Ja-kyung, who was smoking a cigarette, cursed as he looked at the error message on the laptop. The glasses were damaged after falling into the water, and the camera was rendered useless. All of the files were also gone.
“I bought it at a high price…”
He threw his laptop and glasses to one side and stood up. He walked over to the window and looked out. The rain soon stopped, and the swimming pool where Kang Il-hyun and he had been sitting a while ago was empty. Perhaps the staff cleaned it up, and the drinks and snacks had disappeared.
He remembered Choi Ki-tae’s father’s face as he finished smoking. It was exactly the same man in his memory. Given that he ate and lived well, it didn’t appear that he was being punished for doing something bad.
With a small sigh, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled business card. He had previously obtained it from Choi Ki-tae, but Kang Il-hyun threw it on the floor, and he picked it up the next day and kept it. There was no name on the business card, only contact information. He grabbed his phone and sent a message after some thought.
[Hello. This is Zhang Yi An. Are you busy?]
He leaned on the window sill and looked out while waiting for a response. Ja-kyung noticed a car approaching in the distance. He was curious as to who would come at this time. The car came to a halt in front of the gate. He wondered who it was, but it was difficult to tell from Ja-kyung’s position. He had simply decided to go outside.
As he went down the stairs, a woman he had seen for the first time at the front door walked in. She was dressed nicely, her hair was pulled back, and she was a stunning beauty. Her body was also nicely curved, so he would have looked back if he had seen her on the road.
Park Tae-soo led her inside from the living room. Looking at it, she seemed to be entering Kang Il-hyun’s room. When the house chef approached him from the kitchen, he was taken aback and turned away.
“What are you looking at like that?”
“Ah… No. A stranger appeared at the house…”
“She is the Director’s teacher.”
“A teacher?”
“He is learning Spanish these days.”
Ah, that’s right. If it was Spanish, Ja-kyung knew to a certain extent. Wang Han praised him for his exceptional skill to learn a language.
“The teacher is very beautiful.”
“The boss likes beautiful things. Whether it’s a person or an object.”
Ja-kyung laughed awkwardly. There was no one in the world who does not like beautiful things. However, Ja-kyung’s beauty was linked to money. The standard also changed depending on whether or not it was money. It was something that people openly mocked because it was snobbish, but it didn’t matter.
“I will go up. Please take a rest.”
Ja-kyung walked to the second floor after greeting the house chef. He heard laughter from Kang Il-hyun’s room as he climbed three or four stairs.
[I hope someone comforts me.]
The phone in his pocket rings halfway down the stairs. So far, only three people knew this number. Kang Seok-joo, Kang Il-hyun, and Choi Ki-Tae, to whom he had sent the message 30 minutes earlier.
Choi Ki-tae’s phone number appeared on the screen He hurriedly climbed the stairs to the second floor. He pressed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear.
“This is Zhang Yi An.”
[Wow, it’s real.]
His voice was so bright that he didn’t look like he just had his brother’s funeral today.
[What’s going on? You contacted me out of the blue..]
“Just… I think I didn’t even say hello properly before.”
[I didn’t know you would contact me, but it feels good. Were you trying to comfort me?]
He asked with a strange nuance. Why were so many people talking about consolation today? Ja-kyung shifted his gaze back and forth. For the time being, a close approach to Choi Ki-tae is required. He entered the bedroom, shut the door, and spoke softly.
“It’s nothing else… Is what you said then still valid?”
[What?]
“You said you would give it to me cheap.”
[Drugs? Or… Something else?]
Ja-kyung immediately answered the blatant question.
“Let’s meet about that… I want to talk.”
[Haha. You surprised me many times today]
“But, keep it a secret from Seok-joo or other people. I’ll be in trouble if it gets known to the house…”
He replied that he would. He asked to meet soon and ended the call without telling Choi Ki-tae the exact location and time. Ja-kyung rubbed his cheek with a tired face. Choi Ki-tae’s voice coming from the receiver was very favorable.
Ja-kyung sat on the bed and looked out the window. The dark clouds had lifted, and the moon was visible through the window. It was a beautiful landscape. He tried to sleep but couldn’t because his mind was still awake. After some tossing and turning, he heard the sound of a car outside. Kang Il-hyun’s Spanish teacher seemed to be returning home.
***
He couldn’t even sleep properly, but he woke up earlier than he expected. Ja-kyung pondered about what to do and went out to the lawn to exercise. He wanted to go outside and play, but it was too early, and the guard stopped him because he couldn’t go alone.
The dog that had previously attacked Ja-kyung went for a morning walk with the guard. He was worried about another attack, but the dog unexpectedly acted calmly.
When Ja-kyung returned home, he took a shower and changed into comfortable clothes. He replaced his broken black glasses with round silver-rimmed glasses. The shape was much better than the black one, and it suited Ja-kyung well. He went downstairs and greeted the staff members he met.
He became quite accustomed to living here after about ten days. Bread and salad were already on the table when he arrived. Kang Il-hyun approaches as the house chef hands him the juice he made himself. There was coffee in front of Ja-kyung for him to drink.
In contrast to Ja-kyung, who sleeps a lot in the morning, Il-hyun got up early to exercise and eat Korean food. And Ja-kyung woke late, came out at lunch time, and drank coffee.
[Good morning.]
After greeting in Spanish, he pulled out a chair across Ja-kyung and sat down. Ja-kyung nodded and greeted him.
“Yeah, it was fun. She didn’t ignore me like anyone else.”
Even though Ja-kyung was aware that Il-hyun was referring to him, he ignored him and concentrated on his meal. Kang Il-hyun spoke in Spanish after eating bread and drinking juice from the house chef.
[Yi An. Can I spread your ass and put my dick in today?]
Ja-kyung spits back the juice in his mouth into the cup. Ja-kyung frowned at Kang Il-hyun, who was smiling. Ja-kyung’s eyes sharpened.
[I feel like I’m going to die if you look at me like that]
Without understanding what Il-hyun was saying, the house chef smiled and joined in.
“Oh, my Gosh. You’ve improved a lot. What does that mean?”
“Listen through Yi An directly.”
Ja-kyung wiped the juice from his lips with a napkin.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know Spanish…”
After Ja-kyung finished speaking, Il-hyun continued to speak Spanish line by line, as if he were waiting for the conversation to end, but it was all nonsense. I’d be very happy if you sucked my dick, I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you, your ass is so cute I want to bite it.
Ja-kyung hand holding the fork grew stronger and stronger. I want to kill. I really want to kill him. I desperately want to kill him. The house chef praised Il-hyun for being gifted with learning language from a young age, unaware that Ja-kyung’s stomach was boiling.
Indeed, it was clear that he was a natural talent, given that just his talking irritated Ja-kyung. Ja-kyung eventually put down his fork and stood up.
“I’m full, so…”
“Don’t do that, sit down. I won’t see you for a few days.”
Ja-kyung quickly turned his head at the sudden words.
“Where… are you going?”
“Business trip. It will take about four days.”
God. It was unbelievable, but thank you. Ja-kyung tried not to show it, but he couldn’t hide the brightness on his face and his twitching cheeks. Kang Il-hyun’s eyes gradually changed like a sharp knife.
“Do you like it?”
“No…”
“You like it.”
“No… never…”
“You seem to like it.”
“…”
Il-hyun kept going until he hear what he wanted. He eventually shut his mouth and stopped asking questions. He asked Ja-kyung to go to his room after he finished his coffee. Ja-kyung hesitated. Ja-kyung had found what he was looking for, so there was no reason for him to go to his room anymore.
“I have something to give you. Follow me.”
Il-hyun walked without waiting to hear Ja-kyung’s answer. In the end, Ja-kyung reluctantly followed him to the bedroom. He intended to wait in the living room until Il-hyun came back, but he needed to go inside. He was anxious because the words he said in Spanish a while ago were still floating around in his head.
“What are you doing not entering?”
Ja-kyung walked into the room. He heard a familiar sound as soon as he walked through the door. Ja-kyung’s eyes widened as he stopped. He felt a cold sensation at his temples. Only his eyes moved to look at Kang Il-hyun, despite his hardened face.
Kang Il-hyun was smiling softly while pointing a gun at him.
“Wha, what are you doing?”
Kang Il-hyun immediately lowered the gun and handed it to Ja-kyung.
“Gift.”
Ja-kyung let out a sigh of relief that he had been holding in. For a brief moment, he thought he had been caught.
“You said you never used a gun before? It won’t be difficult. After lunch, Tae-soo will teach you.”
“Why are you giving this to me?”
“You don’t know for sure what would happen, so carry one with you. Don’t go out by yourself like you did yesterday.”
“You don’t have to give it to me…”
“It’s because I’m worried. If something happens to you, I will be in trouble.”
Ja-kyung lowered his gaze to the gun in his hand. The 22 caliber pistol was brand new and showed no signs of use. Because there was little recoil, it was easy to use even for beginners. There were also letters engraved on the handle. An. The eyes that were looking at it trembled slightly. How should I deal with this?
“Thank you…”
“If you’re thankful, kiss me.”
Ja-kyung raised his head and looked him in the eyes. He thought it was a joke, but Il-hyun grabbed his arm and took the gun in an instant, throwing it on the sofa. Il-hyun snatched his wrists and pushed him onto the bed.
Their lips overlap without further questioning. Ja-kyung yanked out his hand and grabbed Il-hyun’s shoulder.
“Wait, wait a minute. I didn’t come here for this…”
“I called you for this.”
Il-hyun smiled as he rolled up Ja-kyung’s shirt and bit his chest. Ja-kyung, who instantly knew he was in trouble, grabbed Il-hyun’s shoulder and tried to push him away. On the contrary, the sound of breathing becomes harsher as he was stimulated. Ja-kyung almost screamed when Il-hyun bit his nipples.