Hoon summoned the head maid, Mrs. Kim, and instructed her to prepare two bedrooms on the third floor for his guests. "Make sure they have everything they need, and prepare warm water for them to shower," he said.
Mrs. Kim nodded, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Yes, sir. And, if I may ask, who are your guests?"
Hoon's expression turned serious. "They are family, Mrs. Kim. And I must ask you to keep something in mind. The young woman, Masika, is... unique. Please, do not share this with anyone, but she requires special care and attention."
Mrs. Kim's eyes widened slightly, but she nodded discreetly. "I understand, sir. I will ensure their comfort and privacy."
As Mrs. Kim escorted Masika and the grandmother to their respective rooms, the staff couldn't help but whisper among themselves. "Who are they?" "Why are they staying on the third floor?" "What's so special about the young woman?"
Mrs. Kim ignored the whispers and focused on attending to her guests. She helped the grandmother settle in first, showing her how to use the amenities in her room.
When Mrs. Kim entered Masika's room, she was taken aback. Masika's beauty was even more striking up close, and Mrs. Kim remembered Hoon's words about her uniqueness. She felt a surge of curiosity, but she pushed it aside, focusing on her duties.
"I'll be serving you in your room, Masika," Mrs. Kim said with a warm smile. "And I'll also be taking care of your grandmother. You can rely on me for anything you need."
Masika smiled gratefully, and Mrs. Kim couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder. There was something special about this young woman, something that went beyond her stunning beauty.
Mrs. Kim was captivated by Masika's striking features - her piercing eyes, curvaceous figure, and skin that glittered like diamonds. Her Afro hair added to her exotic beauty, and Mrs. Kim found herself drawn to touch it.
Masika, sensing Mrs. Kim's curiosity, gave her permission to touch her hair. Mrs. Kim hesitated, fearing Hoon might disapprove, but Masika reassured her.
As Mrs. Kim touched Masika's skin and rough Afro hair, she asked, her eyes wide with wonder, "Who are you?" Masika simply smiled and said, "I'm Korean."
Mrs. Kim couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something more to Masika's story, but she continued with her duties. She brought Masika some simple clothes that Hoon had ordered, explaining that they would go shopping for more tomorrow.
After helping Masika change, Mrs. Kim brought supper to their rooms. Masika joined her grandmother in her bedroom, excitement radiating from her.
Meanwhile, Hoon was in his study, attending to online meetings. He took a break to call his friends Smith and Jake in the USA, asking about their well-being and sharing stories about his trip.
"How's life in the States?" Hoon asked, chuckling as Smith and Jake regaled him with tales of their adventures.
As they caught up, Hoon's mind wandered to Masika and his grandmother, wondering how they were adjusting to their new surroundings. He smiled, feeling grateful to have them in his life.