“I’m, I’m done….”
“……”
“Boss……?”
“……”
The Boss I saw after several days was an absolute mess. His hair, which was always neatly slicked back, was disheveled and hanging down, and both eyes were bloodshot and glistening with tears. The suit he always wore so sharply was somehow wrinkled, and his hands were trembling.
If it were the Boss on a normal day, he would have considered it shameful to show me such an appearance. He might have beaten me harshly for the crime of daring to lay eyes on his imperfect self. But today’s Ruben seemed so out of it that he couldn’t even think about such things.
‘……He looks kind of weak…. Sexy….’
Even looking at the Boss in such a state, rather than feeling any sympathy, these were the thoughts I was having.
The reason the Boss called me was none other than to use me as a laborer.
I know the Boss doesn’t need to call me for this kind of work. It’s not just because I’m a low-ranking member. I think the reason the Boss was able to control Saint Sophia Island at such a young age was that his primal strength had the greatest influence, even more than his extraordinary intelligence and viciousness.
The Boss is truly strong. Not just good at fighting, but his innate physical strength is completely different from ordinary people. According to Old Man Andy, even before the Boss came to Saint Sophia Island, there were gangs who had made this island their base.
But the Boss cleaned up those gangs single-handedly in just one day, becoming the undisputed king of Saint Sophia Island. With the Boss’s powerful strength, something like digging the ground would be nothing. He could have easily handled this kind of work alone. However, today’s him didn’t seem to have that intention.
Instead of the Boss, following his orders, I dug a hole in the forest on the outskirts of town and threw a suspiciously heavy and large bag into it. A bag just the right size for a person to fit in. It wasn’t the first time I’d seen the Boss kill someone, but it was the first time I’d seen him this disheveled, so I was more concerned about the Boss’s condition than the corpse I had just buried.
“Boss….”
“……”
“……Boss?”
“…Fuck….”
The Boss, who hadn’t answered no matter how many times I called, finally uttered a curse after the silence. Even in the dim forest, I could see his gaze wavering. Why is he like that? Why is he suffering so much? Could it be that this was someone precious to the Boss? My heart sank as I looked at the Boss with a tearful expression.
‘Even though you feel it the most when I lick your hole…. Don’t go making a girlfriend or anything…!’
How many minutes had I been standing beside the Boss with such foolish thoughts when his mouth finally opened.
“Hey…. Elbek.”
“Yes, yyes.”
“I fucking…. I really fucking hate…. social media, you know…?”
“……Yes…. Eh…?”
My voice trailed off strangely at the unexpected story, but the Boss didn’t seem to care about that. Words flowed from his mouth as if he was talking to himself rather than to me.
“Short, provocative media made just to attract popularity…. Bastards obsessed with fucking free shit…. Merchants pretending to be influencers, buying cheap goods wholesale somewhere and selling them off…. Rappers showing off their money…. When they can’t even fucking rap…. Fucking bastards…. I hate them all…. So fucking disgusting…. I want to throw them all in a blender and grind them up…. Fuuuck….”
“Yes…. Th, that’s right. Yes….”
“But still…. I tried reaching out once, you know?”
Today’s Boss was really surprising. The Boss was truly someone who had no interest in social media. There wasn’t a single related app on his phone, and even when he heard that a famous influencer had come to play on this island, he would just sneer. Well…. that side does suit the Boss. The Boss, who despises e-books and only collects hardcover books, hates OTT services and only watches movies at the theater, and whose hobby is attending operas, was completely incompatible with social media.
But he reached out? Was she such a pretty woman…? But the contact the Boss mentioned once again went beyond my expectations.
“This bastard…. What is he, some soul healer? He’s a magician…. Fucking guy…. He has some…. healing fact? or something and can cure all diseases……”
“Di, disease? Bo…. Boss, are you sick somewhere,”
“Even the medicine from the hospital doesn’t work…. They just tell me to take it easy…. What can I do about it…. To be desperate enough to rely on something like this…. desperate enough….”
The Boss said that and couldn’t continue. I too couldn’t continue speaking. The medicine from the hospital doesn’t work, and even the doctor tells him to just take it easy. The Boss has an incurable disease! It felt like a huge stone had dropped into my chest with a thud.
I had seen the Boss’s naked body so many times, touched his bare skin, kissed him, and yet I didn’t notice the Boss’s affliction…! My heart ached with sorrow. They say when people are about to die, they do things they don’t normally do…!
Would I have to let the Boss go like this without even properly being together with him? I haven’t gone on a date with the Boss, haven’t had sex, haven’t gotten married, haven’t had a baby that looks like the Boss and raised them lovingly together, haven’t even decided on a grandchild’s name yet…! It was so unfair. Tears were about to burst out because it felt like the world was tormenting me unjustly, when—
“Fuuuck!!!! Fucking insomnia!!!!”
When the Boss screamed like that, my tears instantly dried up. I had been tearing up thinking about an incurable disease, but at the unexpected answer, I asked once more.
“Di, did you just say insom…. insomnia?”
“Yeah fuck!! My head hurts and my eyes hurt, it’s fucking terrible!! It’s fucking terrible I saaay!!!! But this bastard said he’d cure it! He even said he’d pay for the plane ticket from Brazil to here!! Fucking bastard!!! It didn’t get better at all, it didn’t get better at all you fucking bastard!!!!”
The Boss tore at his hair and stomped his feet. He looked like he wouldn’t calm down unless I dug up the man I’d just buried and set him on fire. The Boss gets angry easily, but it was rare for him to be this furious. As I stared blankly at the Boss’s outburst, one question arose.
“Bu, but Boss, you said you’re fine with just three hours of sleep….”
“Now I can’t even sleep for one hour…. I can’t even sleep for one hour!! The, the doctor says my lifestyle is ruined…. I, I don’t know…. I…. nothing’s changed for me…. Fuck…. Fuuuck….”
The Boss’s eyelids trembled and a tear fell. At the Boss’s tears that I was seeing for the first time, I covered my mouth. To be suffering enough to cry…. To cry…. It must be my fault. Because I keep putting him in a comatose state, his lifestyle pattern has changed, and that must have led to insomnia. It’s my fault. Because I put the Boss in a comatose state at will, the Boss is suffering…. and now, from those angel-like eyes, sexy tears…. drop….
“Fu…. Fuck….”
I, who had been lost in my own thoughts, snapped out of it when the Boss’s tone changed.
“You, you, you…. What is this….”
“Ah…. Oops….”
The Boss’s bloodshot eyes were looking at my crotch. And naturally, it was in an erect state. There’s no way I could hold back when the Boss is this cute…. Not holding back has become a habit, which is also why this happened.
Seeing my crotch swollen as if about to burst, the Boss’s face twisted miserably. A chill ran down my spine. This won’t do. While the Boss is flustered and at a loss for words, I should brush it off by saying my erection was a dream. Before the Boss could say anything, I snapped my fingers with a click, and the Boss changed his twisted expression to an expressionless one like a puppet with its strings cut, and dropped the arm he had raised as if to point accusingly at me.
“I’m, I’m sorry…. Ruben….”
I murmured and sat the Boss leaning against a tree stump. The Boss’s face was still moist with tears, and thanks to the hair covering his forehead, his face looked younger than usual.
“Be, because you showed me such a cute appearance…. I couldn’t help it….”
I touched the Boss’s hair. His hair wet with sweat from excessive anger, his moist cheeks felt good.
‘I just need to fix it….’
The book said that behavioral acceptance hypnosis not only has the power to consciously make someone do something, but can also control physiological functions to some extent. I could instill in Aiden or Jack that ‘jogging makes you feel good’ in that way too. If that’s possible, then sleep can also be controlled. If I use behavioral acceptance hypnosis to have amazing sex with the Boss and make him able to sleep comfortably….
“Ru…. Ruben, you’d like that too, right? I’ll make it so you can sleep…. comfortably…. pleasantly….”
“……”
“It’ll, it’ll be fun…. Definitely…. I’ll make you feel good….”
As I said that, I was already shaking my fully erect penis, having pulled it out. It was force majeure. There was no way I could hold back after seeing the Boss’s tears.
“Ruben, Ruben’s cute face…. I’m, I’m sorry, hnngh….”
I grabbed my cock and brought it close to Ruben’s face. When my genitals touched the Boss’s straight nose, his beautifully shaped forehead, his lips from which warm breath came out, my vision spun. The sensation of my disgusting cock covered in veins rubbing against the contours of his exquisitely handsome features was too stimulating not only physically but visually as well.
I firmly grabbed the Boss’s head and frantically rubbed my cock all over his face. Every time warm breath came from the Boss’s nose and mouth, I felt a dizzying pleasure in every joint of my body.
“Hng, hng, Ruben, on Ruben’s face, I’m going to cum on your face…. Take it, hng, uungh…!”
It’s like a white flash exploding before my eyes. I pressed my vicious cock right against the Boss’s noble face and started ejaculating. Semen stretched thickly from the Boss’s forehead to his lips. Sticky semen caught on the Boss’s long eyelashes, and his cheeks that had been wet with tears became wet with semen. It’s my semen. Seeing my semen soaking the Boss’s face and some of it flowing into the Boss’s cute mouth, ecstasy engulfed me.
“Re…. Record…. I need to record this….”
With trembling hands, I took out my phone and photographed the Boss’s cute and sexy face. It would be the photo that becomes my treasure number one.
*
“Ugh…. Uuugh….”
At the sound of the Boss opening his eyes, I quickly looked over there.
“Boss, you’re awake…!”
“What…? Where is…. Where is this….”
“It’s the hospital, Boss. You suddenly fainted earlier, so I brought you here.”
“Fuck…. What fainting….”
Even while saying that, the Boss sat up. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to remember the fact that I got an erection looking at him. Watching the Boss sigh deeply enough to make the ground cave in with one hand on his forehead, I approached him with a friendly expression.
“Are you okay, Boss…? Well…. since you fainted…. are you feeling a bit less tired….”
At those words, the Boss’s eyes became fierce. I thought I heard a cracking sound, then my vision went white and I felt a terrible pain in my cheek.
“Still the same, you fucking bastard.”
I grabbed my cheek and smiled. Of course it would be. The Boss didn’t faint but was hypnotized again. He was essentially in a state no better than a light nap. But the reason I could smile was because I had discovered the Boss’s weakness.
A worry tormenting the Boss enough to make him cry tears.
If I say I’ll cure his sleep disorder, the Boss will give me a chance. Then I’ll be able to hypnotize the Boss with full preparation. And then…. the Boss will be mine. I can have the Boss’s virginity.
“Wha, what is it with you…. Why, why are you smiling….”
Not realizing I was smiling, Ruben staggered backward in disbelief. Realizing I was grinning ear to ear, I barely managed to control the corners of my mouth.
“We, well Boss…. I have…. something important to tell you….”
“……What?”
The Boss’s voice changed. A gentle voice with the malice gone. I didn’t miss the slightest bit of hope contained in that voice.
“Ne, next week, could you spare me just one hour…? About…. about today’s matter…. there’s something I really…. absolutely want to tell you……”
If it were the normal Boss, he would have told me to fuck off, or hit my other cheek while saying what could someone with neither education nor intelligence like you possibly know. But the Boss said nothing. The Boss’s face had settled darkly. An expression that ordinary people would think was emotionless, but I know. I know that a faint desperation shows through that expressionless face.
“……Is it important?”
“Yes, yyes….”
After a long while, he asked me. Of course it’s important. Not only will I cure the Boss’s insomnia, but it will be the day I can make love with the Boss.
I was actually a little scared. Because the opponent is none other than Ruben Rikov himself. I’ve hypnotized people continuously, but I’ve never hypnotized a demon….
‘But fortune favors the bold.’
I thought that and looked at the Boss with determined eyes. At Ruben, who would soon become my omega.
