Free Web NovelA short while later, an unexpected visitor came to the house.
Heewon stood frozen in a corner, unable to hide his bewildered expression. In the middle of his living room, a massage bed had been set up. Watching the setup unfold smoothly, it became hard to tell whether this was a private home or a high-end aesthetic salon.
The massage therapist, dressed neatly in uniform, calmly went about her work, while Kwon Youngjae sat on the sofa observing. It was none other than Kwon Youngjae himself who had called the massage therapist to the house.
What on earth was going on...
The question hovered on the tip of Heewon’s tongue, but he swallowed it down and held back. When the preparations seemed complete, the therapist looked at Heewon with a gentle smile.
“Would you like to lie down?”
“Ah... I’m really fine.”
No matter how much he refused, no one here was willing to respect his wishes. Heewon had no choice but to awkwardly perch on the massage bed.
“Could you please take off your T-shirt?”
“......”
Heewon touched his chest hesitantly. No, he shouldn’t... The T-shirt was densely marked with traces from the previous night. No matter that it was his home, this was hardly a sight to show anyone else. His anxious gaze shifted to Kwon Youngjae.
“Maybe the clothes—”
“Take it off. There’s no one here who’d look at you strangely.”
A firm order was given. The massage therapist added kindly, “Don’t worry,” and Heewon had no choice but to remove his T-shirt and lie down on the massage bed face down.
After a while, the lights went out and the room became pitch dark. Only flickering candles emitted a warm glow. Listening to the quietly echoing meditation music, Heewon really felt as if he were in an aesthetic salon.
Soon, a warm stone coated with oil was placed on Heewon’s bare skin. The warmth caused his back to flinch reflexively.
“Is it too hot?”
“...No, it’s fine.”
The therapist slowly rubbed the smooth stone along his skin. With no unnecessary small talk, her focus on the massage showed professionalism. Thanks to that, Heewon was able to relax his tension considerably.
Since she was someone arranged by Kwon Youngjae, she was probably a VIP specialist. The towel covering the bed was soft, and the therapist’s touch was indescribably gentle. Though it was not what he wanted, he was truly enjoying the luxury money could buy.
“Your lower back is really tight. It must have hurt.”
The therapist straightened her arms and pressed her palms firmly against Heewon’s back. As the strong pressure was applied, his toes curled and an involuntary moan slipped out.
“Ah!”
“Is this pressure okay now?”
“Ugh, yes... uh, good, yes.”
The therapist’s hands were as warm as the stone before and slick with oil. As her skilled touch moved along the muscle fibers, the stiff body slowly relaxed. Before he knew it, Heewon forgot his embarrassment and became absorbed in the massage.
The clean towel covered Heewon’s hips while his pants and underwear slipped down slightly. Then both thumbs pressed firmly and slowly drew long lines along the tailbone and spine.
“...Ah, there.”
“That spot hurts, right?”
“Yes, just a little more gently...”
“Right there.”
Suddenly, a deep voice interrupted the conversation. Kwon Youngjae, who had stood up, stood with both hands in his trouser pockets.
“Send her out.”
“Yes, Executive Director.”
No sooner had the order been given than the massage therapist left the room. Lying there half-naked, Heewon blinked, bewildered. Were they really just leaving this all behind? This was his home, after all...
Meanwhile, Kwon came closer and picked up the oil bottle the therapist had set out. Like someone who’d been inconvenienced, he read the label on the glass bottle with a displeased expression.
“Kim, just get a massage machine for the house.”
“...Excuse me?”
“Don’t even think about getting a professional.”
“Did I do something wrong?”
Heewon lifted his head slightly, resting on his forearm on the bed. His bare back gleamed dimly even in the dark, slick with oil.
“......”
But Kwon gave no answer, only a cold look. He pressed down on the back of Heewon’s head, forcing him back face down again. His deep-set face disappeared into the pillow.
“Stop with the moaning... ha, enough.”
“This is my first time getting a massage.”
He heard clattering sounds beside him. Kwon seemed to be doing something. But all he could see was the floor, and his distrust deepened.
“Wait, what are you doing... ah!” freёwebnovel.com
When a cold hand touched his back, Heewon bit his lip hard. Even trying to hold it back, a moan slipped out helplessly.
“This is the problem.”
“Your hands are too... uh, cold, Executive Director.”
“Don’t jerk your back. This isn’t sex.”
The face buried inside grew red hot. Only then did Heewon realize his reactions were unusual.
Kwon quietly continued the massage. His skill was clumsy compared to a professional, but his large hands and strong pressure certainly pressed firmly. Heewon set aside his tangled thoughts and surrendered to Kwon’s hands.
Such a luxury could hardly be called ordinary. When would he ever get a massage from Kwon Youngjae? Slowly, the corners of his mouth relaxed and a faint smile broke out.
“You must feel really sorry for me.”
“You can tell just by looking.”
Though his tone remained indifferent, his touch grew even gentler. Warmth gradually seeped into his fingertips from his body heat.
As his palms slid down from Heewon’s back to hips, the spine trembled again. He heard a clicking sound from above.
“Can’t control yourself?”
“...I really can’t help it.”
“......”
After that, Kwon said nothing more. He left Heewon’s sensitive areas alone and firmly pressed only the tight trapezius and shoulder blade regions. His attempt at massage didn’t suit him at all, but he showed no sign of annoyance. Having spent a long time together, Heewon knew this was Kwon’s unique way of apologizing.
Heewon relaxed comfortably. There was no one to hear complaints anyway. Despite the awkward massage, the stiff muscles steadily loosened. Perhaps because it was a familiar touch, he felt at ease.
As his body relaxed, sleepiness crept in. The calming background music, the fragrant aroma oil, and Kwon’s touch—nothing was out of place for peace.
Could this still be a dream? Kwon couldn’t be this kind to him... As the sensation spread faintly, his eyelids closed. Soon he sank into sweet slumber.
After a deep sleep, he awoke to find himself moved to the bed. Usually lying on his side, Heewon was more shocked by the fact that Kwon was sleeping beside him than by the move.
“Ugh!”
Kwon woke at Heewon’s sharp shout. He frowned with his eyes closed.
“What?”
“Why are you sleeping here?”
He rubbed his face as if too bothered to answer. Soon he turned on his side and pulled Heewon into his arms. His slow hands patted his back gently.
“Just sleep. Aren’t you tired of asking one question after another?”
His low voice was soaked with fatigue. The patting gradually stopped, but Kwon still kept Heewon in his embrace.
“......”
Though he could easily slip away, Heewon stayed trapped in his strong arms. From the neck of Kwon, just touching Heewon’s nose, came a familiar scent. Contrary to his cold nature, it was a very warm skin scent.
He felt a pounding vibration like a drumbeat somewhere. The source was the chests pressed together. Was the rapid heartbeat Kwon’s, or his own?
With a sigh, Heewon squeezed his eyes shut.
It’s over. It must be his.
“In the afternoon, keep an hour free. There’s somewhere we have to go.”
“Yes, Executive Director.”
Without a word, Heewon adjusted his schedule. It was an ordinary order, so he did not suspect it was related to him.
The destination was a business hotel in Gwanghwamun. When told to get in, Heewon got in the backseat without any ulterior motives. Kwon handed him a thick-looking binder at once.
“Familiarize yourself with the contents while we go. Just read the highlighted parts.”
The time to the hotel was barely twenty minutes. Trying to suppress his growing unease, Heewon fiddled with the black binder cover. The stamped word “Confidential” clearly stated this was a serious matter.
Opening the cover slowly, Heewon bit his teeth tightly as soon as he checked the contents.
The documents were filled with Japanese text. Below, the same was translated into English. As Kwon said, several parts were highlighted in yellow. The more Heewon read the highlighted parts, the paler his complexion became. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
“What on earth... is this?”
“I told you. I’ll handle it.”
Kwon spoke casually. His voice made it sound trivial, but what he was doing was a scandal that could shake all of Japan.
The opponent was the head of a corporation. Not someone to be taken lightly, and picking a fight recklessly would only backfire.
But Kwon was no pushover either. In fact, no one was as persistent as him. He had solid evidence to make Chairman Takano submit.
“Executive Director, I don’t really understand what’s going on... Could you please explain?”
With a trembling voice, the man looking out the window briefly turned his gaze. Seeing Heewon’s grim face, he twisted his lips.
“Do you know the characteristic of people who commit sex crimes?
“......”
“They never do it just once.”
