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"How do you feel? Do you feel sexually attractive now?"
She looked at my upper body in detail and then snorted haughtily.
"… Hmph. Well, I suppose it's acceptable. But you're not that handsome, are you? With a body like that, just walking on an LA beach would get me 10 more models."
As expected from someone born with a silver spoon, Sasha had an impressive level of insight.
Even though her body must have been heated by love oil, she appears completely unfazed by this level of exposure.
"Haha. There's something better down here, but I can't bear to show it to you."
I naturally took out the chair and sat down right next to her.
Although she was wary of my approach, she lifted her chin as if she was secretly waiting for something.
"… So what are you going to show me now? I think you need to appeal your marketability a little more."
After thinking about her request for a moment, I gently held out my palm to her.
"Would you please give me your hand for a moment?"
Sasha narrows her eyes at this and gives her a suspicious look.
"… Why the hand?"
"I have to appeal. My marketability."
"… You're not doing anything strange, are you?"
"Oh, no way. It's just a massage. Of course, it's a very pleasant massage."
"… Hmph. Even if the message is special, it's just a message."
She extended her hand to me, as if silently requesting something.
Her skin was as fair as milk, with the firm, smooth elasticity typical of women who had received treatment.
Her nails were adorned with light pink art, embellished with tiny pearls.
She truly gave off the impression of being a wealthy daughter.
I took her hand and slowly pressed my palms against hers.
Then, I sought her permission once more.
"You might feel a bit odd while receiving this. Are you okay with that?"
"… Do whatever you want."
With her consent, I began gently applying pressure to her palms with both hands.
At first, I touched her with great care, trying to ease her guard.
Sasha gave a blank expression as if it was no big deal.
"… Surely this isn't everything?"
I answered that question with a leisurely smile.
"Haha. Just relax and enjoy. Think of it as a kind of service."
Then, I raised my fingertips and applied pressure to her palm a little more strongly.
The touch was so cool that her expression began to change as if she was surprised.
"… Hmm. Honestly, it's cool. What does this have to do with the porn business?"
I didn't feel the need to reply, simply continuing to touch her hand in silence.
Sometimes gently, sometimes with a firmer touch.
By the time the tension had fully melted away from the ongoing massage, I slid my fingers between hers, as if teasing them.
As our fingers intertwined, a subtle signal began to emerge, like a snake twisting its body in strange harmony.
The woman, who had always acted so confidently, suddenly covered her mouth and turned her gaze away.
"… Tsk."
She seemed quite embarrassed, as though she were experiencing such an unfamiliar sensation for the first time.
Her ears were slightly hot and red, and light moisture was seeping from her palms.
Sasha's eyes were shaking aimlessly, as if she couldn't believe the change in herself.
I slowly made my way up her wrist and onto her forearm.
"Hehe... I think you like it, so I'll try a little more. Is that okay?"
She seemed to quite like this unfamiliar sense of elation.
Sasha nodded her head briefly, looking away.
"Okay. Then, I'll apply massage oil. Hold out your arm."
She calmly extends her arms to my request.
She seemed very displeased with the fact that she was excited now.
Of course, in my eyes, it was just cute.
What kind of medicine is this, and will she be able to endure it?
It was a love potion that makes even virgin idols spread their legs.
There was no way she could survive with just her pride.
"Huh. You have nice skin. I'm attracted to women with nice skin like Sasha."
─Saaaaak
I whispered flirtatiously into her ear as if hypnotizing her.
I was doing various sexual messages under the guise of compliments.
"You seem to enjoy working out too. I saw you earlier, and it looks like you don't have a single ounce of fat on your body."
"…"
"When I first saw you, I thought you were a model somewhere. You hear her a lot, but you really had a very sexy vibe."
"… Don't say nonsense."
"Huh? That's nonsense. I'm serious. You are a very attractive woman even to Asian eyes. I feel like I can't help but be attracted to you as a person of the opposite sex."
Then, I applied slippery love oil along her forearm.
Now, the effects of her medicine had spread to such an extent that she was startled and flinched every time her skin brushed against it.
"… Ha. Ha. Why is my body becoming so hot? What have you done to me?"
Finally, she seemed to realize that her physical condition was not what it used to be.
She holds my arm back while breathing heavily.
In response, I slyly took her hand away and shrugged her shoulders.
"What am I doing? As you can see, I only gave massages. Could it be that you were fascinated by my massages? Just like my partners were."
"… Ugh. Bullshit. I saw you for the first time today, so it can't be."
But when I lightly rubbed the back of her neck, she couldn't help it and let out a sweet nasal moan.
Her eyes were wide open, perhaps because it was her first time making such a moan.
"… Ugh♥ Hak♥"
"Look. I said it wasn't an ordinary massage, right? Could it be that I trained so many women without any skills?"
She was now fully drugged and had a horny female face.
Her brows furrowed in shame, but even more lust came out of her appearance.
"… Ugh. That's enough. Stop now. Bring me back to my original state."
I burst out laughing at Sasha's innocent request.
"Hehe. What do you mean? Sexual desire is irreversible. How can I calm down a bitch who is already in heat?"
She got up from her seat, probably because her pride was greatly hurt by my mocking ridicule.
Then, she was about to leave the meeting room carrying her own luxury bag.
─Cheolkeok
The moment the doorknob turns.
I muttered quietly.
"Sasha. The deadline is today. If you decide to invest in my business, I will meet you again specially. If I do not hear from you after midnight, I will call the end of our relationship."
When I spoke as if I had already completely gained the upper hand, she glared at me with a look of disdain on her face.
"… What a disgusting pervert. I wasn't interested in this vulgar business in the first place. You'll definitely pay for this today."
Of course, her harsh threats had no effect on me.
That was because I had secretly placed a golden talisman on her back.
I had fully anticipated some resistance when engaging with her. After all, she was the daughter of a wealthy family, with a high opinion of herself. There was no way she'd easily submit to an Asian man.
However, that forceful attitude alone wasn't enough to overpower the combination of Love Oil and the Gold Amulet.
It was the same tactic that had brought down the poisonous Park Chaerin.
I'm certain that by midnight tonight, she'll contact me again.
"Sasha, until midnight. Don't forget."
Then Sasha raised her middle finger.
"…Fuck you."
She left with a harsh curse.
Her bouncing ass caught my eye.
* * *
"What? Sasha, why is she leaving in such a hurry?"
Aran Choi, who had been waiting outside, asked as she noticed Sasha storming off.
I leaned back on the sofa, answering casually.
"I didn't send her away. I just let her go for a bit. Let's wait until she is fully horny."
Choi Aran sighed at my sinister smile.
"Ugh. Let's finish this on a good note. Are you really planning to tease her by training her again?"
"Of course. A sow from a rich family like that needs to be completely subdued. I'll make her pay with both money and her body."
Aran Choi shook her head as if resigned to my actions, then asked again.
"So now we just wait? She'll come back today, right?"
"Don't worry. She won't be able to hold out for long."
"Yes. Your Oppa will handle it just fine."
She placed a cup of coffee in front of me, her lips parting slightly.
"But don't make it too difficult. Sasha is kind and gentle."
"Yeah. It seemed like that. That's exactly why I'm after her even more."
I was already looking forward to hearing from her. Time passed quickly.
* * *
Meanwhile, Sasha left the meeting room and got into a luxury limousine.
Originally, she would have had to visit a nearby film studio for her next schedule.
For some reason, she canceled all her future plans.
Then she ordered the driver to go to the hotel.
"Mickey. Let's go back to the Peyton Hotel."
"Okay. Anyway, what's the next plan?"
"Something more urgent has come up. Please don't ask questions and just leave."
"I understand, miss."
Sasha, who hurriedly returned to the hotel, took out her soda water from the refrigerator and gulped it down because her throat was burning.
Ever since the man groped her earlier, she felt like her body was getting hotter and her breathing was getting faster.
No...
It wasn't just about the mood. She was clearly excited.
'He only touched me for a moment…'
Sasha stood in front of her full-length mirror, inspecting herself.
She looked perfect, even in her own eyes.
At most, she wasn't the type of woman to get excited by a man's touch so easily.
However, the woman in the mirror looked like a very horny female with a greedy desire shining in her eyes.
She had a bright red blush that reached up to the neck.
Worst of all, she was constantly shaking and couldn't control her body.
"… Ugh♥ Seriously, why am I like this?♥"
Sasha put her hand inside her skirt just in case.
Then, a warm feeling came out through her thong panties, and her finger touched a liquid.
Sasha was greatly surprised by that strange touch.
This was because she was naturally low in water. It was the first time in her life that she was this wet.
"…What on earth is this?"
She was left speechless, stunned by the shock.
In that moment, Minhyuk's business card from her bag flashed in her mind.
Sasha shook her head, as if trying to reject the thought.
But before she knew it, her gaze was already fixed on her own bag.