Unlike when he was alone, Hwi-gyeom’s face sank deeply. His downcast eyelashes were particularly long and thick.
“Not at all. The Director is waiting downstairs. Let’s hurry down.”
“…Yes.”
When Seo-jin was mentioned, strength entered Hwi-gyeom’s fingertips gripping the bag strap. Jin-tae flinched upon discovering the bruises on Hwi-gyeom’s slender nape but didn’t show it.
Going down to the first floor, a luxurious sedan was parked in front of the officetel building. The heavy tinting was similar to the car Ha-seok drove.
“Get in.”
Jin-tae opened the back door. Hwi-gyeom bowed his head and got into the back seat. Before even making eye contact with Seo-jin, his scent reached Hwi-gyeom’s nose first. His shoulders automatically hunched at the sharp, urban fragrance.
A gaze that seemed ready to look down on everyone in the world swept over Hwi-gyeom. His brow furrowed microscopically.
“Who did this?”
Straight fingertips poked the bruise. Hwi-gyeom reflexively covered his neck with his palm, then hesitantly lowered his hand.
“Answer. Won’t you?”
The gaze looking at Hwi-gyeom sank coldly. Both the driver and Jin-tae held their breath. The temperature inside the car seemed to have dropped several degrees.
Jin-tae signaled the driver with his eyes. The two people quietly got out of the car. At the sound of the door closing, Hwi-gyeom clasped his hands together. His appearance, trembling shoulders unable to look Seo-jin in the eye, was pitiful.
“I warned you not to show up with another guy’s marks.”
A large hand that could cover and spare Hwi-gyeom’s face forcibly lifted his chin. Hwi-gyeom took a small breath. Seo-jin’s eyes held blades. Cold chills ran up his spine at the gaze that painfully pierced his insides.
“Take off your clothes.”
“Pardon…?”
“I said take off your clothes. Right now.”
Hwi-gyeom’s lips moved soundlessly. He looked around to find someone to help, but only he and Seo-jin were in the car.
Strength entered Seo-jin’s fingertips. Hwi-gyeom’s brow furrowed at the pain felt in his chin.
Hwi-gyeom had no choice but to raise his trembling hands and unbutton his shirt from the top down. A white short-sleeved tee appeared. When he glanced up, Seo-jin tilted his eyebrow as if to continue.
Hwi-gyeom bit his lip and took off the T-shirt. Seo-jin’s lips curved coldly at the body full of red and purple marks.
“How ridiculous. Proving you’re a whore, as expected.”
At the sneering voice, Hwi-gyeom hugged his body with both arms. Far from being covered, his thin body only made his pale nipples stand out more.
“What are you doing? Won’t you take off the bottom too?”
Even while watching tears well up in Hwi-gyeom’s eyes as he endured the humiliation, Seo-jin was merciless. Hwi-gyeom rustled and took off his pants too. He couldn’t bring himself to remove his underwear and just fiddled with it.
Seo-jin pointed to the space below the seat. Hwi-gyeom hesitantly stood up and when he knelt down below, a shoe pressed firmly against his groin.
“Ngh.”
Under the oppressive atmosphere, Hwi-gyeom’s member was gradually swelling. Perhaps sensing this, an expression of disbelief appeared on Seo-jin’s face.
“Don’t tell me you’ve developed a taste for being hit?”
That’s right. But unable to tell the truth, Hwi-gyeom only trembled his lips. With a pitiful face as if unbearably ashamed.
Seo-jin’s gaze slowly swept over Hwi-gyeom’s face and body. The gaze was so hot that Hwi-gyeom felt his skin burn wherever his eyes passed.
The inside of his underwear was gradually getting wet. Conversely, his mouth was parching dry. Seo-jin had a natural talent for crushing people’s spirit.
Hwi-gyeom imagined calling him “Master” inwardly and twitched his waist. When Seo-jin’s foot that had been stimulating his member lifted, he almost let out a sigh of regret.
It’s stopping here? Because of the people outside?
With puzzlement, both fists clenched on his thighs. But Seo-jin didn’t pass over Hwi-gyeom’s wish. The tip of the shoe passed over the deeply carved navel and gradually moved upward.
It pressed firmly on the ribs that showed faintly with each breath, then cruelly ground the nipple that had perked up in the cool air.
“Hnngh…”
A moan that couldn’t be held back leaked through Hwi-gyeom’s lips. Strength entered his kneeling knees. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into the soft flesh.
“Director-nim…”
Hwi-gyeom called Seo-jin with a desperate voice. His hole was opening and closing on its own. Though still swollen, that made it all the more able to swallow Seo-jin’s cock softly. When his member that stimulated in a different way from Yi-hyun came to mind, saliva pooled in his mouth.
It was the moment a flash crossed Seo-jin’s eyes.
Knock knock knock.
An even knocking sound struck the window. Seo-jin checked his wristwatch and clicked his tongue quietly. He rolled down the window and signaled to Jin-tae.
Shortly after, the driver and Jin-tae got in the car. The two showed surprised expressions at seeing Hwi-gyeom wearing only underwear, then immediately turned their gaze elsewhere.
Hwi-gyeom hunched his shoulders. He desperately tried to cover his body somehow, but Seo-jin didn’t allow Hwi-gyeom to put on clothes.
In the end, Hwi-gyeom knelt as if being punished until the car arrived at its destination. At first, it was just his legs feeling slightly numb, but as time passed, the pain felt below his kneecaps grew increasingly sharp.
If he moved his hips even slightly, sharp pain burst without fail. Weight concentrated on his waist and pelvis, making his back hurt as if it would break. Even keeping his upper body upright became burdensome.
It was only because he’d taken a nap for a few hours that he could endure this much. If he’d met Seo-jin right after parting with Yi-hyun, he would have collapsed long ago.
“Get out.”
Even at Seo-jin’s words, Hwi-gyeom couldn’t move rashly. Cold sweat that had flowed from his forehead seeped into his eyes. As he rubbed around his eyes with his clenched fist, his upper body swayed forward.
“Hah…”
His posture collapsed from that. As blood circulated, his entire legs tingled and throbbed. He moved his trembling arms to put on the T-shirt and put on the shirt. He almost fainted several times while sitting on the seat and putting on his pants without buttoning them.
It was when he was about to zip up his pants. The back door burst open and Seo-jin pulled Hwi-gyeom out of the car with a cold face.
He gathered Hwi-gyeom, who was swaying unable to stand properly, into his arms. Hwi-gyeom’s eyes widened at suddenly being held in a princess carry position.
“You really require a lot of care.”
No, whose fault is it that I’m like this…
Feeling wronged, Hwi-gyeom rolled his lips trying to pout and rested his cheek on Seo-jin’s shoulder. He truly had no strength in his entire body. He keenly felt how physically torturous kneeling was.
Seo-jin’s muscles hesitated momentarily but he didn’t mind. If he had any conscience, he should allow at least this much.
Even while breathing laboriously with an exhausted face, Hwi-gyeom diligently rolled his eyes to figure out where this place was.
<Gentle house atelier>
It was the name written at the building entrance. The three-story building had a finish made of luxurious gray materials.
When Seo-jin reached the entrance, the door opened and a man in his 40s with his hair neatly swept back came out.
“Oh my, Director-nim. Welcome. Seeing you after so long makes me even happier.”
Hwi-gyeom’s blinking speed increased. Despite his bandit-like appearance, the man’s ticklish manner of speaking was even more bewildering.
“Is this today’s darling?”
Then the man’s gaze turned to Hwi-gyeom. His sparkling eyes were full of curiosity. Seeing the wounds on his face and neck, his eyebrows curved into an upside-down V before quickly returning to normal.
“Honey, you’ll really be fun to dress up. It’s been a while since I’ve felt motivated? I’m Kim Yong-gyu. Call me Director Kim.”
Hwi-gyeom bowed his head to Yong-gyu with a frozen face. When dizziness came and he closed his eyes again and leaned on Seo-jin, Yong-gyu wrinkled his nose bridge.
“Director Kim seems to have a lot of free time.”
“Ah, look at me. Knowing our Director-nim is a busy person, I got carried away with happiness. Come in this way. Everything’s prepared. I just have to show my skills. Hoho.”
Hwi-gyeom listened to their conversation and thought that Yong-gyu’s courage as well as his manner of speaking were extraordinary. Most people would be intimidated just by making eye contact with Seo-jin.
Seo-jin’s characteristic arrogant attitude and rude way of speaking crumbled people’s self-esteem, but Yong-gyu didn’t seem to be affected at all.
As soon as he stealthily opened his eyes, they met Yong-gyu’s. At the expression winking at him, Hwi-gyeom smiled faintly. Yong-gyu clasped his hands together and flared his nostrils.
“I cleared out the entire lounge. Our Director-nim really hates sharing the same space with other people. I know our Director-nim well.”
Yong-gyu guided the two to the private lounge inside the building that only membership customers could use. The place where the entire wall was filled with curved glass pieces had an artistic atmosphere like a gallery.
