Forbidden Desire

The night before, Jason Park returned home to find the house empty, as usual. Jinhee, his wife, had not yet arrived, a common occurrence that left him dining alone once more.

“I get home and as usual Jinhee hasn’t arrived yet, I really don’t understand how she stays out so late, once again I have dinner alone because if I wait for Jinhee to arrive I simply won’t have dinner.”

“Would you like some more wine, Mr. Park?” Mrs. Amelia, the household help, inquired.

“No, I’d better not drink too much because I want to see what time my wife will arrive,” Jason replied, his tone tinged with resignation.

“Yes, Mr. Park,” Mrs. Amelia acknowledged quietly.

“What time did she leave?” Jason pressed, his concern palpable.

“It was just after lunch, Mr. Park,” Mrs. Amelia admitted, her eyes betraying a sense of pity.

“Every day she leaves earlier and comes back later,” Jason lamented, his inner turmoil evident.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Park, are you planning to have dinner at home tomorrow?” Mrs. Amelia asked, attempting to change the subject.

“No, why?” Jason responded, trying to engage in casual conversation to distract himself from his loneliness.

“My niece arrived from Brazil today, and Mrs. Park said I could use dinner time to pick her up from college since she doesn’t know her way around yet,” Mrs. Amelia explained.

“No problem. Did she have a good trip?” Jason inquired, trying to maintain the facade of normalcy.

“Yes, she did, but she was very tired,” Mrs. Amelia replied, her concern for her niece evident. “Tomorrow she starts work and studying, so she needs that rest.”

“That’s right. What is she going to study?” Jason probed further, attempting to keep the conversation flowing.

“Arts. She won a scholarship at one of the best universities in Korea just for her drawings,” Mrs. Amelia revealed proudly.

“That’s great… What’s her name again?” Jason asked, genuinely interested in the newcomer.

“Jane. She’s a very hard-working girl, and as she was left alone in Brazil after my mother died, I was very happy that she was able to come here,” Mrs. Amelia explained warmly.

“How old is she?” Jason inquired, his thoughts drifting to his own past and the simplicity of youth.

“She’s twenty, but she’ll be twenty-one soon,” Mrs. Amelia answered.

“So young,” Jason mused, his mind dwelling on the passage of time and the complexities of adulthood.

As Jinhee’s arrival interrupted their conversation, Jason attempted to engage her in dialogue, longing for companionship and understanding. However, their exchange only served to highlight the growing chasm between them.

“Jiji, can we be a normal couple at least for one night?” Jason pleaded, his desperation palpable.

“What do you want from me, Jason?” Jinhee retorted, her frustration evident.

“I want you!” Jason declared passionately, his emotions laid bare.

“You’ve got me,” Jinhee replied flippantly, her indifference cutting deep.

“Only on paper,” Jason lamented, his heartache evident.

“What’s going on? Is this about sex? We had sex last week.”

“Jiji, it’s not just about sex, I want your company, I want to have dinner with you, I want to know how your day was. There’s so much we could do together. I swear I try to understand you, but I can’t.”

She shrugs her shoulders and looks around the room at everyone but me.

“Jason, in the agreement our parents made, we promised to stay married for the good of the company, but at no point did we promise to love each other.”

“But we promised it in church, in front of God. And I’ve kept it, Jiji. God knows I’ve kept it. For two years I’ve been trying to win you over, and I’ve done everything I can to do so, but you don’t seem to want to give us both a chance.”

“Bloody hell! Always these damn demands, always arguments.”

“Jiji, I’m not arguing… I just want to know what else I can do to make you happy?”

“I don’t know! How about you leave me alone? That would be a good start!”

She stomped off, and I just stood there watching her walk away from me as she always did. At this point, I lost my appetite and went to my office, pouring myself a shot of whiskey and looking at the huge house we had that was so full of furniture and so empty of love. How long was I going to put up with this? How long could I go on feeling alone and ignoring it in order to remain by the side of the woman I love?Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

After drinking three shots of whiskey, I decide to go to the bedroom and when I enter I see that Jinhee is already lying down, probably pretending to sleep. I lay down next to her, pulling her body to mine and kissing her back. I push her hair away, kissing her neck as I hug her tightly and feel her body stiffen. She moves a little and takes a deep breath.

“I have a headache, Jason.”

I was used to hearing this phrase every time I tried to touch her. I pulled away from her, threw myself on the bed and took a deep breath.

“Always Jiji… Maybe I should take you to a doctor.”

She stays quiet and a while later she says.

“Look, tomorrow when you get home from the gym before you go to work, I promise we’ll have a little date, OK?”

“Really?”

“Yeah… Now let’s go to sleep.”

She turns over to lie on my chest and, as pathetic as that sounds, just that simple contact makes me happy. I put my hand gently on her chin, pulling her lips to mine and sealing them, and just looking into her eyes made me melt.

“I love you!” I said with all the certainty in my heart and heard her sigh.

“I know it!”

She snuggled into me and I kept stroking her hair until she fell asleep. She had never said she loved me and I knew why, but I never gave up hope of one day hearing those words from her. After a while, I fell asleep and when I woke up, I rushed off to the gym, excited to be back soon and to be able to hold the woman I love in my arms. When I got home and went into my room, I almost couldn’t believe my eyes. A woman who I knew wasn’t Lisa was cleaning under the bed in my room, wearing an extremely short uniform that showed off her ass, her thong panties didn’t hide much, and I’m guilty of saying that I spent a few minutes watching her like that before coughing to get her attention.

I couldn’t deny that she had a big, juicy ass, just the way I liked it. Just by the size of her ass, I knew it wasn’t Jiji, as she was very skinny. When I caught her eye, she freaked out and banged her head on the bed while swearing. I couldn’t help it and started laughing at her reaction. When I could see her face, I realized how young and beautiful she was. When she ran her gaze over my body, I could see that she blushed, and I couldn’t help but smile at the fact that she was so transparent.

“Hi! I don’t know you.”

I say, and she opens her mouth, but no sound comes out. I got closer and realized that she was totally glued to my body, it had been a long time since a woman had looked at me like that, and I ended up feeling guilty for enjoying it.

“What’s the matter, miss? Cat got your tongue?”

I smiled as I realized that she was totally mesmerized by me. My self-esteem hadn’t been this high for a long time, she was kneeling in front of me in a totally submissive position and I couldn’t help but think nonsense for a few moments.

“Well, since you won’t talk, I will. My name is Jason Park and I think yours is Jane, isn’t it?”

She stares at me for a while until she swallows and answers without taking her eyes off mine.

“Yes, Mr. Park, my name is Jane.”

“Oh you talk, I thought you were mute.”

I joke, and she tucks a lock of her beautiful black hair behind her ear.

“I’m sorry, I just got scared.”

“It’s all right! Where’s Mrs. Park?”

“She left, said she had somewhere to go.”

My smile crumbled, and I became furious. Of course, she had left. She left, so she wouldn’t have to keep her promise to me yesterday. I felt so bad thinking about it that I felt my legs shaking, so I sat down on the bed. I soon saw Jane getting up, looking worried.

“Mr. Park, are you all right? You’ve suddenly gone pale.”

My eyes started to sting, and I couldn’t believe it had affected me so much. The last thing I wanted was an audience for what I was feeling, so I swallowed, trying to clear the knot in my throat and when I finally managed to speak my voice came out low.

“Get out of here please….” he pleaded.

“Han?” The young woman looked at me confused and, so as not to cry in front of her, I just exploded.

“I TOLD YOU TO GET OUT OF HERE!”