PA 38

Yejun stood in front of Yeongsik’s office on the top floor of the building and hesitated for a long time. Recalling the members’ excited faces from a little while ago at the news of a concert, Yejun knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

At the quiet voice that drifted out, Yejun carefully opened the door and went inside.

“You’re here?”

“Yes.”

Yejun did not make eye contact with Yeongsik. Yeongsik stood up from his desk, pointed to the sofa, and continued.

“Sit down first.”

“No. I’ll just stand and listen.”

“Yejun, are you protesting right now?”

“…No.”

Yejun couldn’t rashly voice his complaints to Yeongsik.

What if the CEO tells the members everything….

All the members of Serious cared for each other more than one might think. Yejun was not only deeply ashamed of the fact that he was selling his body to another man, but more than anything, he didn’t want to see them get upset or blame themselves.

No, they might treat me like a dirty animal.

An image of the members pointing their fingers at him formed in Yejun’s mind. Yejun was gripped by the terrifying thought that he might lose his family-like colleagues. Yeongsik skillfully exploited the affection the Serious members had for one another.

“Look at this.”

Yeongsik tossed a pile of documents onto the coffee table as he spoke. Yejun picked them up and scanned through them.

[Lee Yejun, the Serious member who receives immense support from the wives of the upper class.]

[Lee Yejun, how did he entice the wives of the upper class?]

[The reason Serious suddenly became popular: a sponsor.]

Yejun’s hands, holding the documents plastered with provocative headlines, trembled slightly. Yeongsik, with his hands clasped, watched Yejun quietly before slowly speaking.

“It was hard stopping these.”

“Ah…”

“Chairman Cha Sanghyeon’s help was significant.”

“…Yes.”

Serious had only just begun to gain popularity. This kind of gossip was enough to stimulate the public’s primal curiosity, and it would be a fatal blow to a rookie idol group whose fanbase was not yet solid.

“Have you heard from Chairman Cha lately?”

“No.”

Come to think of it, even though it had been a month since his mother’s funeral, Sanghyeon had not summoned Yejun. It seemed Yeongsik was anxious that Sanghyeon’s interest in Yejun had completely cooled.

“If Chairman Cha’s sponsorship is cut off, let alone our third album promotions, it will be difficult to even hold our concert.”

“Didn’t our income increase with this second album promotion? With that money…”

“What about the money that went into you guys from when you were trainees until now? All this time, I’ve been taking on debt to debut and promote you. After paying that back, there’s really nothing left. We’re in a situation where we have to start again from ground zero, so we still need Chairman Cha’s help.”

“CEO.”

“Yejun, you need to wrap Chairman Cha around your finger, no matter what.”

“………”

At Yeongsik’s continuing words, Yejun hung his head low.

“Yejun.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you… have the confidence to seduce Chairman Cha?”

“No…”

Yejun thought of Junhyuk and bit his lip. In this situation, there was only one thing Yejun could do. Give up on both Junhyuk and Sanghyeon. At that moment, Yejun’s eyes welled up with moisture.

“Whew…”

Yeongsik let out a long sigh and fell silent for a moment. Then he shot up from his seat, put on his jacket, and spoke to Yejun.

“You, you’re coming with me somewhere today.”

“Wh-Where?”

Yejun even stuttered as he asked Yeongsik, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

“You said you don’t like Chairman Cha, right? Then you have to catch someone else.”

“CEO!”

Yejun’s face was colored with despair. But Yeongsik, on the contrary, pressed him.

“You, get your head on straight. When there are people looking for you, you have to take full advantage of it. Just like the public’s popularity cools quickly, so does the interest of sponsors. How long do you think rich people will keep seeking you out?”

“CEO, I want to be recognized for my abilities.”

“So you’re going to act all high and mighty by yourself until the end, is that it?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Should I tell the members the real reason Serious became popular?”

“CEO!”

His face turning pale, Yejun clung to Yeongsik, who had picked up his phone to call the members, as if pleading. Yeongsik let out a scoffing laugh at Yejun’s desperate appearance.

“See, I’m right, aren’t I? Do you really think the kids will see you as clean? You’d be lucky if they don’t avoid you for being dirty.”

“CEO, please don’t tell the hyungs. Please…”

Seeing Yejun desperately trying to hide it from the members, Yeongsik smiled with satisfaction.

“Yejun… If you want to hide it from the kids, you have to listen to me carefully. If they find out you’ve been letting guys have you from behind, how do you think they’ll see you? They might not even treat you like a human, thinking you’re disgusting.”

Yejun couldn’t refute Yeongsik’s words at all. If they found out he had sold his body to a man, they might turn their backs on him. He couldn’t lose his family-like colleagues. Yejun slowly rose from his seat and said.

“I understand. I’ll go.”

☂︎

Sanghyeon sensed desperation in Junhyuk’s eyes. Annoyed for a moment, Sanghyeon irritably loosened the necktie that was choking him and threw open the window leading to the balcony. Whether it was because of the cool wind, his inexplicable anger slowly subsided.

Have I ever had someone I wanted so desperately?

Sanghyeon suddenly became curious. He retraced his past memories one by one, but there had never been anyone he wanted so ardently. In truth, Sanghyeon did not trust people. He believed that was how he had been able to climb to his current position.

Not a one-night amusement? Don’t tell me he plans to spend his entire life with Lee Yejun.

Sanghyeon was quite shocked by Junhyuk’s blind devotion to Yejun. Letting out a disbelieving, hollow laugh, Sanghyeon went out onto the balcony and began to cool his boiling temper. Once he had calmed down a little, Sanghyeon picked up his phone and called somewhere.

— Yes, Chairman.

“Send the kids in.”

— Understood.

Not long after, Section Chief Choi knocked on Sanghyeon’s door.

“Come in.”

Section Chief Choi entered the room, bringing with him some pretty men in their early twenties who still had a boyish air about them. Sanghyeon stared at them blankly with a casual expression.

“I received word that Mr. Lee Yejun appeared at the Hangang Hotel VIP lounge.”

“With whom?”

“He was said to be with CEO Song Yeongsik.”

Sanghyeon tried his best to ignore the churning feeling in his stomach and continued.

“So he’s looking for another sponsor besides me.”

“It would seem so. President Jo Kanghyun, known as the real estate tycoon, and Park Daepil, the CEO of a third-tier savings bank, are said to be there now.”

“…”

“Should I send someone to bring Mr. Lee Yejun here?”

“No.”

Sanghyeon did not want to confront his twisted feelings for Yejun. Deciding it was better not to know what those feelings were, Sanghyeon chose to ignore Yejun completely.

“Get out.”

Section Chief Choi left the two men he had brought behind and exited the bedroom. The two men, as if accustomed to this situation, took off all their clothes, and clasped their hands in front of Sanghyeon, who was sitting on the sofa, before demurely kneeling. Sanghyeon’s sticky gaze swept over their slender bodies.

“You.”

“Yes.”

“Crawl over here.”

The man who was singled out of the two calmly obeyed. He crawled like a dog and knelt between Sanghyeon’s legs. Then he opened the zipper and took out Sanghyeon’s cock.

…This isn’t it.

The man skillfully licked the head with his tongue, and at the same time, he gripped the shaft of the cock firmly with both hands and kneaded it sensuously. The other man, with his own private parts fully exposed, began to masturbate, repeatedly inserting and removing a vibrator from his hole.

Sanghyeon leaned back comfortably against the sofa backrest and closed his eyes. At that moment, Yejun’s naked body appeared in Sanghyeon’s mind, and his cock swelled enormously. However, when he imagined Yejun being taken by those good-for-nothing bastards, his mood seemed to crash to the floor.

“Fuck…”

He spat out a curse in a barely audible voice. Then, he pushed away the man who was kneeling between his legs and diligently sucking his cock, and spoke in a low, growling voice.

“All of you, get out.”

“I… I’ll try harder.”

“I said get out!”

Sanghyeon suddenly yelled loudly, and Section Chief Choi, who was waiting outside, rushed into the bedroom.

“Get these kids out of here.”

“Yes, ah, understood.”

Section Chief Choi, reading the mood of Sanghyeon who had never once raised his voice during sex, took the two men and left. Sanghyeon, looking annoyed, gulped down cold water and then picked up his phone again.

— Yes.

Junhyuk’s heavy, sunken voice came through the receiver.

☂︎

The two men sitting arrogantly in front of Yeongsik looked very rough at a single glance. President Jo, who had thick gold chains dangling around his neck, scanned Yejun with a very satisfied expression.

“I brought him to express my gratitude for your investment last time… Are you pleased?”

“CEO Song.”