastard who couldn’t even get hard would be thinking such things.

Suddenly, a suffocating feeling enveloped him. He opened the lid of the box on the table. Then he pulled out a cigar, lit it, and drew on it until his cheeks hollowed. But no matter how much smoke he inhaled, his mood didn’t improve.