Chapter 190 - Baekhwa Executive, Kang Min-seo
Should she put it more gently?
In the past, she had treated him like a sex slave, but now she was clearly admitting those twisted actions were wrong and repenting—should she try to appeal to Minseo, even just a little?
These were the thoughts Ha-young entertained for a brief moment.
Because she didn't want Minseo to tremble with betrayal and look at her with eyes full of hatred.
Truth be told, after he learned that he wasn't the head of the mafia but a sex slave, she wondered if he could endure it sanely.
Her expression clearly showed she wanted to bolt from this place right that instant.
The other executives sitting beside her must have felt the same.
Suhyeon, Seoyoung, Chae-ryeong eonni, Ji-ha, and Yujin also sat there, unable to meet his eyes, their lips bitten so hard they might draw blood.
It must have been the same for them.
Now, the women who had loved Minseo so desperately had no confidence they could endure the eyes full of resentment, hatred, despair, and betrayal that he cast their way.
And yet—
They had to accept their karma and firmly face the mistakes they had committed.
Because having feelings of love meant... bearing everything.
If they didn't love him, they wouldn't have to do this.
They could have just tied him up and fucked him like before, stripped him with threats, and that would have been fine.
Yet the reason they wanted to reveal every sin and mistake to the person they'd wronged could only be explained one way.
Because they truly loved Minseo.
Because they didn't want Minseo to be unhappy and sad anymore.
Minseo had already endured more than enough hardship.
They thought they shouldn't cause him any more pain, not even from themselves.
That was why they didn't run away but sat firmly at the table.
'Sigh. Let's take responsibility.'
Ha-young composed her trembling voice once and looked straight into Minseo's unwavering, serious eyes before speaking.
After Minseo's identity as a police spy infiltrating the mafia organization was discovered, his life as a sex slave began.
She revealed every detail of that sex slave life—what he endured, what kind of life he led, from the time he became a slave until now—without any beautification, sobbing as she spoke.
There should be no beautification.
Because that would be an ugly act of evading all karma and responsibility.
Even while consumed by the fear that made her hands and feet tremble violently, Ha-young spilled out everything—without hiding a single thing—about the terrible things she and the executives had done to Minseo.
How they covered him every night, how they ravaged his body and played with him like a toy, how they opened his anus and thrust into it violently, how they tormented him with lewd acts outdoors, and countless other things they had done.
Minseo's eyes, as he silently listened, trembled violently from shock.
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In truth, this story that Ha-young was earnestly telling was irrelevant to Minseo, who had already regained his memories.
He was just listening because he thought it was his duty to hear them out since they were speaking with such gravity.
The reason his eyes trembled so fiercely was because he was shocked by something else.
Ha-young's story was more honest, bare, and raw than he had expected.
Minseo had naturally thought the executives and Ha-young would embellish the story a little, to avoid shocking his amnesiac self.
Or maybe they'd gloss over things.
Because if his amnesiac self heard the raw, shocking truth while also learning the real truth... he would surely be unable to recover from the crushing betrayal and the despair of being a sex slave rather than the head.
After all, it was a fact that would surely earn him the hatred of his amnesiac self, that is, Minseo.
Even though they could have told him a fabricated story as fact, the executives and Ha-young did not do that.
Even though they could have slightly—very slightly—beautified what happened to his amnesiac self, they instead laid bare all the raw and shameful things they had done, without concealment.
'They're sincere. All of them.'
Minseo couldn't help but be profoundly shocked by that.
Because they had never been this sincere with him before.
He had been uncertain, but now he could be two hundred percent sure.
They had changed a lot.
They no longer treated him like a slave.
They treated him kindly and considerately, as a person.
The tears streaming from Ha-young's eyes as she spoke fell pitifully onto the table, plop-, and the other executives, unable to lift their heads... each held back their sobs, trembling.
They looked so distressed.
They were facing the person they had wronged and speaking honestly about their sins without any beautification.
It seemed they weren't even thinking they could be forgiven.
Because their tear-filled eyes were so full of fear.
The Baekhwa executives, who had always shown strength and never revealed weakness or hardship in front of him—sometimes even exuding intimidation—
Baek Ha-young. Lee Seo-young. Choi Su-hyeon. Lee Ji-ha. Han Chae-ryeong. Han Yujin.
These six executives who had tormented him were now like wet mice, trembling in fear, their eyes full of tears.
Their state was so fragile, as if they would break if touched... their eyes filled with fear and self-blame.
Minseo was left speechless by the dizzying situation he had thought could never happen even if he died and came back to life.
"H-hic... huk... that's it... Minseo-ya... really... and I'm so sorry. You must find us disgusting. You can leave right now. You don't have to see us for the rest of your life. But still, it's okay... just accept this."
Ha-young sobbed pitifully and pushed a card toward Minseo.
A black card with no spending limit.
Minseo stared blankly at the card without any reply.
"Live doing what you want... buying what you want... doing what you can. If there's anything you want us to do, just say the word. We'll do it somehow."
Ha-young, unable to look Minseo in the face, trembled and forced out each word with difficulty.
Seeing Ha-young, who was always strong and overflowing with charisma, looking so pathetic... Minseo felt his mind go blank like a white sheet of paper.
A side of Ha-young he had never even imagined.
And—the bizarre sight of the other executives.
In the reality where indescribably shocking scenes were unfolding before his eyes... Minseo's thoughts ground to a halt.
Was this really not a dream..?
If it wasn't a dream... what should he do?
When he first became Ha-young's sex slave, he prayed over and over again to escape this hell even for a day.
His desire to escape a place where he wasn't even treated like a normal person burned fiercely.
At first, those feelings certainly dominated.
But... what was it?
When did it start?
That desire to escape began to slowly dull.
He himself didn't know exactly when.
But at some point, Minseo was gradually melting into that place.
The reason was probably because the executives' actions of gradually looking after him had an effect.
At some point, the executives listened to his stories and let him have ordinary days.
Of course, his freedom was still restrained.
Around the time they started looking after him little by little, Minseo sometimes thought:
Maybe it's okay to live like this.
He was afraid of writhing in pleasure until he passed out.
Because the executives couldn't get enough of him.
But compared to the beginning, their coercive behavior had decreased a lot... and there were many days when they were kind to him.
Still, until then, Minseo thought escape was better.
And then—when he was kidnapped by Seojiyu and almost taken to Japan.
Minseo was so happy and glad that the women came to rescue him without hesitation. So much so that even a sense of obedience he never had before appeared.
Until then, he thought he was just a sex slave who gave his body.
But no.
That fact made him so happy and proud.
After that, the thought of escaping seemed to dull quickly.
More than before, they smiled at him, and sometimes did things he liked together.
They bought him beef when he wanted it, or chicken.
They went to see movies together, took him to aquariums, amusement parks.
Days of doing things for him increased.
And then—when he was caught by police executive Yoon Seol.
Even though they came to rescue him, Yoon Seol stubbornly succeeded in escaping...
And in the car with Yoon Seol, when he felt a deep, suffocating despair as if the world was collapsing.
As always, Ha-young made a grand appearance.
Her long silver hair flowing beautifully in the wind.
Ha-young's determined and reassuring expression seemed to say, "Just wait a little. I'll smash everything and save you."
Even when Yoon Seol pointed a gun at Ha-young, she sent him a signal with fearless, unwavering eyes.
A plan possible only because she trusted him unconditionally.
Before she could fire, he threw himself at Yoon Seol to restrain her, and Ha-young, trusting him, threw herself into the car.
In fact, he had vaguely sensed it.
That they no longer treated him like a sex slave.
That they now... treasured him.
He could feel it not through words, but through actions, eyes, and hearts.
Betrayal, anger, despair, exhilaration, sadness.
He wasn't feeling those emotions now.
Even though they could have lied and avoided the truth.
Even though they could have still treated him like a sex slave, locked him up, and violated him.
They didn't.
Just that one fact made Minseo feel a happiness and joy so intense his heart might burst.
"Shit. I'm fucking happy."
Plip-
Then, hot and happy tears flowed gently down his cheeks...
Minseo pressed down the intense emotions that threatened to burst into sobs and opened his mouth.
"I... always wanted to escape. Always, you tormented and violated me. If that had repeated every day, I might have already been broken."
Seeing the women flinch at his words, Minseo steadily continued what he had to say.
"But the executives' actions and attitudes toward me gradually changed for the better. I don't know how you think of it, but at least that's how I felt."
Minseo's voice, conveying his honest feelings along with the emotions he had been suppressing, trembled helplessly...
Ha-young, Seoyoung, Suhyeon, Ji-ha, Chae-ryeong, and Yujin stared blankly at Minseo's face, tears streaming down.
"And the executives... saved me twice. Even though I was a slave."
........
Realizing what Minseo was saying... they caught on that he had regained his memory... and then they burst into even more pitiful sobs.
Crink-
Minseo clenched the black card Ha-young had given him tightly in his hand...
The card was crumpled beyond use in his grip.
"How can I leave the people who saved my life twice? I like it here. I also hate the police who used me like a tool. If I hadn't been a spy, I would have ended my days here, wouldn't I?"
With happy tears streaming down his cheeks, Minseo looked at the crying women with a brighter smile than ever.
"But... I don't want to live as a sex slave anymore. So... so... h-hic... couldn't you accept me back as an executive of Baekhwa..?"
As the overwhelming emotions he had held back burst forth—Minseo felt his lips tremble and all the feelings he had buried explode from his chest...
Hot tears flowed nonstop, and he saw the faces of the women staring at him in shock, dumbfounded by the unexpected turn of events.
The head of the mafia and his master, Baek Ha-young.
His first friend in the Baekhwa organization and a reliable friend, Lee Seo-young.
His faithful secretary when he was an executive, Lee Ji-ha.
Han Chae-ryeong, who helped him when he was being bullied.
Ha-young's trustworthy secretary, Choi Su-hyeon.
Co-founder of the Baekhwa organization with Ha-young, Han Yujin.
These six women, seeing Minseo smiling happily through tears, felt the emotions of pain, fear, and despair that had bound them melt away and disappear.
He didn't send them looks full of hatred.
Even though they did terrible things, Minseo forgave them.
Something that seemed impossible... was happening before their very eyes.
"""Minseo-ya—!!!!"""
At the same time, Ha-young, Seoyoung, Suhyeon, Chae-ryeong, Yujin, and Ji-ha—more desperately and earnestly than anyone—threw themselves into his arms, wham-, with tears.
"Oof-!!"
Before he could say anything, their sudden action made Minseo feel his breath catch, and his body fell backward, but...
Being able to fully feel the body heat, tears, and sincere emotions of the six women pressing tightly against him made Minseo immensely happy.
So happy that words couldn't express it.
To the point where he would have no regrets dying like this.
"I'm so sorry—!!"
"I won't torment you again—!!"
"Sob-sob-!! Sob-!"
"I love you—! I love you—!!"
"Marry me—!"
"Thank you—! Thank you so much for staying—!"
Each of them sobbed and yelled, so Minseo felt his eardrums might burst... but he could clearly feel how sincere they were.
"I'm happy."