CHAPTER ONE: No, He wouldn’t

Seoul. 

"Woo Hee?"

A strange tension saturated the hotel room. Clyde Kim Seong-ho―a bi-racial middle-aged Senior Inspector with the Korean police force―stood frozen on a mattress as he held onto Woo Hee's naked waist. She was the wife of senior police officer Hyun Bin, his subordinate.

While Woo Hee's husband stared at the naked duo with betrayal in his eyes, standing beside him was Clyde's assistant, Inspector Ha Ji-won. The woman stared at the traitorous wife with a gloating expression. She seemed to be saying, "I warned (threatened) you, didn't I? Serves you right!"

Clyde's gaze travelled between the two women, observing the exchange between them. It seems the two were well acquainted. Woo Hee's fatigued gaze held anger and resignation, while Ha Ji-won stared back glumly, obsessive jealousy glinting in her eyes.

Noticing this, Clyde frowned as he made a mental note to arrange Ha Ji-won's posting to another station. Preferably in another province. The older man had no interest in further dealing with her, especially now that she had, without any remaining doubt, proven how poor her judgment was.

Clyde turned his gaze back to his other subordinate, Hyun Bin, as his brain went into overdrive in a bid to figure out how to deal with this problem without it devolving into a scandal. His promotion was around the corner and a scandal was the last thing he needed right now.

As his mind revolved, he finally noticed something which he had failed to notice earlier.

The cuckold's face was tear-stained and an expression of betrayal marred his usually oblivious features. Yet, for some reason, there was a prominent bulge visible in his pants.

Clyde choked on his spit as he immediately swallowed the words he subconsciously wanted to say. He remembered one of the few rules he gleaned from his many years in the cucking game; When dealing cuckolds that held some leverage over you, never ridicule them.

They will ruin you.

Sadly, his choking cough didn't go unnoticed. Every other person in the room(including the cuckold) turned their gazes to Clyde and subconsciously followed his gaze back to Hyun Bin's crotch. Then the silence in the room grew heavier.

"Pfft…" Ha Ji-won failed to suppress a laugh while Woo Hee stared at her husband's reaction with a frown, a hint of ridicule in her gaze. Senior Inspector Clyde stared coldly at his assistant.

This stupid woman will ruin me, he thought sourly. He was really starting to regret his decision to seduce her.

Hyun Bin stared at his crotch in disbelief. It was almost as if his body's instinctive reaction also shocked him.

"Hyun Bin, let's talk about this―"

"Shut up!"

Clyde frowned as Hyun Bin's hysteric reaction interrupted him. Regardless of whether he fucked his wife, sister, or mother, Clyde was still his superior by three ranks. In his opinion, he felt that if he were in Hyun Bin's shoes, it would be unwise to throw away all civility when speaking with a superior regardless of the situation.

But again, what did Inspector Clyde know about being in Hyun Bin's shoes?

He wasn't a cuckold.

"I-I trusted you," Hyun Bin said with a stammer as he pointed a shivering finger at Clyde.

"Calm down, son―"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Hyun Bin yelled as he stared murderously at Clyde.

Ah… My bad, Clyde thought as he remembered he had just subconsciously broken his own rule for dealing with cuckolds. It wasn't his fault though. Very few can understand how hard it is to take a cuckold with a boner seriously.

But what could Hyun Bin do? Beat him? Clyde had been working out five days a week, every day since he was fifteen, and had received advanced close combat training immediately after joining the service. He was well prepared to handle a random cuckold's outburst―

―Hyun Bin pulled out his pistol.

Ok… Cool. Don't you think we sit down and talk about this… boss Hyun?

Clyde momentarily froze. Then he realised Hyun Bin, in his emotional state, seemed to have forgotten to turn off the safety on his weapon.

The women didn't know this though, so they still stared at Hyun Bin in shock.

"Hyun Bin! Stop!"

"Put away your weapon, Officer Hyun Bin," Ha Ji-won warned as she armed herself with the sights of her pistol aimed at the officer's head.

"I looked up to you," Hyun Bin continued, ignoring the women.

Ah, poor thing, Clyde thought with a mental chuckle as he looked down on Hyun Bin… From the mattress… As he still held up a naked and exhausted Woo Hee… With his still erect member resting snugly between her ass crack.

"I slaved for you!" Hyun Bin shouted in outrage as spit flew from his lips.

You served me… Clyde mused, unrepentant. It was poor Woo Hee that was slaved under me.

Clyde Kim Seong-ho was a terrible person lacking in conscience, but he was also a man who gave credit where credit was due.

Hyun Bin panted as he spoke. His body shook as he jabbed his finger in Clyde's direction.

"It's my fault…"

Yes, it is.

"...Ever since that day, I listened to that stupid speech of yours and allowed your words to brainwash me. Allowed myself to be blinded to the evil you truly are!"

Yes, it is your fault.. Ever since that day you foolishly placed your wife's portrait on your work desk. Who does that when they have a wife that beautiful? You wanted to show off? FOOL!

Clyde vividly remembered that afternoon when he came into the office and saw the framed photograph from across the room. Immediately after he got the unfortunate officer's name and ensconced in his office, he dug into the records and called Mrs Hyun for a cup of coffee.

The two met up two hours later at a cafe and Clyde clinically informed her about her husband's lacking aptitude and the possibility of not getting promoted for a long time. He expressed how much he admired Hyun Bin's zeal and regretted having to watch such a hardworking fellow waste away. Some things might have been slightly exaggerated, but the senior dutifully made his concerns clear and left after leaving his number in case Woo Hee needed anything.

So, being an astute wife who cared about her husband's future, Woo Hee called back after two weeks, and in under a week got her husband the promotion he probably deserved…

Clyde was snapped out of his momentary reverie as Hyun Bin turned his attention back to his wife… whose waist still hung in Clyde's arms.

"..." Realising his mistake and subconscious reluctance to release the woman whom he had locked in a reversed butter churner, Senior Inspector Clyde gently lowered Woo Hee's waist as her husband opened his mouth to speak.

"Woo Hee…" Hyun Bin said in a pained voice. "Why?"

The woman heaved tiredly as she stared back at her husband in fear. Or, more appropriately, at the weapon in his hands.

"Why?" Hyun Bin asked again. His gaze flickered dimly as he tried to rationalise the scene before him. "...D-did he blackmail you?"

Clyde squinted at him. Simp.

The inspector turned his attention back to the woman on the mattress, squinting still as he awaited her response.

"...No."

Good, Clyde thought in relief. I thought for a second there that I would need to dig out those voice recordings from my cloud drive.

"No?" Hyun Bin asked in barely suppressed outrage. "Then why?"

Woo Hee fell silent.

She clearly remembered she was the one who suggested 'sponsoring' Hyun Bin's promotion after two weeks of debate and consultation with her good friends.

She also remembered the effort she had to put into seducing Inspector Clyde to even consider getting in bed with her. Clyde, after coming forth to express his concerns about an untalented, but hardworking junior wanted to refuse but fell for her trap and was later guilt-tripped into granting her husband a promotion.

But that was meant to be a one-time thing, right? Then why? Why was she in his bed again after six months? Woo Hee didn't want to admit it, but she craved the older man. She craved his prowess. His attention. She craved the way he held her, the way he dominated her, and the care and attention he showered her afterwards. That feeling was something she knew her beloved husband could never give her… even in a hundred years.

Woo Hee loved Hyun Bin… but the feelings she had for him when they got married had faded very, very quickly in the light of Clyde's ministrations.

The young woman didn't know what to say, so she replied. "...I-I don't know."

Hyun Bin's eyes lost their light, and the weapon in his hands was slowly lowered.

He sighed desolately as he turned around. "Let's go…"

Simp, Clyde, and Ha Ji-won thought in unison as they watched him leave.

Woo Hee hesitated as she subconsciously glanced up at Clyde and his member, which was hanging at half-mast. Despite Clyde's opposing thoughts, the body of the virile officer was being honest with itself. It was not one to leave its tasks half-done.

"...No," Woo Hee said finally, after a momentary debate. Both Clyde and Hyun Bin froze.

The cuckold turned around slowly.

Clyde's head turned slowly to face the woman.

Ha Ji-won's jaw fell slightly. But after a second of contemplation, a comprehending light flickered in her eyes.

Woo Hee, who was looking down ashamedly couldn't see the murderous look in Hyun Bin's eyes.

"...L-Let's," she stammered painfully, "let's get a divorce."

Clyde Kim Seong-ho, Ha Ji-won, and Hyun Bin all froze at the declaration. Clyde was in disbelief. Understanding flashed in Ha Ji-won's gaze, but she still couldn't believe Woo Hee dared to say it. Hyun Bin's eyes finally lost the last embers of light in them as he fell into insanity.

The pin-drop silence was suddenly broken by Hyun Bin's deranged chuckle. He lifted his pistol, turned off the safety with a click, and aimed. He definitely knew what he was doing and truly deserved that promotion.

Clyde also knew this, that was why he thought. No, he wouldn't―

Bang.

But the cuckold did.

…

Afterword.

Thanks to Hyun Bin's noble sacrifice, Earth has once again been rid of another scourge. The martyr's contribution to the safety of unfortunate, neglectful, beta, or naïve husbands worldwide will never be forgotten.

Due to the machinations of Inspector Ha Ji-won(now Senior Inspector), the hero, Hyun Bin, now spends the rest of his life reflecting on his life choices in Seoul Correctional Institute, Seoul, for the murder of Inspector Clyde Kim Seong-ho. His possessions and life-savings have been succeeded by his wife of three years, Hyun Woo-Hee, and his twin―strangely western-looking―sons.

May his noble soul forever rest in peace.

Amen.