Pervy Wife

Joonjae put fresh flowers at the shrine and cleaned the dust off it. After tidying it up, he headed back upstairs.

Upon entering the room, he saw Chaerin was happily gobbling up the rice and beef stew he offered at her shrine. The food materialised in front of her when he prayed.

"Happy?" he asked.

"Very!" she said with her mouthful.

Despite his slight annoyance, he was amused at her antics. She was totally engrossed in her food, not paying attention to the small smile on his face.

"So what are we doing today?" she asked. "Catch more bad guys?"

"Dunno," he said as he sat down beside her.

"Aren't you going to work?" she questioned. "You didn't go yesterday!"

"I'll go today," he said, brushing off a rice grain from her cheek. "There's an important business I need to take care of."

"I'm gonna be so bored," Chaerin sighed. "Maybe I'll use my Facebook to contact some of my friends."

"They'll be frightened if they get messages from a dead person," Joonjae voiced out.

"Good!" Chaerin snickered. "I'd love to scare some of my old bullies. That'll teach them not to harm others!"

Joonjae shook his head. His wife was a handful.

"As long as it doesn't attract any attention to my mission," he said, getting off the bed. "I'm fine with whatever you do."

He picked out his shirt and suit from the walk in closet. Chaerin apparated beside him.

"When are we doing the deed?" she asked bluntly. Joonjae frowned.

"I thought we had a deal," he said coolly. "After I complete my mission, I'll fulfill your request."

"Yeah," she said. "When? I'm on a time limit, you know."

"We still have time," he rolled his eyes.

"We agreed to three years," she tapped her foot. "One and a half years have already passed! You're not even close to fulfilling your mission."

"You're not helping either," he said warily. "You're supposed to ask your ghost friends about that night."

"I tried," she groaned. "They don't know anything useful. We can still do it, you know."

There was a mischievous gleam in her eyes. She leaned in closer to him.

"Find him first," he said sharply, poking her forehead. He was the only one who could feel her. Other people would walk through her as if she was air.

"I'm trying!" she complained. "But he is so elusive."

"Then try harder," Joonjae replied as he pulled off his shirt. Chaerin blushed at the sight of his torso. She turned around in embarrassment.

"F-fine," she said, feeling flustered. "I'll look for him! After we find him, you better keep your end of the bargain and take my virginity. Otherwise, I'll turn into a demon and turn you insane."

"Yeah yeah," Joonjae scoffed. Even if they had that deal, it was difficult to imagine her turning into a demon. At most, she would probably turn into a pet mouse.

Chaerin puffed her cheeks. I'm gonna bed you, hubby! She vowed.

Joonjae could guess her thoughts. A perverted was plastered on her face.

"Stop fantasizing and get to work!" he scolded her playfully.

"Yes hubby!" she obeyed and posed into an army salute.

Joonjae changed into his suit. Chaerin turned around and catcalled.

"I have to admit, you sure are a fine looking man!" she admired him. "Although, I prefer you without clothes but-"

Her next words were blocked by a sharp flick to her forehead. "Focus on your work, you pervy ghost!" he said in annoyance.

Chaerin rubbed her head. Even though she cannot feel others, she felt his touches as if she was a living person. Since, he was her husband by ritual, she was bound to him. She even feels the bodily pleasures he occasionally teases her with.

But the guy was too sly. He would not do the full deed until she completes her end of the bargain.

"I'll ask Undie again," she groaned. "The guy has wandered off to some foreign country. It will take me the whole day to find him."

"Then go and find him," Joonjae said as he packed his files. "It's not like you work at home. Might as well get some tan from abroad."

"Pft, fine!" she exclaimed. "I'm gonna go abroad today and hook up with some hot ghost who would take my virginity and set me free!"

Joonjae laughed. "My dear wife," he said with a sarcastically sweet tone. "You're forgetting that according to our contract, adultery isn't allowed. Do that and you'll be sent right into purgatory."

He pulled her cheek a little hard.

"Ow!" she cried out. "I can let a foreign ghost amuse me at least!"

"Try it, wifey," he said pulling her cheek harder. "In that case I'll confiscate your social media profiles and not give you any beef for the next one year."

"No!" she whined. "You wouldn't."

She gave him a pitiful look which would melt anyone's heart. But the devil smiled down at her.

"I will," he threatened with a smile.

He let go of her cheek.

"If I turn into a demon, I'll haunt you so badly that you will not be able to sleep!" she warned him.

"Sure," Joonjae shrugged. "Living beings are scarier than demons, anyway. I may even like your demon form better."

Chaerin pursed her lips in anger. Joonjae was enjoying their banter. Her expressions were a source of entertainment for him. He felt the anger emanating from her.

"I'm still gonna fool around with another ghost and make you jealou-"

Her words were interrupted by his lips crashing on hers. Widening her eyes for a moment, Chaerin felt her lips being devoured.

Taking advantage of her momentary distraction, Joonjae deepened the kiss, prying her mouth open. Her lips tasted delicious to him as he pulled her closer. Chaerin let out a soft moan, reciprocating his kiss ferociously.

For the next few minutes, they engaged in a battle of tongues, savoring each other thoroughly before Joonjae let go.

"I wonder if your ghost friends can beat that," he winked at her.

Chaerin gaped at him as he strode off with a proud smile on his face. The damn guy got to her!

But she did not mind. She liked his teasing and light hearted side. It made her happy to see him act so casual and happy.

Seeing his retreating back, sometimes it was hard to imagine the chilled and mischievous man was the head of the country's deadliest Mafia gang.