Immoral Passions

God save me

A week has passed and if nothing, Wendy's feelings have grown even more. Her heart melted whenever she was around Irene and she couldn't help but make a fool of herself around the older woman.

Irene on the other hand wasn't as naive as she showed to be. She knew exactly how Wendy felt for her. But she was in denial. A denial of fear and self-worth. She had swore to not fall in love and care about someone when she was 20 and now that it was happening, she wasn't ready to accept that.

Even her body tingled with warmth when Wendy smiled at her or took care of her by simple kind gestures but she tried to suppress them. She tried to keep her feelings in control but it was becoming harder as every day passed.

It was Friday today and Wendy was just arranging the weekly money she transferred from her normal bank account to the one she had made for Irene. Including to the money she took out from her card, she also sold her 2 mercedes which were just lying in the garage. As they were good models and were kind of untouched, she got a good deal for them too. Not only this, but she had also sold some of the gold and diamond jewellery which her parent's business partners had given her long time back on her birthdays.

"Halfway to go," Wendy said happily while looking at the account balance. She bad already arranged a little over half the money in just 2 weeks.

But now the real hard part begins. She wanted to use the money from her black card without her father or mother's notice. She knew that her parents didn't care but she didn't want her father getting any hint about her spending it all on strip clubs for a woman. Not because her father will scold her or hurt Irene.. but because her father will be proud of her. Her father will misunderstand the situation and judge her, labelling her as a Son indeed. And she didn't want to be labelled that. She didn't want to be the person her parents were. Never.

"Once I graduate.. I'll earn a honest living.. I wish with Irene unnie," Wendy said in a blush while driving her car.

It was late at night and she was driving back from the bank. She had just reached home when her phone suddenly rang. When she saw the caller, she immediately stopped her car on the side of the road and picked it up.

"Hello?," Wendy said, looking ahead.

"S-Seungwan..," Irene said.

Wendy who heard the stripper's fearful voice through the phone felt her heart sinking.

"What's wrong?," Wendy asked in worry.

"Unnie? Where are you?," Wendy asked when she didn't get a reply back and just heard some low soft sobs.

"H-Home..," Irene replied.

"I'm coming," Wendy stated as she started her car once again and made a U turn.

She had cut the call as it'll just take her 2 minutes to reach the older one's place. She had once blackmailed Irene to tell her exact address, and at the moment she felt grateful for it.

Wendy parked her car randomly in the parking area and rushed inside the 5 floored apartment building, rushing up the stairs. She didn't have time to wait for the lift. She didn't have time to wait in the lift.

While panting, she rapidly searched around for Irene's house in the hall. When she saw the number 501, she rang the bell and knocked on it.

"Unnie it's me! Open up!," Wendy said loudly in deep breaths.

Just in a minute, the door opened, revealing Irene who was in her signature stripper clothes. But what got Wendy's attention was that the older woman's face was drowning with tears, puffed red eyes and shaky hands.