Chapter 189 - Toward the Conclusion
"Hahk—!!"
Minseo jolted awake in bed, drenched in cold sweat.
"Haa... haa... fuck..."
His body was soaked, and his breathing came in ragged gasps.
His mind was a mess, like scattered puzzle pieces.
At the same time, the fragments of his lost memory were slowly clicking into place.
He was recalling more and more clearly what he had originally been here and what kind of life he'd lived.
He wasn't the head of the mafia.
Just... a slave who got caught while spying for the police.
He had fucked the executives-nim countless times... and in the beginning, they'd treated him like shit.
Tortured as a sex slave... gang-raped...
Even now, thinking about those days made his body shiver with chills.
Getting stripped in front of women he'd never seen before, getting hard, getting sexually assaulted, getting spanked, getting his ass stuffed...
Along with a cold sensation that made his hairs stand on end, Minseo recalled the memories of that time.
Those days were truly hell.
How will my body be violated tomorrow?
The fear. His self-esteem hitting rock bottom without end.
On top of that, the shame and humiliation of being naked.
If those days had kept going every single day... he might not have kept his sanity.
But in those terrifying, fearful days, a sudden change came.
A very small one, though.
The executives-nim's attitudes gradually softened.
At least, that was how Minseo felt it.
Because the executives-nim, who had been tormenting him with the single purpose of satisfying their pleasure every day... slowly started having daily conversations with him, and also began doing things that weren't only focused on pleasure.
Sometimes they'd do things he enjoyed, like going to a movie... and they also did enjoyable things normal couples did—eating out, taking walks.
Of course, that always ended in wild sex.
But still, from being treated as a mere sex slave to being treated as a sex slave with some normal activities—Minseo felt like a tightly blocked airway was finally opening.
And then—there was an incident that drastically changed how they treated him.
That was—the first time I was kidnapped.
Naturally, I thought the executives-nim would abandon me, but they desperately tried to find me... and that was how I got rescued.
When I was kidnapped, they were about to move me from Korea to Japan...
If I'd been taken there... by now, my mind would probably be broken, wearing a dog leash for Seo Jiyu and getting fucked like a dog.
Even now, recalling that hair-raising situation... my body trembles as if my blood were flowing backwards.
My hands and feet were dripping with sweat and trembling slightly.
That was how much fear Minseo felt about that situation.
What saved him from that desperate situation was none other than the executives-nim.
Hayoung appeared, kicking the enemy subordinate in the gut like something out of a hero movie...
At that moment, time seemed to slow down, and I saw Hayoung's long silver hair, soaked with sweat, shimmering beautifully and brilliantly in the moonlight.
Thump—!! Thump—!!
Was it because I'd run so hard?
Or because of the fear and dread of being caught?
If not even that... was it because Hayoung, my Master, with tearful eyes and a relieved expression, looked so incredibly cool?
I still hadn't figured out the reason for my crazily pounding heartbeat that day.
Anyway, after that day, I realized the executives-nim cherished me, and I became a slave loved by the executives-nim.
Although the love was... a bit too focused on physical love.
After that day, I was allowed to go out, and I became relatively much freer than before.
*
"Hoo... roughly, my memory's back."
Having mostly recalled the memories so far, Minseo was left with one question.
But why? How? How did my memory come back like this?
Minseo tilted his head and fell into thought.
It was so sudden—his memory returned while he was sleeping.
The only thing he'd done last night was...
Sex with Master... but...
While being thoroughly fucked by Master in his memory-lost state, Minseo felt something strange.
It was definitely his first time having sex with Hayoung-nim, but somehow it felt familiar, not unfamiliar.
And—the sensation of her vagina clenching stickily and stimulating his penis also felt like something he'd experienced before.
The sound of flesh slapping lasciviously, and Master, overflowing with sexiness to the point of becoming a succubus, letting out dizzying moans.
And the lingering pleasure that stimulated his frontal lobe maddeningly, tingling, seeping into every corner of his body.
Only then did Minseo vaguely sense it.
The intense pleasure from the wild sex with Hayoung-nim yesterday brought a shockingly stimulating impact to his brain... and as an aftereffect of that shock, his lost memory had returned.
Fuck. Was this some kind of physical shock therapy?
It sounded absurd, but Minseo's memory had returned perfectly intact.
Haa... Was that fortunate? Or unfortunate?
Now that his memory was back, Minseo... considering the current situation, couldn't be unconditionally happy.
Of course, not a single victim in a major incident involving the police and all the executives-nim being unharmed was the best outcome.
Minseo nodded in satisfaction up to that point.
The problem was the things that had happened while he'd lost his memory.
Now, Minseo remembered everything he'd gone through when he lost his memory...
And among those fragments of memory, Minseo felt some unknown sense of dissonance.
During his hospitalization recovery, the executives-nim who devoted themselves unconditionally to him.
Whenever he did anything—the executives-nim who watched him with eyes full of affection.
When he gently soothed Suhyeon's wounded hands and comforted her, she suddenly burst into tears and showered him with kisses.
.....
Minseo realized that the way they treated him had changed a lot from before.
Eyes full of affection.
Sticky gazes that seemed to find him cute.
Every word and action was tinged with warmth, and it was clear they treasured him.
'Why did the executives-nim change like that...?'
Had something happened during the one month he was unconscious..?
I can't figure it out.
Of course, it was far better than those cold, seductive eyes that looked like they'd fuck him any moment...
But there were as many as six women.
If he had to bear all those affectionate gazes at once... Minseo felt he wouldn't be able to endure the burden.
"First, I should tell them I've recovered my memory, right?"
Sitting on the bed, Minseo gulped down saliva and muttered to himself.
It wouldn't immediately lead to getting fucked... right...?
It can't be... probably...
Minseo worried that the executives-nim might pounce on him right away upon hearing he'd recovered his memory, but then he shook his head, thinking, surely they wouldn't jump him that quickly.
Let's go out first.
With a slight unease mixed with anticipation and excitement about what reaction they would show when he said he had regained his memory, Minseo turned the doorknob and went out to the living room.
There, the executives were sitting at a long wooden table with eyes more serious and sorrowful than ever.
....Eh..?
'Why is the mood so bad..?'
Seeing the atmosphere that seemed ready to bring up a very serious topic, Minseo looked around at the executives in bewilderment.
And then, Hayoung, seated at the head of the table at the very end, opened her mouth with difficulty, her eyes trembling as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.
"Minseo... nim.."
"... Yes.."
Minseo answered, trying to figure out how the situation was unfolding.
As far as the executives-nim knew, his current state was that he had lost his memory... and yesterday, Hayoung-nim had thoroughly fucked him.
Ah.
Only then did Minseo vaguely start to understand the whole situation.
He must have thought he was the head of the mafia in his memory-lost state.
But then, the executive he considered just a subordinate, Baek Hayoung, had abruptly fucked him into a complete mess.
Naturally, if he had remained memory-lost, it would have been extremely, mind-blowingly confusing.
And on top of that, the lie detector had revealed that he had kissed two executives.
So he must have thought he could no longer disguise his relationship with the executives as a mere one-sided subordinate relationship.
And—now, this solemn and heavy situation... was surely to reveal the truth.
"Um..."
Minseo couldn't even begin to guess how the executives would react if he dropped the shocking fact that he had recovered his memory in this heavy atmosphere.
As he opened his mouth to tell the truth, his words got stuck—and his eyes shook.
Because... right in front of him, Hayoung's large, sorrowful tears began to drip down her pale cheeks.
Her tears gushed from her red ruby-like eyes without stopping, flowing pitifully...
Master's red lips trembled endlessly as if an earthquake had struck.
"Hheuk... Min.. seo-nim... no, Minseo-ya... I have something really important to say. Will you listen?"
With eyes that seemed ready to spill everything, Hayoung imagined Minseo's shocked expression full of disgust and betrayal, but even so, she had to tell the truth.
Thinking she would be hated by him, she felt her breath catch, and a painful emotion dug into her heart, but there was no choice.
Because all of this was the retribution and responsibility for having made him a sex slave.
Now that she truly loved him... she couldn't keep Minseo as a sex slave.
If he said he didn't want to be here, she was even willing to let him go.
And this decision was also accepted by the executives with sorrowful eyes.
Whatever he did now, he was free, and we had no reason to interfere.
Because Minseo, who had saved himself... was no longer a sex slave.
Not a sex slave... but a beloved man.
Minseo saw the serious and solemn situation unfolding before him and realized.
Before he said that he had recovered his memory, he needed to listen to the story that Hayoung and the executives were trying to tell with eyes more resolute than ever to speak the truth.
Because a clear will to speak the truth without hiding was evident.
"... Please tell me."
After letting out a long deep breath, Minseo sat down at the seat of honor directly opposite Hayoung.
The story was heading back to where everything began.