The short conversation with the manager ended vaguely.
What Kwon Yujin requested from me was champagne and extra towels. My steps heading to the room I’d been called to with those items felt heavier than usual. As if the plush carpet was grabbing my ankles.
“I’ve brought the room service you ordered.”
When I arrived in front of the room and knocked, the door soon opened.
“Come in.”
A low voice and the alpha’s pheromones felt along with it. As expected, it was Kwon Yujin who had designated me and requested room service.
Without making eye contact with Kwon Yujin, I entered the room while staring only at the floor. I didn’t want to get into another argument with him if possible. Because it was troublesome and annoying.
After placing the champagne and towels I’d brought on the table, I belatedly raised my gaze with the intention of leaving immediately.
At that moment, I was surprised without realizing it and my eyes widened. Because a firm, broad, flesh-colored upper body filled my vision. Kwon Yujin was in a state of only wearing loose athletic pants.
“Did you remember something?”
Seeing my expression, Kwon Yujin bent his waist and brought his face close, thinking something. The eye level that became slightly lower than mine and the narrowed distance were burdensome, making me involuntarily step back without realizing it.
As expected, he has no intention of letting me leave obediently.
“The contract. Did you read it properly?”
An expectant voice. But no matter how closely I observed his face, he still only felt unfamiliar.
“Nothing new about Kwon Yujin-ssi has come to mind. I found the contract at home though.”
At my answer, Kwon Yujin straightened his bent waist. Then the angle instantly changed from looking up at me to looking down.
Even at my words that nothing came to mind, Kwon Yujin wasn’t shaken. As if he’d already expected it.
“I already looked into a neurology professor. Without delaying any further, memory-related treatment will start right away from today…”
“There’s one thing I’m curious about.”
Since he was about to bring up treatment talk again, I interrupted him and spoke.
Whether he was displeased that I cut in, Kwon Yujin’s brow furrowed slightly. But he didn’t bother to point it out.
“Speak.”
“Were we in a relationship where we even had sex before?”
I asked as directly as possible. I had no talent for speaking in roundabout ways.
I hadn’t dealt with many contracts, but whether construction or interior work, doing fieldwork meant I had quite a few occasions to review contracts. Those were generally straightforward and had clear meanings except for a few clauses.
But the contract Kwon Yujin and I had drawn up had many ambiguous clauses. Moreover, meeting periodically to eliminate his imprinting phenomenon wasn’t a difficult task at all. Yet I was receiving an excessive amount of money compared to what I was doing.
There’s no way I have the technology to treat imprinting. Receiving that kind of money simply as compensation for briefly meeting and spending time?
Even to me, who only graduated middle school, this situation doesn’t make sense.
More than anything, the point that Kwon Yujin was overreacting to my memory problem, and the point that the purpose of our meetings was ‘imprinting.’ Considering all of this, honestly, it was hard to see it as a wholesome relationship.
When I looked it up, it said that someone who imprinted on another person feels stability in the imprinting target’s pheromones.
I’m a recessive omega with very faint pheromones, so drawing out pheromones to a level that would satisfy an athlete like Kwon Yujin would be impossible with simple contact.
“What if it is?”
At my words, Kwon Yujin tilted his head at an angle with both hands stuck in his pockets.
“Answer properly. Did I really have sexual relations with you?”
“That’s right.”
Eventually, an obedient affirmation came back. It was like a death sentence.
The breath I’d been holding in tension poured out through my mouth all at once. I couldn’t hide my agitation.
I really slept with Kwon Yujin? Then does that mean I showed him my face too? In the first place, was that even possible for me?
“I hope you’re not answering as a joke.”
“I wasn’t going to say it in case hyung would be shocked, but you said you were curious, so I’m telling you.”
I asked back with a serious expression, but Kwon Yujin sent a curious gaze as if wondering what reaction I would show next. As if testing me.
“Did we sleep together? It’s a shame to express it so simply. Because I fucked your hole so much it wouldn’t close.”
“…That’s a lie.”
“You spread your legs for me wherever, whenever I wanted—you forgot all that too?”
“……”
“It’s disappointing that you don’t remember any of that.”
Each vulgar word coming from his mouth felt like it was pushing me to the edge of a cliff.
I really slept with him in exchange for receiving money? Even hearing shocking confirmation again, I couldn’t believe it. Isn’t there a possibility it’s a lie? It has to be a lie. Otherwise….
I desperately searched for grounds to deny it. But even that wasn’t easy.
Why would someone famous and rich like Kwon Yujin tell such a lie to a human like me? Coldly speaking, I didn’t have enough value for him to bother doing that.
“Are you satisfied now that you know everything?”
“I…”
“So what are you going to do now?”
Moreover, if it was Kwon Yujin, he would have many beautiful and handsome omegas around him. He was in a position where he didn’t need to sleep with someone like me.
Right. He must have been forced to sleep with me because of the imprinting.
But even if it couldn’t be helped because of the situation, the shock didn’t easily subside. Just the thought of having a sexual relationship with him made displeasure dig into my stomach like stabbing.
I feel this much repulsion, yet I slept with Kwon Yujin for money.
This was no different from prostitution.
“From now on, such things… will probably be impossible.”
“What things?”
“Kwon Yujin-ssi. I don’t even know who you are.”
“That’s why I’m saying let’s find a treatment method. Who’s telling you to fuck first?”
Kwon Yujin whispered as if coaxing.
“I told you yesterday too, but I have no desire to recover my memories. Even if I did sleep with you in exchange for receiving money, my thoughts are the same. I won’t get treatment.”
“What?”
Kwon Yujin’s voice, which had been pretending to be affectionate, sank at once. I swallowed dry saliva while looking straight at him.
“There’s no problem with my health, so why should I spend time and money on unnecessary treatment?”
“Then what are you going to do about the contract you made with me?”
Kwon Yujin raised his head and looked down at me as he asked. As if he knew there was no hole for me to escape through.
“I don’t necessarily have to recover my memories to keep that contract. Besides.”
“……”
“There was no clause demanding sex… sexual relations.”
Kwon Yujin, who tilted his head at an angle, blinked slowly. As if saying go ahead and spout more.
“So?”
“However, I can make efforts beyond that.”
I pointed out that there was no content directly implying ‘sexual relations’ in the contract.
In fact, acts related to such human trafficking were illegal and couldn’t even be dealt with in a contract. So the contract content had no choice but to be ambiguous. It was what the people who mainly hung out with Dad in the neighborhood where I grew up used to do, so there’s no way I wouldn’t know that.
“The contract period still remains and I received money, so it doesn’t mean I won’t do anything.”
At that moment, Kwon Yujin, who had been quietly listening as if to see how far I’d go, let out a snicker.
“Taeyoung-hyung.”
He called my name with feigned gentleness. At the same time, an inexplicable anxiety raised its head. Because I instinctively felt that the smile hanging on his lips was false.
“Just say it was all a joke until now. Because things are really about to stop being fun.”
“Kwon Yujin-ssi.”
“Don’t you remember what you did before I left for Berlin?”
Kwon Yujin, who had come close in front of me, muttered in my ear.
“You greedily took my cock all night that night. Top and bottom, everything.”
Whispering in a tone like coaxing a child, he soon approached step by step, pushing me toward the wall. I had no choice but to step back like cornered prey.
“…Move aside.”
“I shoved it all the way to the back of your throat.”
Kwon Yujin lightly touched below my uvula with his fingertip.
“And down here, all the way to this point…”
The hand that had been near my throat now came down to around my stomach.
“I fucked you. You were so bad at it that I barely managed to train you.”
When the low bass dug into my ear, I got goosebumps. The words pouring from his mouth were content I absolutely couldn’t accept. From some point on, my body was trembling with anxiety and shame.
