Chapter 1: Mr. Chim

"I love you." Those words rolled off of his tongue—sinful words that could shutter everyone's heart, especially knowing it was said with no feelings at all.

"I love you too, Jaemin." She snuggled, arms around him as the man closed his eyes tightly in utter disgust. He could hear her panting heavily as well as his while they put their bodies in a stable condition.

Such then, Jaemin felt something on his lower region—her hands slowly making its way to his private, slowly caressing his abdomen. A forced out moan escape his lips, gripping her wrist before flipping both of them with him hovering her.

A smirk plastered on the woman’s face, letting out a disgusting giggle—inviting the man to go for another round, making the man cringed.

His hands travelled from her rough cheeks as he crack out a sad smile—it pains him how the girl won't be able to live for another day anymore. Or does it even pain him?

In all honesty, he loved it. He loved and hated at the same time how his soft, expensive and precious hands glided along with the pattern of her naked curves down to her lower area as he worked inside her making her let out a despicable moans while Jaemin let out a unsatisfied groan.

The woman under him—whom he doesn't have any idea what is the name again, was having too much fun while him? He was too disappointed with the performance.

Her disgusting hands travelled to his semi-hard on as she was now the one whose working on him, pumping and trying her best to satisfy the man. She wasted no time to push Jaemin off of her as she laid him on his back.

She grabbed his member, abruptly aligning herself before even Jaemin could say something. She lowered herself down, feeling his member wrapping around her tight walls. She would even clinched it, feeling all the pleasure just for herself as she ride him, bouncing up and down.

"Urgh!" Jaemin let out a painful cry, as the girl continue to ride him without letting him have the chance to have a throbbing and hard dick.

Having a non-hard dick while having a sex could be too painful for a man.

Jaemin wasn't aroused—but he started to cry out for pleasure, not because of the feeling he was getting from the girl who is performing on top of him, it was because of the feeling he got just thinking about how he would be able to finally kill her after a week of waiting.

The girl arched her back as she rode out her orgasm, sighing in relief and looked at Jaemin who gave her a smile. She smiled sweetly but then it faded away when the man underneath her smirked.

"You don't think I am done right, babygirl?" Jaemin smirked, grabbing her by the neck as they flipped them around again—him now being in control, so dominant it turned the girl on again.

Without wasting any second, the man pounded inside her as the woman let out moans and giggles—loving the idea at how rough and deep the man was inside her.

She was loving it too much, but Jaemin was just starting his plan inside his mind.

"Jaemin!" The woman squealed, who was oblivious, has a smile forming her lips. "F-faster!"

Jaemin complied her needs, his cock twitching, giving her all the gratification she wanted from him—just like what every girls wanted from him.

"Fuck!" The girl grunted, hands all over his body. "You a-are—"

She squealed again, feeling the man goes deeper and deeper, and feeling his cock thrusting in and out.

"I'm what, baby?" Jaemin smirked, looking at the girl who was so repellant—moaning mess underneath him.

"Y-You feel so amazing inside me!" She moaned, shaking and feeling herself going to her third orgasm today. "I swear!"

The first one was the first round of sex, the second one was her riding him, and the third one was this. It was too much pleasurable.

"Do you still want me to go deeper in your tight little pussy, slut?" Jaemin asked, hips thrusting and clashing with her hips.

"Y-Yes, please!" she begged. "Deeper and harder! I w-want it rough!"

Without any expectation, the woman gasped out an air as she shrieked in pain. Her breath hitched, trying to push the aggressive man inside her, and wanting him to stop.

"You want it rough and hard, remember?" He grumbled, hands firmed on her hips as pounced inside her like there's no tomorrow.

Soon, the pain was replaced by pleasure.

While she was closing her eyes—arching her back, his hand made its way up to her neck, slowly putting a pleasurable pressure on it. She had no idea it was slowly killing her off until she realized that she had no ability to breathe anymore, breathless as she tried to gasp in some air. But he wasn't letting her.

If she was having some pleasure awhile ago, at least he should receive some too, right? She had one already, it's time for him to have one.

As he continue to wrap his hands around her luscious neck—tightly, the girl struggled to get some air. Temporal veins started to pop out on her forehead from the lack of oxygen, her eyes were ready to leap out of her sockets and hands flailing, trying to get out of the strong grasp. He continue to pound himself inside of her, feeling the pleasure on his member and of the vibrations his hands were giving him.

But he stopped when the woman rolled her eyes at the back of her head, parting her lips together letting in a one last breath. The sight of her made him reach out his orgasm, rolling his eyes at the pleasure he was feeling.

He pulled out from her, pulling himself away from the lifeless woman before standing at the edge of the bed, and grabbing the red box on the side table.

Jaemin opened the box, revealing the necklace before finding himself slowly sitting back to the bed.

"I give you this necklace," Jaemin smirked, lifting the simple necklace with diamond pendant before leaning in to lock it around her neck. "For the token of our love."

What is even love? He wondered.

That was it, that's how his another one night stand indeed up.

With him having a relationship with a woman for one week, letting then feel the love that they deserve before giving them the pleasure that he needed.

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"That was beautiful." My breath hitched, staring at the update with his pen name at the end of the paragraph.

Mr. Chim, Novelist.

"Isn't it breathtaking?" I asked, breathless and looking at Aleyna in front of me who was reading a book.

"What is?" Aleyna snorted, rolling her eyes. "The way that the character had to kill another girl with the use of his charms?"

"Part of that." I giggled, putting down my phone. "It is how Mr. Chim wrote those words, and created a beautiful chapter. I mean, the words that he used just by killing the girls just amazed me."

I took a glimpse on my phone again, letting the title of the story popped out of the screen. I found the title interesting—just like how I expected from my favorite author.

MERCILESS LOVE

A novel written by Mr. Chim.