CHAPTER 19: LONG-DISTANCE MARRIAGE

"JUST TWENTY million won a month? You’re hurting my pride, Lim Garam. Jung Han’s monthly salary is bigger than the amount of allowance you’re asking for."

Haaah.

"What can you even buy with twenty million won?"

"50 million won and that’s final," Garam said sternly. "If you send more than that, I won’t use it."

"Hurry up and sleep," Song Sihyuk scolded him. "You’re turning me on."

"Stop pouting, kid."

"Why are you suddenly using a break-up line?"

These rich people are really out of touch...

"So what? Needs and wants are two different things."

"200 and it can’t get any lower—"

Hyung talks as if I were some sort of a delicacy...

"It’s not you, Hyung— it’s me."

"Hyung, you shouldn’t wear outside clothes to bed," Garam scolded the Alpha. "This is your penthouse. I’m sure you have your clothes here."

Yes, they were both fully clothed.

Garam almost choked on his sushi. "What?"

Tsk.

Song Sihyuk slammed his chopsticks on the table as if he had suddenly lost his appetite. "Let’s at least make it 500 million won."

In fact...

"Hyung, I’m not saying I want to sleep with you," Garam said carefully. "But why are you holding back? Since we’re under a marriage contract, I understand that I’m obligated to sleep with you. And I know this is me being prejudiced, but don’t Alphas have high sex drive?"

The Alpha wanted him to take his black card— the legendary card with no spending limit.

"Yes, Hyung," Garam said, nodding. "You just have to make sure that your experiment won’t put my life in danger. If I get hurt, then this marriage is over."

Damn, they melt in my mouth.

Song Sihyuk let out a frustrated sigh. "You’re bad for my ego, kid."

"Well, I don’t really care. But if you sleep with other people, then I should be allowed to sleep around, too—"

"Hyung, I’m really curious how you ended up acting and talking like a gangster when you were born a chaebol."

Tsk.

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"How can I give my wife a monthly allowance lower than Jung Han’s salary?"

Song Sihyuk actually ghosted Lim Garam for a couple of years.

And what do you know?

"Fine, let’s respect our marriage even though we’re not a real couple," Garam said, sighing. And then he closed his eyes. "Good luck staying abstinent for the next five years, Hyung."

And that was why the two of them were at the penthouse.

"I’m not pouting."

***

Garam felt awkward while lying down on the bed next to Song Sihyuk.

"I can’t have that. After all, I need to focus and work hard while I’m there in order to return home faster."

"300."

"Exactly," Song Sihyuk said. "I just know that I won’t get enough of you, Lim Garam. So, if I have a taste of you now, then I might lose my mind craving for you once I’m in New York."

"Good."

Then...

Anyway...

Song Sihyuk stopped patting Garam’s stomach. "Should I not?"

After all, Han-ssi isn’t just Sihyuk Hyung’s bodyguard— he’s also Sihyuk Hyung’s secretary.

Oh.

"I just don’t want to be lazy, okay?" Garam said defensively. "I feel like I’m going to lose my passion if my bank account gets fatter even if I don’t work hard."

"Hyung, just let it be, okay?"

"I doubled it because you got upset," Garam said defensively, stuffing his face with delicious (and expensive) bluefin tuna sushi. "I’m now asking for a 20-million won monthly allowance."

"Hyung, I already have everything I need to live a comfortable life."

Actually, Garam had been staying in that penthouse ever since he found out that his stepmother and stepbrother had sold his parents’ house.

"No."

Aigoo.

Garam just said, still stuffing his face with sushi.

Song Sihyuk chuckled as if he found Garam cute. "Let’s sleep together tonight, Garam-ah."

"Hyung, actually, ordinary bodyguards don’t earn that much."

Right now, Garam and Song Sihyuk were at the dining hall— enjoying a boat of delicious sushi and sashimi while discussing some serious stuff.

"Still no."

OH, Hyung meant it literally.

That included Garam’s monthly allowance.

"Have you properly read the contract?" Song Sihyuk said, pushing the sushi boat closer to Garam as if encouraging him to eat more. "Are you satisfied with the alimony you’ll get after our divorce?"

"You speak as if you know other chaebols that well."

"Your scent... haaah."

But I refused to accept it.

"Why wouldn’t I be mad?" Song Sihyuk complained. "You know who I am, and yet you refused my black card and asked for a 10-million won allowance instead?"

"What kind of mindset is that?"

Song Sihyuk looked at Garam in disbelief. "Lim Garam, I thought I already told you to exploit me as much as possible? I won’t get bankrupt easily, so why are you being stubborn?"

Yep, that was what happened.

"I’m leaving after you fall asleep," Song Sihyuk said, lying on his side while gently patting Garam’s stomach above the duvet. "So, shut your mouth and sleep."

I haven’t moved back to my house since I’ve been busy.

"I understand."

"I’m not doing anything, though?"

He was only using a guest room.

But Garam could understand why Song Sihyuk was paying Jung Han that much.

Aigoo.

"Hyung, are you going to sleep with other people while you’re in New York?"

"I was originally just going to ask you for 10 million won—" Garam complained, but his complaint ended abruptly when Song Sihyuk glared at him. "See? You’re mad."

***

"I’ll kill whoever you sleep with, Lim Garam," Song Sihyuk warned, almost growling, while his face darkened. "I won’t sleep with other people while we’re married, so you better not sleep with anyone else either."

But since it was Song Sihyuk’s penthouse, then his room should have his clothes.

Song Sihyuk was leaving for New York tomorrow, so they were already going over the things that they needed to arrange before he left.

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