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Chapter 100 - Vol 3 - Chapter 30: National Corporation (18+)

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"Richard… Don't do this."

Christoph's weak voice trembled as he mumbled. Richard looked at him and sneered.

"Do you know what I'm going to do?"

"With that…, you will touch my body."

Christoph mumbled, his eyes staring at Richard's penis. Just imagining it made him shudder

and recoil.

For some reason, Richard let out a light laugh as if sighing. He caressed his penis, but it

remained soft, showing no signs of erection. Finally, he let go.

"It seems I can't get hard with a man. For you, that might be lucky.... But it's okay.

Penetration isn't necessary to achieve my goal."

Ignoring the stimulation below, Richard climbed onto Christoph.

Christoph recoiled as if he had jumped. His face turned pale.

The naked bodies of both men touched. The feeling of skin against skin was strange and

disgusting, making Christoph's skin crawl.

"DON'T…!!"

But Christoph's scream didn't escape.

Before he could shout, Richard grabbed his chin and bit his lips as if he wanted to devour

him.

The horror was more than painful, and the shock made Christoph's body freeze.

Seemingly sensing Christoph's stiff body, Richard tightened his embrace, pressing him so

close it felt suffocating.

Chest to chest. Stomach to stomach. Richard's arms encircled Christoph's back tightly.Amid the flood of strange sensations from the whole body being stuck together, the most

alien feeling came from the mouth.

Richard bit Christoph's lips as if to swallow him. While biting brutally, he sucked Christoph's

tongue into his own mouth. Christoph's tongue was drawn in, forced to taste the hot tongue

of Richard, slippery and wrapping around for a long time.

Hot breaths and mixed saliva.

Wet and sticky sounds echoed.

It was then that Christoph realized.

Initially, Richard acted brutally and inadvertently. But at some point, his tongue, teeth, and

lips began to move passionately. Eager and restless, Richard sucked Christoph's lips harder.

Christoph's lips, momentarily forgetting to tremble in shock, started to quiver. And when he

realized that.

"…―!!"

Christoph suddenly turned his head as if his body had awakened again.

Christoph couldn't breathe. A chilling sensation ran down his spine. It felt as if Richard's

tongue was still in his mouth.

Christoph, with his mind clouded in confusion, looked straight into Richard's eyes.

Richard had a strange expression. His face showed a mix of anger and regret, like a child who

had lost his favorite toy.

"Calm down. Anyway, this is just child's play. Why are you so stubborn?"

A callous and indifferent voice directed at Christoph.

Christoph reflexively turned his head.

Goosebumps covered his body. A chilling feeling spread. A creepy sensation. He could

clearly feel every cell from his chest to his stomach and the tight embrace on his back.

When Christoph turned his head, Richard clicked his tongue. He grabbed Christoph's chin

and roughly turned it back. Then he kissed Christoph hurriedly and frantically.

"…―!"

The shout - "DON'T DO THAT" - from Christoph was swallowed in Richard's mouth.

Richard continued to explore deeper into Christoph's mouth impatiently and hurriedly. His

tongue licked and sucked every corner and inch of Christoph's mouth. If he could, he would

swallow it whole.The hand holding Christoph's chin slowly moved down. Richard's hand traced the outline of

Christoph's neck and collarbone, then stopped at his chest.

Richard's hand, which seemed to nibble gently on the small raised flesh on Christoph's chest,

began to fondle it patiently, almost obsessively.

Christoph jerked his body violently, twisting in despair.

Christoph couldn't endure it. The strange and horrifying sensation running down his spine

made his whole body shiver.

'Stop. Please don't touch me. It's too strange, I can't bear it. Leave me alone.'

Christoph turned his head, screaming in panic.

"Don't do that, stop, it's disgusting…! I feel nauseous, don't touch ah …ah ah …―!!"

His trembling voice mixed with weak sobs, though he didn't want to speak. He tried to

swallow it back, but he couldn't. His mind felt like it was about to burst.

Richard looked at Christoph in silence for a moment. What the light in his eyes meant,

Christoph didn't know. Perhaps Richard didn't know either. In those eyes, confusion was

mixed.

"…It seems you like this spot. Although you've never done this, you're too sensitive. Or is

that why you have a phobia of touch?"

Richard's mocking voice carried a hint of confusion.

Slowly, Richard's lips descended.

They brushed along Christoph's neck, down his shoulder to his collarbone, and finally

reached his chest where his hand was fondling.

For a moment, he paused as if hesitating, then his lips covered the raised flesh. Richard's

tongue teased that spot before sucking hard enough to suffocate.

"…―!!!"

The sensation was like being bitten and pulled hard, making Christoph's hair stand on end.

Christoph didn't know what sound escaped his mouth.

He just knew he struggled desperately like a fish thrown onto the shore. Using all his strength

to break free.

For a moment, Richard also used all his strength to pin Christoph down and suck his nipple

like a newborn. But then he pulled away from Christoph's body.

Their chests and abdomens separated, and the arms tightly holding Christoph's back released.The burning heat from Richard's body disappeared, replaced by the familiar cold air on

Christoph's skin.

Christoph panted, his whole body trembling. He stared at Richard without blinking.

Richard knelt half a step away from Christoph.

Richard's face looked extremely strange.

Christoph thought Richard would have a sneering or cold expression as usual, but this time

Richard's face was hard to read. Christoph didn't understand what emotion it was.

Suddenly, Richard froze.

Richard's penis had become erect.

The rough and terrifying skin stretched tight with blood vessels standing up.

"…Don't come near."

Christoph whispered, curling up.

His body shook.

It wasn't from fear or anger, but from physical inability to endure. His body couldn't accept

contact with another person.

Richard frowned, about to say something but then fell silent. Then he looked at Christoph

with cold eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"Why react like that? You said we already had a relationship, right? So why avoid it now?"

"It doesn't matter. Whatever you do, don't touch me!"

Richard said nothing. He observed Christoph carefully. His eyes moved from Christoph's

head to his feet, then back to his lips.

His gaze stopped on the lips he had bitten and sucked.

Then his eyes fell on the body he had hugged tightly and the swollen, red, wet nipple.

And then.

"..."

Richard suddenly raised an eyebrow. As if he had just seen something strange. His eyes

widened, then looked back at Christoph's face.

He slowly lifted his hand and lightly grasped his own penis. That thing was already stiff and

erect, and Richard began to stroke it.Earlier, his penis was still limp and weak. Now, after a few strokes, it had risen to some

extent and began to swell even more.

Looking at Richard with horrified eyes, Christoph saw Richard sneer. And then he spoke.

"Look at yourself below and don't tell me not to touch you."

Christoph looked down as Richard said, then froze in shock.

His own penis had started to get erect, if only a little, the tip had begun to swell. It wasn't

limp as usual, but there was some movement.

Why is this happening…?!

Christoph stared down for a moment, then slowly raised his head. With a red and white face

and wide eyes, he looked at Richard, who took a step towards him.

"No need to look so confused. It's simple. Despite your psychological aberrations and

obsessive sensitivity, your body is naturally ridiculously sensitive… Christoph, you're lucky.

The pain will only last a moment."

As he spoke, Richard took another step, and Christoph's face turned ashen.

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Of course, it was no surprise that Malik and his group sat in the most honored position - the

big boss was not attending tonight's banquet.

That of course made sense. This banquet was held for them.

However, Jeong Taeui didn't understand why he was present at a dinner limited to just ten

seats. Even sitting in the worst seat, he would have been grateful - wondering why he was

invited - but this time, he sat quite close to Malik.

And that reason Jeong Taeui realized soon after.

"I heard Jeong Jaeil recently completed research on RCS?"

"Does Jeong Jaeil plan to stay at UNHRDO?"

"We are always looking for outstanding talents. My boss believes human resources are the

most valuable asset."

"Personal contact is strictly limited at UNHRDO, but as brothers, you can communicate

frequently, right?"

Malik kept talking to Jeong Taeui every ten sentences or so, and Jeong Taeui only responded

with short, awkward smiles: "Yes" "Well, I don't know" "Maybe" "No".To be frank, Malik was very blatant. Unless there was another intention, it was hard for

others to see through it so clearly.

If Jeong Taeui planned to go to Frankfurt, he might have accidentally said - "Yes, I'll pass the

message."

Jeong Taeui looked around while Malik spoke with a Tarten member sitting next to him, and

he slowly picked at his appetizer.

If it was a Tarten member sitting here, then that person must have a say in deciding the

successor. Indeed, most of the unfamiliar faces sitting here were middle-aged or older men

who looked very formidable.

Among them, there was an empty seat that stood out.

It was the seat opposite Malik, two seats away from Jeong Taeui.

When thinking of the person who should be sitting there but wasn't, the answer was obvious.

"Could it be that Tiger Balm is really that effective…"

Looking at Richard's empty seat, Jeong Taeui muttered to himself. He sensed Ilay's gaze

beside him, but Ilay simply said - "He will be here soon."

Jeong Taeui wasn't surprised that Christoph wasn't present, but he thought Richard should

definitely be here. But once again, Malik interrupted his thoughts.

"I heard Jeong Jaeil will be coming to Frankfurt soon. I suppose you'll be seeing him after a

long time?"

"What? Oh… no, I'm not going."

Jeong Taeui shook his head. Then suddenly, he thought of the terrifying reunion plan of the

man sitting next to him and hurriedly added.

"There's no need to meet right now. We'll meet when the time is right. When both of us have

no obstacles."

Jeong Taeui said, smiling, and Malik nodded - "Yes. I understand" - It might have been just

his imagination, but the words "I understand" seemed full of implications.

Jeong Taeui shuddered, thinking about the superior of that man. Thinking about the man who

had to endure a high price for kidnapping and detaining him made Jeong Taeui feel bitter.

In summary, Malik was here for a contract with the Saudi Arabian state-owned company.

And that kidnapper was Malik's superior. And at the same time, he was the patron of the half-

brother of one of the princes involved in a power struggle…

Jeong Taeui began to feel a throbbing headache. He decided not to think about it further to

avoid a headache and instead made a joke to lighten the mood."If it's a state-owned Saudi company, could it be Aramco*? Haha."

(Saudi Aramco*: the national oil and natural gas company of Saudi Arabia, headquartered

in Dhahran. Its market value was estimated at $2 trillion, making it the second most valuable

company in the world (2021) after Apple.)

He made a light joke just loud enough for Ilay sitting next to him to hear.

"You know it well."

But the response wasn't joking.

Jeong Taeui froze with a smile still on his face. He looked at Ilay with a questioning look,

then deliberately elbowed him in the side.

"You're joking, right?"

"You think I'm joking?"

"..."

Jeong Taeui fell silent. The smile on his face disappeared.

He had mentioned that company because, with his brief knowledge of economics, it was the

only state-owned Saudi company he knew.

"I was talking about Aramco, a very successful private company…"

He mumbled, wondering if it was another company with the same name. Ilay replied calmly.

"There is no private company in the world with a higher enterprise value than Aramco."

(Remember, the series was written from 2006 to 2009, so Apple's value wasn't higher

than Aramco's back then. Aramco was still ranked first in the world.)

This time Jeong Taeui really fell silent.

He felt his headache worsening. Malik sitting at the honorary table in front, suddenly seemed

menacing.

"The man named Abdul Rahman… He once held an important position at Aramco, right?"

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terrible as Ilay…>

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