Chapter 207 - Promise to Live with Ha-young Noona
Recent memories flashed through Minseo's mind.
What is this?
Did I have a secret?
Minseo racked his brain, never once imagining the secret could be that he'd become a masochist.
With his memory already wiped, Minseo didn't have much to go on, but he finally reached a conclusion.
Ha-young noona was bluffing to get into my house.
Oh, come on. Just be honest and say you want to move in. Is noona shy about it?
Minseo, completely misreading the situation, smirked and said,
"Noona. What secret could I possibly have? Are you worried there might be a secret even I don't know about?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's something you just don't remember?"
Contrary to Minseo's thoughts, Ha-young pressed her body closer, exhaling softly as she spoke.
Her hot breath brushed against the tip of his nose, and a sweet scent flooded his senses.
There really... is a secret...?
Faced with Ha-young's incredibly relaxed and confident attitude, Minseo, starting to feel a bit intimidated, gulped.
"For starters, one thing is certain... it's news the executives behind us would love to hear, right?"
Ha-young pressed him further, her eyes curving with a soft, knowing look.
That Minseo is a masochist.
How much more would they be in heat if the executives found out?
They were already worked up because of what Suhyeon had done, teetering on the edge of pouncing on him at any moment... if she told them this, Minseo could be completely swallowed whole.
By their sticky vaginas, mouths, and anuses.
So it was better to keep this important secret known only to her.
Now that Minseo was no longer a slave, he had his freedom—there was no way to hold him back if he tried to avoid her.
Naturally, she didn't intend to use this one secret to restrain him or make things difficult for him.
Still... if she held onto his secret to some extent... wouldn't she be able to fluster him like this? That was what Ha-young thought.
Think of me more, look at me.
Love me more, hold me close.
Ha-young had now completely fallen for Minseo's charm.
Every single moment spent with him was precious. Happiness felt more meaningful when he was around, and when they shared love, a thrill would envelop her body, to the point where the word 'ecstasy' wasn't enough to describe it.
To Ha-young, Kang Minseo had become exactly that kind of presence.
"What... is my secret... noona...?"
Feeling a bit anxious, Minseo asked cautiously, his eyes darting nervously.
There is... something.
Minseo realized instinctively that what Ha-young was saying now wasn't a bluff.
It had been about a year since he started living in the same mansion as Ha-young... well, not quite, but they'd lived together for about six months.
After all that time, how could I not know this?
Realizing at once that there was conviction in every word Ha-young spoke, Minseo gulped again and asked.
"If you tell me now... it wouldn't be fun, would it? Hurry up and promise. That you'll live with me."
But the head of the Baekhwa organization, Ha-young, wasn't an easy opponent.
A deal is, by nature, a psychological war. Ha-young had climbed to her position by experiencing countless such battles throughout her life.
She had seized the initiative far too easily, and a relaxed smile spread across her lips.
"Ugh... noona..."
"Hurry. Promise me."
Ha-young leaned close to his face, rubbing her soft, squishy cheek against Minseo's.
Her soft, supple skin pressed against his cheek, and feeling that warmth, Minseo eventually gave in.
"Haa... alright. But you know you absolutely cannot let the other executives find out, right? If they find out, both you and I are finished."
Minseo widened his eyes and pressed his index finger to Ha-young's lips, which were curved in a goofy grin.
The moment they discovered he was living alone with Ha-young noona, it was obvious even without imagining—the executives would rush to the house with eyes blazing with fire.
The executives who had lost their reason... were probably more dangerous than starving tigers.
Ugh. Just imagining it gives me goosebumps.
Minseo shuddered, feeling a chill run down his spine.
Grinning from ear to ear, Ha-young stroked Minseo's hair.
"I'm counting on you, okay? Hehe."
Leaving behind Ha-young's sinister smile, which clearly had an ulterior motive, Minseo sighed and returned to his seat.
"What was that? What did you two talk about?"
Jiha, who was digging into the meat of a lobster, asked, brimming with curiosity.
"Ah... it's nothing special."
Minseo tried to smile lightly and change the subject, but the women had sharp instincts.
'There's something, isn't there?'
'It feels fishy.'
'Minseo is smiling that awkwardly?'
Each of them grew suspicious and began to press him persistently.
"What is it—! You're making me so curious!!"
Seoyoung whined, scrunching up her face as if demanding an answer.
"Yeah, tell us quickly. Before we start tormenting you."
Yu-jin also chimed in with Seoyoung, slowly putting down the food she was eating and approaching him.
The other executives were also closing in on Minseo, exerting a brutal pressure.
'No... wait... this isn't it...'
Seeing the executives approaching slowly while holding out hands that looked far too sinister, Minseo shot a desperate look at Ha-young for help.
Nodding at that look, Ha-young began to think of a countermeasure.
Hmm... something to draw their attention...
At that moment, a deck of playing cards caught Ha-young's eye.
Seeing the playing cards placed under the TV, Ha-young came up with a brilliant idea.
"Alright, alright. Girls! I'll tell you what we talked about."
Clapping her hands to focus their attention on herself, Ha-young curled one corner of her mouth and shot a confident look at Minseo, as if to say, 'Just trust me.'
'What is... that unsettling smirk...?'
Seeing Ha-young's confident attitude, Minseo instinctively realized he should be worried about whatever she was about to do.
Even so, Minseo couldn't stop her. Ha-young began to speak to the executives, who were focused on her with a smile in her eyes.
"Everyone was a bit worked up earlier because of Suhyeon, right? So Minseo said he wanted to play a lewd game together. The reason he only called me aside to talk was because he was too shy to say it outright."
In fact, there was a contradiction in Ha-young's words—it wasn't Minseo who called her, but she who called him.
However, just as Ha-young expected, the executives' eyes went wild at the word 'lewd game'.
'...lewd... game?'
'...What is that... what is it.'
'Gulp.'
'That sounds... fucking fun, doesn't it?'
Since they were already a bit tipsy from the alcohol, they asked as if they were ready to strip off their clothes right there.
"""What is it???"""
Seeing the executives speak as if they had rehearsed it together, Ha-young took out the playing cards she was holding.
"Joker Draw."
At the mention of Joker Draw, the executives' eyes went cold.
"No... what is this. When you said lewd game, I thought it would be something like masturbating each other..."
Seoyoung said, looking disappointed as she said 'masturbation' without any hesitation.
'Even so, I'm the only man here... isn't a game like masturbating each other a bit much...?'
'What if I'm not the one who gets picked... Seoyoung-ah...'
Suddenly, Minseo imagined Seoyoung and Jiha masturbating each other and moaning, and he turned his head away, feeling his face flush red.
Jiha, who had been quietly watching Minseo, tilted her head.
'Huh? Why is Minseo acting like that?'
"Instead, the loser... has to take off two pieces of clothing."
At Ha-young's suggestive remark, the executives' attention snapped back.
"Not one, but two pieces?"
Chae-ryeong asked, eyes wide.
"There are a lot of people. And... for those who have no more clothes to take off... perform one lewd act."
At Ha-young's words, everyone's mouths fell open, and all eyes began to focus on Minseo.
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....
....
"N-no, wait..."
Minseo stuttered, a chill running down his spine as his mind raced.
'What does that mean...?'
'If you lose the card game, you take off two pieces of clothing, and if you have no more clothes to take off, you perform a lewd act?'
'...Are you crazy?'
6 women and 1 man.
No matter how I look at it, I'm the target. This is bullshit!!!
No matter how many times Minseo had shared his body with all the executives, he wasn't used to being naked in a place where six of them were gathered together.
Every single gaze felt hot... and the unsettling sensation of his body twitching like crazy under those stares.
That feeling was something he still hadn't adapted to, so Minseo wanted to avoid it if possible.
Plus, the shame.
I... I'm going to run away.
Swoosh.
Without a word, Minseo shot up from his seat.
"Goodnight, everyone."
With those words, he didn't even look back and bolted toward his room on the second floor.
I have to run away—!!
Minseo, having sensed the crisis, started climbing the stairs with all his might, but—
"Catch him."
Ha-young said with a look that suggested she'd already expected this.
Whoosh!!
In an instant, Seoyoung and Suhyeon—quick on their feet—got up and chased after Minseo.
Not even a few seconds later...
"Ack—!! Save me—!!"
"Stay still, oppa."
"Shall we go play our card game?"
Suhyeon, who had grabbed Minseo's arms, and Seoyoung, who had grabbed his legs, dragged him back down with sinister smiles.
"Prepare the playing cards."
Already, along with the alcohol and delicious food, the playing cards were being set up.
Minseo sensed that now that it had come to this, it was a do-or-die situation.
Whew... I just have to win. I just have to win.
Minseo began picking up the trembling cards, burning with determination to win and sleep safely.
And a suffocating card game began, each of them looking at Minseo with eyes full of lust, determined to conquer him.
In effect, 6 versus 1.
It was a card game where Minseo's fate—being devoured or sleeping safely—hung in the balance.