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Looking up at him, Ahn Haeri’s eyes welled with tears as if he were truly scared. Seeing him act pitiful and cute all at once, Jeong Mok finally stopped his rampage.

“Sorry. Looks like I teased you too hard.”

“Hm.”

He loosened his expression and patted him gently. Haeri trembled, as if genuinely overwhelmed.

“But you know, hyung is holding back a lot. See this?”

Jeong Mok pointed at his c0ck, ready to burst since earlier. Haeri did not look that way, but he surely knew what he meant.

“So let’s keep the cute tricks to a minimum. You’re too cute even when you do nothing. Understand?”

Haeri’s soft crown of hair bobbed lightly up and down.

“You wash here. I’ll use the other bathroom.”

He planted a kiss on the head so lovely he could eat it up.

***

After Jeong Mok left, Haeri waited for a moment, then hurried to lock the bathroom door. Later, sitting in the tub, he wiped his tears. His hands and feet still shook.

Hyung was truly scary. How could he suck that with his mouth… no, he should have realized it back when he licked what got on his hand yesterday.

Between his tightly closed thighs, his cock still carried the vivid memory of that wet, hot tongue. Not just licking, he swallowed it like eating a sausage, then sucked it like a straw. A shiver of mixed thrill and gooseflesh rippled down his spine in delay.

“He’s a total pervert.”

He had just gotten excited playing with Gom-i. No, he had gotten very excited. That was why he completely forgot his original plan to have his injured foot washed and rebandaged. Then, while showing off his wheelchair skills learned from playing with Gom-i, he realized too late what he had done. He admitted he had gone a bit overboard, unable to contain his excitement. But it was too much to answer that way.

“I thought stuff like that only happened in porn videos. Who actually does that in real life.”

Just touching, rubbing, and maybe… if possible, penetration. That seemed like the normal, standard kind of relationship.

Who puts another man’s thing in their mouth, sucking it, even swallowing that dirty stuff! Ugh! From now on, no more mouth-to-mouth kissing.

To be honest, when Jeong Mok sucked his cock, it had felt so good his [stolen content]mind had gone hazy. Rubbing cocks yesterday felt good too. That was why he had come three times.

But the real problem was elsewhere. Even after such a perverted act, he still liked Jeong Mok. It was not that he secretly hated it and only pretended to like it because he did not want to lose him. He could swear on Gom-i that was not the case. It was simply that the sex acts had been too much for a beginner to handle.

Being with Jeong Mok made him strangely giddy, playful, even silly, doing childish things without shame. And he wanted to keep doing lewd things too.

‘At this point, it must mean I really like him. It has to be.’

Jeong Mok had said he liked him. That was why he had insisted it was dangerous, that they must not cross the line. He had asked if Haeri would have gone for an older man if he still had family or friends.

His personality was a little strange, but he was rich like a Middle Eastern prince, handsome, strong, gentle, and he liked Haeri. In a world where people joked they would lick a prince’s toes for a billion won, even five hundred million would be enough. With a hundred million per toe, they would be demanding a billion up front. Compared to that, being in this kind of relationship was surely better than licking toes.

‘My morals aren’t twisted, are they?’

What was more, Jeong Mok showed up to save him whenever he was in danger. It came from his stalker tendencies, but it’s the same.

‘I wish I had a friend.’

If he had one, he could have asked directly whether what he was feeling was the real thing.

The fact that Jeong Mok was a man did not bother him much. People said birds of a feather flock together. If he had a friend, they would likely say, “What’s gender got to do with it when you’re standing in front of a human lottery ticket? Go abroad and register the marriage right now!” They might even expect a cut, volunteering as wedding MC, accompanist, visit our site and singer all in one. If, before losing his memory, he had had a girlfriend, it would be even better if a friend could tell her, “Ahn Haeri died in an accident, so forget him,” with a straight face.

‘If he were that kind of scammer, he’d probably con me out of nonexistent debts. But was I really such a loser that I had no friends? With this face and this personality, I don’t think I would’ve been bullied. Unless it’s because I was an orphan. Maybe I had friends at the orphanage. Wait, that’s right!’

At that thought, a memory of a photo he had seen came to him. A picture taken in front of Grace Orphanage, in school uniform. Next to him had been a boy his age.

‘His name was Lee Sangjin.’

He had been so focused on Jeong Mok that he had forgotten completely. Even if not a best friend, being from the same orphanage and high school meant that if he reached through the alumni network, he might find someone who knew where and how he had lived.

“Since I remembered, maybe I should ask hyung to look into it.”

In dramas or movies, there were those all-purpose robot-like employees who worked under a chaebol chairman, the kind who could cross between legal and illegal with ease and get everything done overnight.

Jeong Mok, as vice chairman of Hyeonsan, had such people too. During the Kim Jeongwook incident, and now again with this Jang case, there were at least two people who quietly handled all the legal and financial problems on behalf of the involved party. One of them was a lawyer Haeri had met, the other was someone Jeong Mok referred to as “Chief Ahn” during a call. Aside from them, Haeri had met other employees, but they only dealt with company matters.

‘That pretty lawyer wouldn’t be it. It must be that Chief Ahn who feels like some kind of shadow secretary.’

It seemed worth asking Jeong Mok. After all, he had once gone around cafe districts with flyers, looking for Haeri lost family.

‘If he says it’s difficult, I’ll just have ​unauthorized copy​to coax him somehow. Honestly, my social circle is way too small. That’s why I get pushed around like this.’

Haeri took out the silicone cover from the bathroom cabinet and slipped it onto his injured foot. He had used it at the hospital. With this, he could actually wash himself just fine. Of course, Jeong Mok didn’t know such a thing existed.

‘If he refuses, I can still figure it out myself. I have a laptop and plenty of time.’

And he also decided he would start controlling the intensity of his provocations. Push and pull wasn’t his style, but there was no choice. At this rate, it wasn’t him who was going to devour Jeong Mok, but the other way around.

After washing, he dried off roughly and went straight to the dressing room. The room was about the size of a decent studio apartment, with three walls lined in racks, shelves, and drawers, leaving only the door wall bare. At the center stood a large glass showcase full of drawers.

Most of the storage was empty. Jeong Mok simply wasn’t interested in clothes. But there were plenty of luxury suits, shirts, and ties for work. Because the room was so spacious, they were arranged with the same spread-out neatness as a boutique.

Haeri casually opened the nearest drawer. It was empty. In the drawer beneath the suits, there were Jeong Mok’s underwear and socks.

“Huh? Where are my clothes?”

He looked around. But he had no idea where they were kept. It made sense. Ever since coming here, he had never once gone to get his own clothes. Jeong Mok had always brought them, and he was the one who cleared away whatever Haeri had taken off after a shower.

“This is too pathetic.”

Not being able to find your own clothes was a problem. [visit our site]He wasn’t some middle-aged man in his fifties who would starve without someone cooking for him.

“They must be somewhere.”

He opened drawers one by one.

“What are you looking for?”

“Ahh!”

He shouted in shock and dropped to the floor.

Jeong Mok had just finished showering in the other bathroom. A thin towel lay over his wet hair, and a thick hotel towel was wrapped around his waist.

“Why’d you come in he…ah.”

Of course. He came to dress after showering.

Sure enough, Jeong Mok opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of black briefs. Then, right in front of Haeri, he casually undid the towel at his waist.

“Waaah!”

Haeri scrambled to hide behind the central showcase. At this rate, round two would happen right there in the dressing room. No, not happen, he would be the one taken! Instinctively, he snapped his legs tight together.

With his towering build that seemed tall enough to touch the ceiling, if Jeong Mok wanted to, he could flip the showcase over in an instant.

Surely he wouldn’t actually do it. It hadn’t been that long. Peeking his eyes out from behind the corner, Haeri looked.

Dark eyes were staring straight at him. He shrank back even though he had done nothing wrong. He gripped the showcase edge like it was his lifeline. Then the corner of Jeong Mok’s mouth tugged upward.

He shook out the briefs he had taken and bent at the waist. Moving his large feet and steel-strong ankles, he slid them on slowly, like someone caught in slow motion. He deliberately flaunted his calves as he slowly pulled the briefs upward, like a femme fatale heroine in a seduction scene.

He’s doing this on purpose. He’s really insane.’

If Haeri hadn’t known what Jeong Mok was usually like, he would’ve thought he was completely deranged.

‘No, that’s not it. He’s a split-personality stalker, so normal isn’t the right word anyway.’

Even while doubting Jeong Mok’s sanity, Haeri’s eyes still followed the black silk moving suggestively. Past Jeong Mok’s knees, between thighs thick as a footballer’s, he almost saw his scrotum but the showcase corner blocked the view. Haeri craned his head further.

In that moment, Jeong Mok suddenly slipped the briefs visit our site fully on. Then he pulled off the towel from his head and looked straight at him.

“Pervert.”

“…What?”

Haeri’s mind went blank.

“Wait, who’s calling who a pervert right now?”

“You’re peeking at someone else getting dressed. What else would you call it?”

Haeri felt it was unfair. He jumped up and pointed at Jeong Mok.

“At least I don’t suck another guy’s c0ck!”