Sin City ( Chaesoo G!P 18+ ) ✅

Chapter 6

I slipped out of Jisoo's office passing Chanyeol who was posted against a wall waiting for me. Childishly, I pretended not to see him as I paced towards the elevator. Stabbing the call button hurriedly I avoid Chanyeol's gaze, too livid to speak. Livid that some asshole had the balls to ask me in front of my husband to spend a night with her. Livid that Chanyeol didn't come to my rescue and tell Jisoo off. Livid because my good for nothing husband didn't throw a tornado of a fit that I couldn't. Livid because despite my better judgment and being in love with Chanyeol I was very attracted to Jisoo. Livid with myself for giving her the satisfaction of knowing that she aroused me to the point of complete and utter insanity, for letting her touch me, for allowing her to embed her memory in a sacred place in my brain that previously only encompassed Chanyeol. Livid that I had agreed to come to this club in the first place. Most importantly, livid because I couldn't control my feelings.

"You're overreacting." Chanyeol said eventually.

I said nothing. I wasn't about to shout at him while we were still at the club. No matter how much I may have wanted to. I had more class than that.

What kind of an asshole pawns his wife off to a sex club owner? What kind of an asshole leaves the same woman alone with his wife? What kind of a wife is seduced by a sex club owner? What kind of wife thought about letting another person touch her? What kind of couple goes to a swinger club? I couldn't bring myself to believe that Chanyeol wanted to come to Sin City for me. It wasn't about getting me to open up or whatever bullshit he said that persuaded me to come tonight. I didn't know why he asked me to but I had to find out. Once the elevator doors parted I stepped inside and Chanyeol followed me.

"You don't treat your wife like a sex object, Chanyeol. You were supposed to say something when she was propositioning me. Not encourage it."

"I'm not going to tell you what to do, Roseanne. Besides, I expected you to say no. You should've said no. You get attention from men and women every time we go out. You brush those assholes off with ease. Why couldn't you do the same with her? At least this woman was upfront about the fact that she wanted to screw you."

I rolled my eyes.

"You told me that a woman asked the same thing the last time we visited. What makes this so different?" he added.

I hate that he had a point. "Because I wouldn't even consider sleeping with that married woman."

"You wouldn't have sex with Ms. Kim either, would you?"

The ball was back in my court. Shit. I was silent as the elevator opened. The night air whipped my hair across my face, calming my nerves. The smell of cigarettes and car exhaust was comforting because it was familiar along with homeless men who sat in the alley between rusted old buildings in rundown neighborhoods. The sound of blaring car horns and muffled chatter at two in the morning. The sight of pedestrians hailing cabs. All of the chaos that made up the city I had come to appreciate in the past six years.

Chanyeol wasn't wrong, I was. I couldn't say no. I was attracted to her. I let her kiss me and I was curious about the places she could take me. Jisoo had gotten to me in a way no one else ever had and I wanted what she had to offer. I had somehow let this woman into my head to the point where I was seriously contemplating her offer.

"You're right. I should've said no and I didn't. It's my fault."

"Why didn't you?"

"I don't know." That was a lie. I knew why. I wanted to sleep with Jisoo. I wanted her since the first time I saw her. Women like her made things happen. They get what they wanted. No matter the collateral damage. They possessed anyone like me. They used their vast skills to conquer and satisfy. I wanted that more than my next breath but I was too afraid to admit such a need aloud because it meant that I was rationalizing infidelity. It meant becoming the woman I frowned upon until that moment.