Although the management of the hotel was formally divided into the roles of CEO and General Manager, all employees knew that Soo-min had the authority to intervene in management.

When the CEO was absent, Soo-min was the one responsible for acting on his behalf.

“Will we really be able to meet the VIP’s expectations?”

However, since Yuhyeon had eased their financial worries for the time being, he needed special attention.

– “Manager Han! Where are you?”

“I’m in the CEO’s office. Why?”

– “The VIP in the suite room had just lodged a complaint.”

“He was just here in the CEO’s office… So soon? What kind of complaint?”

– “Well… he doesn’t like the flowers.”

“What?”

– “He wants them changed immediately. What should we do?”

“What else? We have to change them. Wait, I’ll come down.”

Soo-min rushed into the office.

“What exactly doesn’t he like about them?”

“I have no idea. He just said he didn’t like them…”

“What flowers do we have left?”

The two approached the cold store where the flowers were kept.

“Tomorrow is delivery day, so we don’t have much left. As you can see, the roses are already in full bloom, and the tulips… well, they’re not in great shape either.”

Indeed, there were hardly any flowers left. Most of the ones that were there were fully open and many of the petals were starting to fall off.

In addition to the fridge, the florist’s office had many potted plants.

“Hmm…”

“What are you doing? H-Ha! Manager, the flowers from the pots…!”

“We don’t have time. We have to use these to make up for what’s missing. Bring me a basket.”

For the florist, this was a matter of professional pride.

They had won several competitions and many guests had admired their arrangements. They had never had a complaint about their work, so this was a serious blow to their pride.

Using the flowers from the pots and the rest from the fridge, Soo-min carefully created the arrangement.

By the time she finished the last decoration, sweat was running down her back.

Just then, her team erupted in cheers.

“As expected, manager! How did you manage to create such a masterpiece from potted flowers? This is art. Pure art!”

“What does it matter if we like it? The VIP has to like it.”

“It looks amazing.”

“We have to hurry.”

Soo-min carefully carried the flower basket as she stepped into the lift.

It went straight up to the 27th floor.

When the bell rang, the door opened to reveal a quiet and spacious interior.

‘This hotel is familiar to me… so why am I so nervous?’

She noticed a “Room Cleaning Service” sign on the doorknob of the suite where Yuhyeon was staying, so she used the emergency key to unlock the door.

‘I need to replace this quickly and leave before he comes back…’

She cautiously stepped inside and set up the new arrangement.

As she picked up the old basket and turned to leave, she suddenly heard a noise from inside the room.

‘What? The room hasn’t been cleaned yet…?’

She had entered the room after seeing the sign that said no one was there, but if someone was actually there, she had to check it out for security reasons.

Soo-min took a few more cautious steps towards the source of the sound.

‘The sound of a shower?!’

Could it be… Yuhyeon was still here?

Shocked, Soo-min instinctively tried to flee, but suddenly stopped.

‘This is my chance…’

Trying to catch a glimpse of a man’s n*ked body was something only a madwoman would do. And yet, this could be the opportunity of a lifetime.

A deep desire stirred within her – to confirm once and for all that Yuhyeon, who resembled Junhwan not only in appearance but also in voice, had nothing to do with him.

Cautiously, she stepped into the bathroom.

‘How should I even look…?’

To her surprise, the door was slightly open.

However, the steam filling the shower cubicle made it difficult to see clearly.

Although the interior was fogged over with condensation, she could vaguely make out what looked like underwear.

Noticing a bathing cap on the floor, she realised he was probably wearing a swimsuit.

‘Looks like he went swimming…’

She should have turned away since she couldn’t see his body clearly anyway, but for some reason she didn’t want to.

Soo-min narrowed her eyes and kept looking at him.

His swimming trunks were incredibly small, barely the size of a palm. Wet, they clung to his body, making it impossible to ignore the sheer size of his manhood – big enough to make it look like he was aroused.

His hand moved slowly down before slipping into his swimsuit.

Moments later, he grabbed himself and began to stroke himself.

Soo-min jumped, realising she had just witnessed something she shouldn’t have.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t look away.

One hand was braced against the wall, the other wrapped tightly around his p*nis, moving slowly.

“Krrk…”

Yuhyeon’s low, pleasure-filled moan echoed seductively through the room.

“Ugh, f*ck…”

A harsh curse escaped his lips. Hot steam billowed around him and his breathing became rapid.

Ah, seeing his body tensed up to his waist made Soo-min’s face burn.

‘What the hell am I looking at like some kind of pervert? Han Soo-min, get out of here right now!’

As Soo-min slowly stepped backwards, her foot slipped.

“Ah!”

Just before the ornament on the bathroom table fell, she caught it with her hand. That was close.

With trembling hands, she put the ornament back and turned to leave when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Gasp!

Without realising it, Soo-min found herself trapped between Yuhyeon’s wet arms. Her heart was pounding. They were so close that his broad, muscular chest almost touched hers.

“If you’re going to look, you should do it properly, shouldn’t you?”

“S-Sorry. I heard a noise before the housekeeping arrived, so I just… I thought maybe…”

“You thought it might be a thief?”

“Yes, of course.”

“How many thieves do you think could break through the hotel’s security? They can’t even press the lift button without a key.”

“Ah, well… that’s true…”

Soo-min suddenly began to stammer.

The distance between her and Yuhyeon was so close that she felt he could hear her heartbeat.

Drenched in water, Yuhyeon exuded a strangely captivating aura. A deep, undeniable sensuality radiated from him.

But his look was completely cold.

“I told you last time, if you ever need a one-night stand, just call me. Not that it matters, but I’ve been going without s*x lately and it’s starting to hurt down there.”

“Ah…”

“Letting some of it out would make things more comfortable. You know, when sperm builds up, men tend to get rough.”

Yuhyeon gave off a clear feeling of lust. Soo-min immediately went on high alert.

“In that case, I think you should call a hostess.”

“Would I call a hostess when there’s a woman here who has feelings for me?”

“That’s a misunderstanding. I only came to replace the flowers because of a complaint.”

His resemblance to Junhwan piqued her curiosity, but only because she wanted to confirm it.

But Yuhyeon’s sharp gaze felt incredibly dangerous and unsettling to Soo-min.

“Ah, the complaint – I forgot about that.”

Yuhyeon stepped back from Soo-min and put on a bathrobe.

“Well then, have a good rest.”

“What’s your name?”

“Sorry?”

“I can’t keep calling you ‘that person’ forever.”

“My name is Han Soo-min.”

“That’s a nice name.”

Yuhyeon smiled slightly, and Soo-min was startled again – his smile bore an uncanny resemblance to Junhwan’s.

***

Yuhyeon swallowed a mouthful of red wine.

“Sir, the hostess has arrived.”

“Just send her back. But pay her.”

Yuhyeon looked at his own reflection in the window, a twisted smile forming on his lips.

***

At first glance, Soo-min could tell that the women in the lift with her were stunningly beautiful – so much so that she gasped for breath. Their revealing outfits were unmistakably those of hostesses.

“The hotel couldn’t interfere with guests calling hostesses…”

Eunhyuk had mentioned it before, but a VIP’s private life was untouchable. Still, this was…

This wasn’t a love hotel, but he called women almost every day.

The suite room was on the 27th floor, while Soo-min’s room was on the 26th. So she always had to share the lift with the hostesses on her way up and down.

Yesterday only one woman went up at a time, but this time there were two.

‘Isn’t one enough for him? Don’t tell me he rented the suite just to have some kind of hallucinatory party with women?’

Since the hotel had already established itself as a business hotel, she couldn’t help but be a little concerned. Of course, it was all just her imagination…

Soon, an image of a man and a woman having s*x flashed through Soo-min’s mind. Her face immediately turned red and she looked around nervously.

‘This is crazy. What kind of thoughts am I having…? J-Just because he’s calling women doesn’t mean they’re all having s*x, right?’

Soo-min shook her head and scanned her keycard.

With a thud, she collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, without even changing.

‘Come to think of it, the suite is right above me…’

Moments later –

Thud. Thud.

The sound echoed from the ceiling.

The hotel, which had stood for more than 40 years, looked good on the outside, but inside it was showing signs of decay, and the soundproofing was weakening.

Thud. Thud.

The strange sound from the ceiling continued. Soo-min looked up.

‘How intense is their s*x for it to be so loud?’

The persistent banging, as if the ceiling was about to collapse, made Soo-min cover her ears.

After a while, the noise stopped abruptly – only to be replaced by the sound of women laughing.

‘Privacy, my as$. I can hear everything from here.’

Frustrated, Soo-min jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. She tossed her clothes aside and turned on the shower.

As the strong stream of water hit her n*pple, a dull pain spread between her thighs, catching her off guard.

The gentle stream of water trickled down between her softly rounded br*asts, giving her the sensation of being caressed. Soo-min grabbed her own br*ast.

“Ah…”

Until now, she had thought her s*xual desire had faded completely, but lately, with the vivid images flooding her mind, an unexpected craving for s*x suddenly took hold of her.

‘What is this…?’

As the throbbing heat coursed through her veins and reached the top of her head, her desire took on a more defined form. Memories of past lovemaking surfaced naturally, and without realising it, her hand slid slowly down between her thighs.

Her p*ssy was already wet. When her fingers brushed lightly against her cl*t, a drop of clear liquid slipped out.

“Ahh…”

Soo-min gasped in shock.

‘Can my body really release this much fluid?’

She hadn’t expected this change in her body, so she was quite startled.

‘I feel like I’m going crazy… I want it so much…’