“Hello, I’m Lee Yun-cheol, the room manager. I’ll be in charge of training Baek Soo-hyun for the next week.”

The man stood about shoulder height to Soo-hyun with a 2:8 side-parted hairstyle. He looked strict, in his mid-40s, and was literally Soo-hyun’s senior. After introducing himself, the man explained in great detail what Soo-hyun would be doing. Soo-hyun felt slightly shocked to learn that it wasn’t just about sweeping and wiping as he’d thought.

“Usually, cleaning proceeds in the order of making the bed, cleaning the room, the floor, the bathroom, and then organizing bathroom supplies. But since this is where the owner stays, there are many things you need to pay special attention to. Especially the dressing room. Since there are many expensive items in the dressing room, you need to be extra careful. When cleaning is finished, you must always place everything back in its exact position without any disorder. The shirts, pants, and underwear that the owner frequently uses should be arranged at the front.”

Soo-hyun thought to himself: So now he has to know Yang Ho-beom’s underwear preferences too. The man’s explanation seemed endless. Then suddenly he stopped talking and looked at Soo-hyun intently. Wondering why, Soo-hyun was caught off guard when the man asked an unrelated question.

“Why is your face…”

Ah, Soo-hyun awkwardly rubbed his swollen face. When he didn’t answer, the manager asked another question.

“Are you perhaps related to the owner?”

Soo-hyun shook his head. No, he’s not.

“That’s strange. We don’t usually send new employees up here. Only those with long experience or those who are trustworthy come here…”

“…”

“Not that I’m saying you’re untrustworthy, Mr. Baek. Don’t misunderstand. Since the owner brought you himself, you must be quite talented, right?”

Talented, my as$. He’s a hostage, a hostage. When Soo-hyun showed an indifferent expression, the man continued to explain several precautions. To make matters worse, as soon as he finished talking, he handed over a booklet containing cleaning manuals. As Soo-hyun flipped through it quickly, he noticed the name Lee Yun-cheol written on the back. Wondering if he made it himself, Soo-hyun looked up, and the man answered with a proud expression.

“I made it. Our owner was very satisfied with it.”

“I see…”

“If you have any questions, feel free to ask anytime.”

“Um… Will I be cleaning alone? What about the other staff?”

“Originally, four people would come in to do it, but since this is the owner’s direct instruction, you’ll have to do it alone for the time being.”

Haha, Soo-hyun laughed with his mouth open in disbelief. Looking again, it was an enormous space. How is he supposed to sweep and clean all this by himself every day? Is that bastard Yang Ho-beom trying to work him to death? Then suddenly, he became curious. The previous worker was supposedly shot, and since then, no one had worked here. That seemed like one of Yang Ho-beom’s lies.

“By the way… about the previous employee who quit…”

The manager made a regretful expression.

“So you’ve heard. Shot, yes.”

“…”

“Bang, right in the head. Unfortunately, died instantly right where you’re standing now.”

“…”

“It’s highly confidential, so you shouldn’t mention it elsewhere.”

Then the manager looked carefully at the floor near Soo-hyun’s feet and crouched down to check something. He quickly opened his notebook and took out the pen tucked in his chest to write something down. “PH blood stain faintly remains.” Soo-hyun looked down at his feet. There really was a faint stain.

It’s unbelievable. So it’s possible to get shot and die in the middle of Seoul.

“Any other questions?”

The manager stood up and asked Soo-hyun.

“Has the shooter been caught yet?”

“Not yet.”

Soo-hyun’s face darkened. So they could shoot again? But the manager reassured him somewhat by saying that all the glass had been replaced with bulletproof material. So he asked about something else.

“Is there a separate dormitory for employees here?”

“Of course there is. It’s not exactly a dormitory, but you can share a room with me.”

“Ah… with you, Manager?”

“Are you pleased?”

Soo-hyun forced a smile. Yes, he’s pleased. The manager, satisfied with Soo-hyun’s response, went on to share more information than Soo-hyun wanted to know. He said that most employees commute, but rooms are provided for those who need to stay overnight. He added that these people are essential to the hotel. Interpreting this, he meant that he himself was essential.

“Most people staying there are from the security team.”

“Security team?”

“There’s a casino in the basement. There have been some unpleasant incidents in the past, so…”

The man who had been speaking casually suddenly caught himself. “Oops.” Soo-hyun’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. What unpleasant incidents? he asked, but the man wouldn’t easily tell him. Still, he learned an unexpected fact. A casino… He had visited a few times when he went to Gangwon-do.

Why not let him work there instead? It would be better than this, watching the guests.

“Anything else you want to know? Feel free to ask.”

“What were those unpleasant incidents from before?”

When Soo-hyun persistently asked, the manager made a gesture of zipping his lips. Soo-hyun gave up trying to find out more. After the training ended, the manager went downstairs, and Soo-hyun, left alone, headed first to Yang Ho-beom’s bedroom. Unlike the messy living room, the bed looked immaculately clean, appearing never used. Going to the window, he could see the entire Seoul cityscape at a glance.

“Standing here like this, I feel like a successful rich person.”

Though in reality, he’s just a cleaner. While looking around the bedroom, Soo-hyun sprawled out on the bed. It felt so soft. Chairman Yang’s hanok was nice, but this place was incomparably better. As he shifted his body, the bed springs moved. The feel of the sheets amazed him too.

Soo-hyun closed his eyes. When was the last time he rolled around in a hotel like this? Though the name is fuzzy, he seems to remember the s*x. The face was decent enough, and the body was nice too. They had s*x in the car, then moved to a hotel and did it again. Later, he had trouble getting rid of them when they begged to keep seeing him.

Soo-hyun unbuckled his pants. His lower body gradually heated up. He put his hand inside his underwear and slowly rubbed his shaft. Having recently resorted to just using his hand because even casual encounters felt bothersome, he’d reached the point where he could do it without p*rn videos.

“Haah.”

His body grew hotter. In his mind, he imagined a partner. A firm body. Pretty lips. Clean skin. A moderately angular jaw. A big c*ck. He bit his lower lip. His mind felt eager, but with his hand trapped inside his pants, it wasn’t easy to move.

Soo-hyun pulled down his pants and underwear to his thighs and took out his c*ck. Much better. He spread his legs on either side, raised his hips, and quickly stroked his c*ck. With his eyes closed, the man in his imagination moved his hips roughly.

Soo-hyun tilted his head back, nearly breathless.

His hand moved faster and faster up and down. Then at some point, his lower abdomen tightened.

“Ah!”

As he raised his b*ttocks and tensed his thighs, s*men spurted out, wetting his hand and stomach. After savoring the afterglow for a moment, he relaxed his body. The feel of the sheets against his back wasn’t bad. Breathing heavily, he looked out the window where even the clouds appeared blue.

F*ck, doing it in a place like this, it does feel good.

***

“Ha, f*ck.”

Ho-beom wore an incredulous expression as he watched the video on his laptop. Curious about how hard Baek Soo-hyun might be cleaning by now, he had turned on the CCTV screen, only to find him not cleaning but sprawled on someone else’s bed putting on a m*sturbation show without permission.

And it didn’t end with just one org*sm. After his first ej*culation, he lay face down on the bed and rubbed his d*ck against the sheets, making a fuss. He’d brought him along to comply with the old man’s scheme, but seeing how he behaved…

As Ho-beom watched the screen, Director Yoon, who stood nearby, approached.

“Sir, what’s wrong?”

He was thirty years older than Ho-beom but served as a loyal subordinate, and his meticulous work made him one of the people Ho-beom trusted and relied on. Ho-beom abruptly closed the screen.

“Nothing.”

Director Yoon didn’t ask further. Instead, he brought over a tablet with something he had just received and showed it to Ho-beom. Among men in black suits, there was a man wearing sunglasses. Director Yoon zoomed in on the photo. Looking closely, a scar at the corner of his lips became visible.

“Do you remember him?”

Of course. He was the one who cut that lip.

“It’s Kim Tae-shin.”

“He’s the one who sent Baek Soo-hyun to the villa that day. Given that he knew about the ledger, it seems he’s figured things out to some extent.”

Ho-beom unwrapped a piece of gum from his desk, put it in his mouth, and glared at the man on the screen. Two years ago, when Ho-beom had just acquired the hotel and was starting out, Kim Tae-shin’s gang had tried to push in once. Originally, the hotel was supposed to go to Kim Tae-shin, but Ho-beom intercepted it, so from Kim Tae-shin’s perspective, it was understandable to be angry. If someone sprinkled ashes in his rice bowl, he’d be pissed off and go after them too.

That’s when Ho-beom first learned about Kim Tae-shin. With his handsome features and slightly small mouth, Ho-beom even gave him a gift as a memento. Of course, the guy didn’t appreciate it.

“If I had known he’d cause this much trouble, I should have just killed him then.”

Instead of answering, Director Yoon wore a faint smile on his lips. Ho-beom pointed at Kim Tae-shin on the screen with an annoyed expression.

“How much do you think this bastard knows?”

“I’m not sure. What’s clear is that he’s not alone. The bomb that went off at the villa was Russian-made, and according to our informant, he was seen meeting with Kim Do-cheol recently.”

Ho-beom’s eyes narrowed. Kim Tae-shin might be just a pawn since Ho-beom had outmaneuvered him once. But when Kim Do-cheol enters the picture, it’s a different story. That man might have started as a gangster, but now he was essentially a businessman. He had connections in political and financial circles, and persistent rumors suggested he aligned with Assemblyman Kim Hyun-sik, who was running in the upcoming presidential election.

And who was Kim Hyun-sik? None other than the father-in-law of Prosecutor Seo Min-jun, who desperately wanted to take down Chairman Yang and himself.

“For now, let’s wait and see. Whether the ledger is a copy or not, it’s in my hands, so they can’t move easily either.”

“And that friend, Baek Soo-hyun…”

“We need to keep him alive. Who knows? As the old man said, he might become our hidden card.”

“Does he still believe he was brought here because of his father?”

Ho-beom thought for a moment. Well, that was initially why he was looking for him.

“Well, it’s not a complete lie.”

Director Yoon smiled almost imperceptibly, and Ho-beom shifted his gaze to the laptop on his desk. Would Baek Soo-hyun be helpful as the old man suggested? Of course, right now he’s just a fucker m*sturbating on someone else’s bed. When he opened the laptop screen, the guy who had been lying down jerking off was now jumping up and down on the bed.

“He really does everything, seriously.”

F*ck. At that age, it’s not easy to be cute, but if that’s a talent, then it’s a talent.