Irene's modest villa is one of her pride, the first property she bought from her first shooting fee. It is quite spacious but not big either,around it there are trees that cool the atmosphere, and it is a place to enjoy dancing on holidays.
Irene put down her scarf and coat with a tired sigh escaping her lips.Joy's suggestion had shocked her to the point that Irene was unable to respond. She hesitantly excused herself, begged to give her time to think about the offer and then headed straight home. After all, paying someone for sex never crossed her mind.
At least until today.
Irene felt something strange was happening in her villa. There was a sound up there, in her room. Sounds like the bed hitting the wall.Paying no heed, Irene stepped into the kitchen and poured a glass of wine. It was time for dinner and the apple pie wasn't enough to fill her little stomach but tonight she didn't feel like eating.
Irene walked up the stairs with a bottle of wine flanked in one hand,the other holding a wine glass. The sound of the collision became clearer when she was in front of the main room door. Irene put the wine bottle on the nightstand beside the door then slowly began to open the door in front of her only to be stunned to see the scenery in front of her.
Sehun. Sehun was sweating with his bare hips.
He was having sex with a pale skinned body which, seen from her stature, was a man.
Irene didn't know what to do but it seemed her body knew what to do. Her grip on the glass weakened causing it to fall to the floor. The sound of broken glass made Sehun's pounding stop, he gasped and his eyes stared at Irene.
"Geez Ire--"Irene's gaze was divided. In a situation like this, her thoughts ended up in strange things.
' I just dirtied the floor of my room ' was what Irene had in mind.
Irene's gaze was fixed on the broken glass scattered on the floor of her room and also the wine that littered the floor while Sehun hurriedly covered his naked body and the young man who had just been fucked on their bed. Sehun, a cute person since Irene High School. His hand reached out to grab Irene but Irene brushed it o.She pushed her tiny body back and looked at Sehun with her murderous eyes.
"Get the fuck out. Kaa" Irene said, her voice trembling. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW, SEHUN!" Irene shouted loudly.
Irene's shout immediately made the two men in front of her react.The pale young man immediately put on his clothes as well as Sehun who got up and put on his jeans. Irene was still standing near the door, her attention still fixed on the liquid wine on the floor. What she was thinking about right now was to immediately clean the floor ofher room.
"Irene ...." Sehun tried again, but the actress ignored him. Irene pointed towards the stairs. "You don't even want to let me explain it?"
"Nothing needs to be explained, Sehun ." Irene said Sehun's name as if it was the word she was most reluctant to say.
"Get out of my house !"
After that, Irene didn't know anything else. She remembered the sound of footsteps coming out of her house. Men's sweat and disgusting sex fluid that filled their room --- no, Irene's. She can't stay here. Irene came out and closed the door, her memory still of Sehun fucking a man. The fact that that person was a man was not the problem. Of course not. But the fact that Sehun has fucked someone else in their bed . The same bed they bought together at Ikea, the same bed that Sehun had trouble putting up with.
Irene went to her favorite place, her sanctuary. Downstairs workspace right next to the kitchen.
What should she do now? What can she do?
Irene played with her cellphone then brought it to her ear.
"Joy? It's me. I ..... I don't think I have a problem with that. With that prostitute(P.S.K)."
------------------------XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX-----------------------
Well, the story starts here. The next chap my Jichu will appear. RU Ready ?!Don't forget to vote comment!Nyeongan! Ppoong! ^ _ ^

YOU ARE READING
P.S.K|JIRENE|(CONVERTED)
RomansaBae Joohyun or better known by the stage name Irene, a famous actress in Seoul, started to feel stress about her fame. Plus her loneliness and sexual needs, she really needs help. Thanks to Joy, she met Kim Jisoo, a P.S.K. But is that only Jisoo for...