“I like it. It looks good. Pretty.”
Jiwon’s heart sank at Lee Jak’s indifferent tone. What was the point of a man’s groin being pretty? But the question answered itself. He’d already seen the followers lose their minds over his body. He knew he was changing, but not like this.
After a final rinse, Lee Jak wrapped Jiwon in a soft, white bathrobe and laid him on the bed. Only then did he roll down his sleeves, as if his work was done.
Jiwon tried to stay awake, but the warm bath and clean hair made him drowsy. As his eyelids grew heavy, Lee Jak smiled faintly.
“Sleep if you’re tired. You have no schedule tomorrow.”
Jiwon lay down, but his thoughts kept him awake. The events of the day replayed in his mind—painful, yet the excitement wouldn’t fade.
Would he have to live like this until the debt was paid? Would he ever get used to this life? It was his parents’ debt, not his own, which made it even more unfair. He’d never even seen a hundred million won, and now he was drowning in a debt of billions.
But at the same time, he was grateful to be paying it off this way. It was better than being hounded by loan sharks. At least here, there was no interest… wasn’t there? Suddenly, he was confused.
Lost in thought, Lee Jak left the bedroom. The moment the door closed, the last traces of his gentle expression vanished.
Outside, several staff members stood in the living room. Lee Jak sat on the sofa, reviewing reports on a tablet—new follower numbers, dropouts, today’s donations. The quiet voices filled the room with numbers. Lee Jak spoke indifferently.
“Found them?”
“Not yet……”
“Find them as soon as possible. We need to collect accurately.”
Lee Jak frowned slightly. He set the tablet on the coffee table. On the screen was a photo of a couple—Jiwon’s parents.
***
After a restless sleep, Jiwon finally woke. He was afraid of what today might bring, but he remembered Lee Jak’s words: You have no schedule tomorrow.
What should he do on a day with no schedule? For the first time in days, Jiwon indulged in a leisurely thought. He’d been cooped up inside for too long. Even just looking out the window, all he saw were mountains. He wanted to go out, to walk and clear his head.
But he wasn’t wearing anything. He couldn’t go out like this. Jiwon called out weakly, pathetically.
“Lee Jak……?”
His voice was too soft to reach anyone. Helpless, he wrapped himself in the blanket and stepped out of the bedroom.
The sofa where Lee Jak usually sat waiting was empty. The table was bare. Jiwon went to the small fridge, took out water, and drank. The cold liquid revived him slightly.
His mind was still foggy. He didn’t want to think about anything. He wanted to go for a walk, but he had no clothes, and he didn’t want to run into anyone like this.
Had he made a lot of money? He didn’t know much, but if he’d earned that much at the first meeting, yesterday must have been even more profitable. Maybe he could pay off the debt faster. He clung to that thought, trying to numb his mind.
It was embarrassing to admit, but Jiwon had never had a girlfriend. He’d gone to an all-boys school, then engineering college, and had been too busy preparing for his career to think about dating. He’d certainly never been with a man. He’d been popular among men, but only because he was easygoing and kind—not because of any sexual appeal.
Did he really have what it took? Would he ever pay off the debt and leave this place? Jiwon wasn’t sure. But everyone kept telling him so, and he wanted to believe it. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to endure this harsh reality.
He might as well go back to bed and sleep. Useless thoughts kept creeping in, making him miserable. As he turned to shuffle back to the bedroom, the blanket tangled around him. He struggled free—and the door swung open.
“……”
It was Lee Jak. Jiwon realized Lee Jak’s gaze was sweeping over his naked body. The blanket had fallen away. Embarrassed, he scrambled to cover himself, but his body was tangled, and he ended up falling to the floor with a thud.
“What are you doing?”
Lee Jak’s voice was cold. Jiwon wanted to disappear from shame. He hastily wrapped the blanket around himself again.
“I was thirsty. But I didn’t have any clothes……”
“I stepped out to get you clothes. You must have woken up while I was gone.”
Jiwon looked back at Lee Jak. He was holding clothes. Or were they even clothes? They looked more like thin scraps of fabric, but right now, even that was welcome.
“Stay still.”
Lee Jak approached and pulled the blanket away. He dressed Jiwon carefully. It was a long robe-like garment, but with no fastenings except a tie at the waist, so it kept slipping. When Jiwon tried to adjust it, Lee Jak frowned.
“I dressed you to show off your skin. Why cover up?”
“……”
He was truly shameless and strange. But Jiwon was already getting used to his oddities. It had only been a few days.
“Lee Jak.”
“Yes.”
“Do I really have talent?”
“Talent?”
“I mean… as a leader?”
The words spilled out before he could stop them. Jiwon was shocked at himself. He tried to backtrack, but Lee Jak had already answered.
“You don’t actually think you were chosen just because you knew the previous leader, do you?”
“W-what……?”
Lee Jak stepped closer. He looked Jiwon up and down, then reached out and grabbed Jiwon’s flat chest.
“Ah……!”
“Kim Seonghee has a nose for money like no other. And he chose you personally, Seong Jiwon.”
Lee Jak forcibly gathered Jiwon’s exposed chest in his palm, teasing his nipple with his fingerprint.
“That means he expects you to bring in a lot of profit. There were many candidates, but this place is like a corporation. You were selected purely for profitability.”
“S-stop, please……”
“Look. Just from touching your chest, you’re already half-hard.”
“Ah……!”
Jiwon looked down. His cock was indeed half-erect, flushed red. He felt like he’d dug his own grave. The shame was unbearable.
Jiwon’s face burned red. He was going crazy. Why had he become so sensitive to men’s touch?
“So don’t overthink it. Just listen to me.”
“Y-yes……”
“And Kim Seonghee will be visiting this afternoon. You’ll learn a lot. Fortunately, you’ve practiced several times, so you’ll do well.”
“What practice? I’ve never……”
“Do I really need to tell you?”
Jiwon was so shocked he forgot to breathe. He coughed, choking. His eyes turned red. Lee Jak clicked his tongue.
“I’d love to fuck you, but since Kim Seonghee is coming, I can’t this morning.”
“I’m not—it’s not seduction, I choked……”
“Cheer up. It’s not every day.”
Lee Jak gently patted his shoulder. Jiwon, terrified, could only nod.
As the sun began to set, Kim Seonghee arrived at the leader’s office. His hair was roughly combed back, and his expression was furious. Lee Jak remained seated on the sofa, not bothering to stand as he greeted Kim Seonghee. The followers trailing behind Kim Seonghee were too many to count on both hands.
“You’re here.”
“Get out.”
Kim Seonghee snapped at Lee Jak, who was lounging on the sofa. Lee Jak merely nodded and stood, leaving the room with the followers. He glanced back once.
As always, Kim Seonghee was dressed in a crisp white suit, exuding the aura of a predatory alpha. Once the room was empty, he strode to the bedroom door and flung it open.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
