RB 48

The door banged open, and two people rushed in. Ahn Jaehwan went straight to Eunho and helped him up, while Seo Taehwa stood with both hands on his waist, looking around the messy scene in dismay.

“Eunho-ssi it’s fine, try to breathe.”

“Huuuh, uh.”

“If you feel like vomiting, then vomit. Do you want me to pat your back?”

Ahn Jaehwan tried to help in any way, but Eunho only shook his head weakly. His pale face made him look even more pitiful than usual.

Seo Taehwa was speaking seriously with the man. Half out of his mind, Eunho could not catch a single word of their conversation.

“……”

When he lifted his head, he saw Yeorok outside the open door. With one hand in his pocket, leaning against the wall, he stared at Eunho with cold reproach. From the instant their eyes met, Eunho’s chest tightened like it was being crushed, and he could not take even one breath.

‘What do I do… what should I do?’

Even though Yeorok had not said a single word of blame, Eunho’s mind went white with shock. His hands, braced on the floor, trembled as the thought that he had ruined everything ran through him.

Meanwhile, Seo Taehwa cleaned up the liquor bottles and glasses, straightened the table, and told the man to wait for a while, then carefully stepped outside.

Seo Taehwa was just as wary of Yeorok, who had been watching everything from outside. Everyone present could feel how tense his nerves were.

“…Should we stop for today? Maybe calm him down first and try again tomorrow.”

“What’s going to change tomorrow?”

Yeorok retorted with piercing eyes.

“There’s a limit to leniency. We don’t exactly have the luxury of time, do we?”

“…That’s true, but…”

“You think we can ever teach him to suck cock if he’s shaking just from a kiss? What’s the use if he only looks like Yoonho on the outside? We can’t use him like this.”

Yeorok spat out a biting critique.

The day they had to send Eunho out into the world disguised as Choi Yoonho was drawing closer, yet here they were, blocked by obstacles. His aides let sympathy and pity cloud their judgment.

If they were careless, the whole plan would collapse. So he had no choice but to take the role of the villain.

Just then, Ahn Jaehwan opened the door and caught Yeorok’s words. He had just managed to calm Eunho and was stepping out. He frowned and demanded,

“You really don’t have even a shred of consideration for Eunho-ssi, do you?”

Yeorok laughed.

“Consideration? I already think I’ve given plenty.”

“What exactly have you done? Feeding him, clothing him, letting him sleep under a roof? Fuck, that’s how you treat a pet, not a person.”

Ahn Jaehwan’s voice rose. He had always known Yeorok was indifferent, but sometimes he went beyond the bounds of reason. Already feeling disillusioned, Ahn Jaehwan was furious.

“As his doctor, I’m telling you we can’t continue today.”

“Give advice if you want, but don’t cross the line.”

Yeorok cut him off. It meant he would tolerate defiance no further. Ahn Jaehwan forced himself to calm down but still insisted on his point.

“I’m saying it’s too early. He needs to be able to control his trauma, but Eunho-ssi is nowhere near that, as you just saw. There’s no harm in talking with him properly first and starting again later. If you push like this, the only outcome is breaking him.”

“Your advice is too long.”

Yeorok turned his eyes to Seo Taehwa. When their eyes met, Seo Taehwa swallowed.

“Even one-on-one doesn’t seem to work. At this point, isn’t it better to follow the original plan?”

“I prepared for it just in case…”

The original plan was to throw him in with multiple partners. Since Choi Yoonho was addicted to orgies, they meant to recreate a similar environment for Eunho’s training.

The one-on-one, polite contact without force… had been consideration for Eunho. But judging from the situation, it seemed such leniency would not work.

“Send them in.”

The short order froze the corridor. No one present would oppose or protest Yeorok. Since he had made the decision, all they could do was obey.

“Fine, do it your way.”

Ahn Jaehwan let out a sigh laced with irritation and roughly ruffled his hair.

“I warned you. Eunho-ssi could break from this.”

Yeorok only looked at him with calm eyes. His expression showed no wavering, no thought of changing his decision.

“Reset everything within twenty minutes. Secretary Hong, cancel the rest of the schedule.”

Once the order was given, everyone around them moved busily.

Yeorok leaned against the wall and stared only at the closed door. Ahn Jaehwan’s glare at his side was piercing, but Yeorok did not show the slightest sign of caring.

His head was filled only with thoughts of Sim Eunho. A way to control him without breaking him. He sank into deep thought to find it.‎

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Several well-dressed men entered the room.

The man who had been with Eunho already knew what was about to happen, because Seo Taehwa had warned him beforehand.

Eunho alone was struck with panic. As they surrounded him, he sank into despair. Even without explanation, he understood what the situation was.

To make matters worse, another man entered. The moment Eunho saw him, he gasped for breath.

Choi Yeorok shut the door and walked in casually. The men who recognized him bowed awkwardly. But the one receiving their greetings acted indifferent and did not even look at them as he walked past.

Yeorok pulled up a light wooden chair and sat down by the window. The spot was quite far from the sofa where the men had gathered, but since the view was clear, it was no different from sitting face-to-face.

He leaned comfortably against the backrest and crossed his legs. The eyes turned toward him were mixed. Among them, Sim Eunho’s face looked almost breathless.

“At this rate, will we be able to finish today?”

At the low voice, Eunho’s eyes widened but he didn’t answer. He couldn’t even swallow and just stared at Choi Yeorok. His trembling pupils were filled with fear.

“Well, I don’t mind if we stay up all night.”

“……”

“Don’t mind me, just continue what you were doing.”

The men began to move hesitantly. Since they had not decided in advance whether to go at him together or one by one, they exchanged nervous glances in the silence.

There were only two conditions from the client: no coercion and not a single injury to the subject. It was not a difficult demand, but the fact that the client himself was watching made it all the more burdensome.

While they were dragging their feet.

“Party B obeys all of Party A’s instructions during the contract period and faithfully fulfills the contract terms.”

Yeorok muttered in a flat tone. The emotionless warning made the listeners tense.

“Ah, yes!”

One man answered quickly, assuming the words were meant for him.

“……”

But Eunho knew clearly who those words were for. Ever since Yeorok had entered the room, his eyes had been fixed on him alone.

Trapped in an inescapable snare, he could neither flee nor resist. Under that persistent gaze, he didn’t dare to show dislike or hardship.

Eunho closed his eyes and opened them again. His vision was clouded and spinning, making it hard to think straight. There was no way out anymore.

His heart still beat erratically after the earlier panic. He had taken the sedative from Ahn Jaehwan, but the effect was faint.

While he trembled alone, someone cupped the back of his neck. It was the man who had been alone with him earlier. Maybe because they had spent some time together, he was the first to step in and start.

The man stroked Eunho’s nape gently, as if to calm him. When his body did not loosen, he leaned in and whispered against Eunho’s ear.

“If this keeps up, all of us will be in trouble.”

With those words, he pressed his lips to Eunho’s nape.

The light contact gave the others their chance, and many hands ran over Eunho’s body. As agreed, their touches were gentle and tender, but Eunho shivered like a quaking tree.

Someone rubbed his lips with their fingers, while another hand slipped inside his clothes to knead his shoulder. In the silence, the sounds of sucking and teeth clicking together mixed. It was not sensual at all, only dissonant noise.

“Hhhk, huuuh, hhup.”

The short gasps came from Eunho, but they sounded less like excitement and more like someone suffocating from fear. His state was so pitiful that the men tried all the harder to calm him.

The man who was touching him the most actively stole a glance toward their client across from them.

Yeorok sat as relaxed as before, his chin resting on his hand. His eyes gave nothing away. It was impossible to know if he was displeased or dissatisfied, but one thing was certain: this situation was not to his liking.