Chapter 31: Daughter Taboo Cascading

Jinhae

“You know what I wanted most out of all of this?”

Minji tilted her head. “Hyung?”

“To be closer to my sister.”

I stepped in and pulled her into a tight hug before she could answer.

My arms locked around her slim waist. I crushed her against my chest hard enough that the air left her in a little startled squeak. One hand stayed polite between her shoulder blades.

The other dropped.

I seized one firm cheek of her ass through the robes and squeezed.

Minji’s whole body jerked. A tiny choked sound escaped against my collarbone. Her hands clutched the front of my inner robes.

“H-Hyung!”

I kneaded once more, slow and shameless, fingers sinking into the soft flesh until I felt the shape of her through the cloth. Then I released the cheek and rubbed a slow circle over it as if nothing had happened.

Heat flooded her face. She buried it against my chest anyway.

Behind her, Lady Seo’s eyes finally locked on us. The mask cracked for half a second.

I held Minji a moment longer, then eased back just enough to look down at her flushed face.

“That’s better,” I said. “Family should hold each other.”

Minji’s ears were scarlet. She nodded too fast, still pressed close, the imprint of my hand still burning on her ass.

“Y-yes… I… I wanted that too, Hyung. Like real family.”

I turned my head toward Lady Seo.

“Mother.”

Her shoulders twitched.

I opened one arm without letting Minji go completely.

“You too.”

Minji lit up instantly. She twisted, grabbed her mother’s sleeve again, and tugged, grinning.

“Mother, come on! Hyung’s right. We should… we should all be closer. After everything.”

Lady Seo’s throat worked. She had no clean way out that did not look like rejection in front of Minji.

She stepped forward.

I pulled her in with the free arm.

The three of us stood locked together for a breath. Minji warm and soft against my right side. Lady Seo stiff as iron against my left. Those heavy tits crushed against my ribs through her robes.

I dropped my left hand.

Same move. I squeezed.

Harder than I had with Minji.

Lady Seo’s entire body locked. A full-body shudder ran through her from the point of contact. The cold mask held. My fingers dug into the soft fat of her ass.

Minji, still half-crushed against my other side, only beamed harder.

“See, Mother? This is nice. This is what I wanted. All of us… together.”

I gave Lady Seo’s ass one last slow knead, then released both of them and stepped back.

Minji’s face was still pink. She smoothed her robes with nervous little pats.

“I should… I should let you rest, Hyung. The physicians said you rode all night. And Mother still needs more tonic before evening.” She glanced between us, suddenly shy. “I’ll come again later if that’s all right?”

I caught Lady Seo’s wrist before she could follow her daughter to the door.

Fingers locked gentle but unbreakable around the fine bones.

“Stay a moment, Mother. I need a few more words with you.”

Minji paused at the threshold.

“I’ll go back to my rooms. Mother, don’t tire him too much.” She gave me one last radiant look. “Thank you again, Hyung. For everything.”

“Always,” I said.

She slid the door shut behind her.

The latch clicked.

Lady Seo tried to pull her wrist free the instant we were alone.

I walked her backward. Two steps. Three. Until her shoulder blades hit the wooden wall hard enough to make the hanging scroll rattle. I pinned the captured wrist beside her head and set my other hand flat beside her ribs, caging her in.

She tried to make herself smaller. The cold mask stayed on her mouth. Her eyes were furious.

“Jinhae.”

“Tonight,” I said against her ear, voice low enough that even someone pressing an ear to the door would hear only a murmur. “I’m going to Minji’s room.”

Her free hand came up and pushed weakly at my chest.

“I’m going to harvest everything I planted in that sweet little head of hers.”

Lady Seo’s breathing turned shallow and fast. Those heavy tits rose and fell hard under her robes.

“Depends how wet she gets when her beloved Hyung puts his tongue in her mouth again and his hand under those pretty robes. You can watch if you want.”

“You will not—”

“I will.” I let my lips brush her ear. “And you will keep that pretty mouth shut about it the same way you keep it shut about the three loads of my cum still sitting in your womb. Or I start talking.”

Her pulse jumped under my fingers at her wrist.

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LADY SEO YUNHEE

Stepmother — Matriarch Seat, House Kang

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Affection ............... 11 / 100

Lust .................... 74 → 89 / 100 ↑↑

Trust ................... 6 / 100

Submission .............. 71 → 76 / 100 ↑

Fear .................... 93 / 100

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Relationship Status: Captive (publicly restored)

*— “No. I cannot let him. Not Minji.”

*— “There is nothing I can do. He will talk. The house ends.”

*— “Why am I getting wet? Why am I picturing him on top of her?”

*— “Why does my cunt clench when he says he will fuck my daughter?”

*— Condition: Pregnant (concealed)

*— Daughter-taboo: cascading

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I released her wrist and stepped back.

“You may go, Mother.”

She pushed off the wall, smoothed her robes with hands that trembled once, and walked to the door without looking at me. The moment the latch clicked behind her I heard her footsteps accelerate down the corridor.

The last night before the road.

I dressed in simple dark inner robes. No sash. Easy access. My cock was already half-hard.

I set Ahyun in the outer garden bed beneath Minji’s side lattice, the same post as last time, and left her there.

I slid Minji’s door open without knocking.

Minji sat on the edge of the bed in a light sleeping robe, the comb still in her lap.

She looked up. Surprise first. Then pure delighted warmth that made her whole face soft.

“Hyung? I… I thought you’d be resting. Or packing.”

“I came to say goodbye properly.” I closed the door. “We leave at first light. This is the last night under the same roof for a while.”

The smile faltered. She set the comb aside and stood.

“I know. I keep trying not to think about it. The Academy is so far. And after… after the mountain, I just…” Her voice went small. “I don’t want you to go yet.”

I crossed the room slowly.

“I don’t want to leave my little sister without a proper gift either.”

Minji’s breath caught. She looked up at me, cheeks already warming, hands twisting in front of her stomach the way they always did when she got flustered.

“A gift? Hyung, you already saved me. You don’t have to—”

“I want to.”

I cupped her face with both hands.

Thumbs brushed the faint remaining shadow of bruise along her jaw. Her skin was soft.

“What kind of gift?” she whispered.

I kissed her.