Demanding another fill, he pushed forward his glass to the male host in front of him. His glass was refilled and just as he made to drink it, he stopped when he felt a hand around his shoulder, caresssing his chest through his clothes.

He gently turned to look at the bastard who dared lay hands on him, his eyes giving a cold deadly stare.

"Hey, you look so cute I want to pounce on you here and now. How about we get a room for ourselves?" The guy who had his hand on Hae-Seol's shoulder said with a wide grin.

Though the lights in the bar were dim, it still revealed some of Hae-Seol's facia features.

Hae-Seol's expression turned colder, his dark eyes stared coldly at the guy who had dirtied him with his touch.

"Huh? Do I look like some gay ass dude you can fuck in the butt?" Hae-Seol blurted out bluntly.

He clenched tightly onto the guy's hand that was still on him like he'd break it any moment.

The man groaned in pain, trying to free his hand from Hae-Seol's tight grip.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? This is a bar so chill off!" Another guy who seemed to be friends with the guy, pushed Hae-Seol so hard that he staggered back and let go of the guy.

"The last time I checked, this isn't a gay bar" Hae-Seol said, regaining his balance.

"What nonsense are you spitting? If you're a minor, you better go play at home cause everything happens in this bar" The guy who almost had his hand broken snarled and was taken away by his friend.

Yes, this was indeed a bar that permits anything to be done in but Hae-Seol hasn't been in bars enough to know the dos and don'ts. What he knows is that nothing good happens in a bar.

He only came to get wasted to forget his sorrow, he's not a bar regular.

Hae-Seol got pissed because he felt filthy when the guy approached him like he was a cheap whore.

It was like smearing mud on his reputation and being looked down on__something Hae-Seol detests the most.

He turned to the bar desk that had his drink on it and placed down some money.

He grabbed his jacket that was lying on an empty seat and hung it on his left shoulder before turning to leave.

Heading to the exit, Hae-Seol sighted a man dressed in a formal suit from the half ajar door to the VIP section. 

Looking closely, he saw another man on the couch in the VIP section. He seemed quite wasted and had only his waistcoat on.

"I understand the situation sir but there aren't any workers available to tend to Mr Kang" A male host said to the man in a formal suit.

"I'm ready to double the amount I mentioned earlier making it 10 million won so just find someone for Mr Kang to spend the night with" The man in a formal suit tried to bargain.

Hearing this, Hae-Seol froze on his spot.

He never would've thought that his situation would sell him off.

So much money just for a night with him? Who the hell is he?

"Oi oi Hae-Seol, calm down here. You're not even gay so why?" He muttered to himself like a lunatic.

Hae-Seol remained frozen at the same spot but his head was already muddled with different thoughts.

He placed a palm over his face, trembling as different thoughts flooded his head.

Cold sweats found their way up his face as he panicked like someone who had seen a ghost.

His breathing went out of rhythm as he felt conflicted within.

"Ritsu" He whispered underneath his breath that had turned into soft pants.

He stopped trembling as soon as that name left his lips llike he was suddenly reminded of why he was in a situation like this one.

He slowly took his palm off his face and took a deep breath.

"This is the most disgusting thing ever" He muttered as he made his way into the VIP section.

To think he almost broke someone's hand a while ago to save his face but now here to do the same thing almost  made Hae-Seol barf.

"I'm available" he blurted out with a sly grin causing the host and the man in a formal suit to stare at him in stunned silence.

"Who are you? You're not a worker here" The host asked.

"Plus, Mr Kang only does girls" the host added.

"I may not be a girl but I got a hole in my butt and it looks like Mr Kang over there..." he paused and tilted his head to look at the man in a waistcoat on the couch.

"He seems pretty pent up" he finished  in a cocky tone.

Hae-Seol stared at  the man in a formal suit who was negotiating with the host earlier with a look that says: what the hell are you waiting for? Accept me already.

"Ah fine! Not like I have any other choice but if Mr Kang rejects you, don't make a fuss" The man in suit told Hae-Seol and he nodded.

It was obvious without being told that the man in a formal suite is the secretary of the said Mr Kang.

The host couldn't oppose Hae-Seol anymore cause he had been accepted so he left them.

Hae-Seol turned his attention to the man on the couch and started making faces trying to seduce him but he was bad at it.

"Let's go" The secretary told him and he raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Mr Kang has been waiting quite a while in his private room so hurry up".

Hae-Seol's face turned red when he realized the man he's been making passes at isn't the Mr Kang he's to serve.

He felt so embarrassed that without another look at the man on the couch, he scurried away with the secretary.

They arrived at the door to Mr Kang's room and halted.

"Mr Kang doesn't do men but he's really pent up and I'd be in trouble if I couldn't find him someone, that's why I accepted you so be careful in there" The secretary advised Hae-Seol.

"And the money?" Hae-Seol asked.

"Input your bank details here and I'll transfer the money after you're done" The secretary stretched forward a tablet and Hae-Seol did as he was told before the secretary left him.

Hae-Seol stood at the door, trying to make up his mind before entering the room which seemed like a lion's den.

He shook his head vigorously, patted his cheeks and went in.

Still at the entrance, Hae-Seol felt engulfed in the scenery and mood in the room.

The lights were dim with a sweet scent enveloping the room.

Looking to the window is a man in a white bathrobe__his eyes were fixated outside the window.

Well built and chiseled with sharp jaws, his brows were well arched with a slight cut at the edge of the left brow.

Pointed nose and tiny lips with grey eyes that could pierce deep into one's soul. His black hair which seemed wet dropped on his face like he had been in the shower a while ago.

"Finally" The man by the window, Mr Kang, said with a smile at the corner of his lips.

Hae-Seol couldn't let out a word as Mr Kang's voice alone seemed intimidating.

Hae-Seol knew from the start that he wouldn't be an ordinary person but standing in his presence now__his aura intimidated him.

Mr Kang tilted his head to look at the person who came in and his little smile faded when he saw Hae-Seol.

"You must be a host here" he said and turned his attention back to looking out the window.

The cool soft breeze made the curtains and Mr Kang's hair flutter softly in the light dimmed room.

Though Mr Kang can't properly see the person's face at the door, he could tell he's a man from his figure.

"I'm not a host" Hae-Seol let out and the sound of his gulp followed.

"Oh?" Mr Kang let out, his lips curving as he said that.

"Get out! I don't do men" He ordered in a dry tone and Hae-Seol flinched.

His tone now was different from earlier, a double personality?

"Are you sure? I can walk out this door and guarantee you that no one would come attend to you because no one is available or I can come suck you off so we'd get started" Hae-Seol blurted out in a witty tone.

He sounded so bold on the outside but on the inside, he was trying so hard not to barf at his own words.

"Heh? Interesting" Mr Kang remarked, amused by Hae-Seol's tone and act.

"Then let's see how good you are with that mouth" Mr Kang smirked and went to sit on the bed.

Hae-Seol's heart started racing because it's easier said than done and now the real deal is about to start.

He boasted a while ago like he got PhD in dick sucking but now he's like an illiterate who knows nothing.

Hae-Seol hesitated before ambling to his front.

He crouched down in front of him and tried to untie the bathrobe but was stopped. His eyes moved up to look at Mr Kang and they stared at each other in silence.

The dimmed light in the room obstructed them from having a better view of themselves but Hae-Seol seemed so  engrossed in the stare like he was registering Mr Kang's looks in his head.

"I need to pick up that call" Mr Kang finally broke the silence and Hae-Seol, who hadn't noticed the ringing phone, moved away from Mr Kang.

Mr Kang got up only to wobble and fall back on the bed. It was then that Hae-Seol realized Mr Kang was drunk but still so composed.

Hae-Seol grabbed the ringing phone from the table for him and he answered the call.

Done, Mr Kang switched off his phone and asked Hae-Seol to continue.

Hae-Seol untied the bathrobe and flinched at the size of his penis. He gulped down saliva, having second thoughts because the thought of that thing entering him scared him to death.

Hae-Seol wrapped his palms around it and started stroking it gently. 

He might not have given a blow job before but that doesn't mean he knows nothing about it.

Lowering his head, he placed his tongue on the tip of the cock and twirled his tongue on it.

Mr Kang hissed and his cock got harder, revealing more veins on it.

Hae-Seol twirled his tongue around the tip and jiggled his tongue on the penis hole which made Mr Kang hiss through gritted teeth and clenched jaw.

Hae-Seol opened his mouth and took in Mr Kang's dick, he slowly started sucking and stroking with his palm.

"It's too big" Hae-Seol muttered under his breath.

Mr Kang who had his eyes closed with clenched jaw, opened his eyes and slammed Hae-Seol's face forward so that he could take in more of his dick.

"My my, now if you talk like that with my dick in your mouth, I can't hold back you know" He smirked down at Hae-Seol.

Hae-Seol coughed, his eyes turned blood red with tears sipping from his eyes.

Mr Kang repeated the same act and as he throat fucked him, Hae-Seol gagged with tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Ngh!ugh!" Mr Kang groaned and came all over Hae-Seol's face and mouth.

"Swallow" he ordered and after hesitating for a while, Hae-Seol obeyed.

He pulled Hae-Seol up and kissed him rough and hard. He bit on his bottom plump lip and nibbled on it.

Throwing Hae-Seol on the bed, he helped him take off his clothes.

He hovered on top of Hae-Seol with his left knee in between Hae-Seol's thighs, pressing his dick.

He stroked Hae-Seol's  nipple with one hand while using the other to massage his butthole.

"Agh! ngh!" Hae-Seol who had been trying to hold back his moans finally gave in to the pleasure that surged through him.

Their lips locked again and devoured each other's tongue__both already carried away by the moment.

He flipped Hae-Seol over and plunged two fingers inside him causing an unbridled scream to sound in the room.

"It hurts! It fucking hurts!!" Hae-Seol cried as the two fingers thrusted in and out with no mercy.

To Mr Kang who's drunk and filled with lust, Hae-Seol was just another whore who throws himself at men for money so he was sure this was something Hae-Seol does every time.

Ignoring his cries and pleas, he pulled out his fingers and grabbed a pack of condom from the desk beside the bed.

He put it on and  plunged his dick with a hard slam into Hae-Seol's butt that made him scream with no sound.

"Pull out, please pull out" Hae-Seol cried and tried struggling but Mr Kang held him in place.

Compared to Mr Kang, Hae-Seol was slender and fit but Mr Kang was more fit with muscles.

He held tight onto Hae-Seol's arms, pulling them backward as he thrusted in deep and hard.

"It hurts! Please stop! I can't! I..." Hae-Seol cried so hard but his cries and pleas fell on deaf ears.

At this point, Hae-Seol doesn't care how desperate he needs money or what dire situation he's in, he just wants this man to stop.

He never thought it'd be like this, he thought he could pull it off and to top it all, this is his first!

Mr Kang continued thrusting fiercely from behind even though Hae-Seol's cries and pleas filled the room.

Seeing the blood dropping on the bed, Hae-Seol cried more, holding tight onto the sheets.

*

Opening the door and exiting, Hae-Seol almost fell on the floor but the secretary was quick to catch him as he was standing outside the room. It was already 5:26am in the morning

The man tapped some things on his tablet and told Hae-Seol he had sent the money. Hae-Seol's phone buzzed in his trousers but he didn't take it out to check.

His legs trembled beneath him that the secretary was reluctant to let him stand on his own.

The secretary peeked from the door and saw Mr Kang still asleep.

"Should I help you out to grab a cab?" He asked but Hae-Seol shook his head.

The secretary watched in pity as Hae-Seol hobbled away.

*

5 Months Later...

Clatter!

Laptop and other stuffs on the desk came clattering on the floor after the desk was thrown over furiously.

A man in a black peak lapel suit hovered over the desk that laid sideways on the floor with his well fitted figure.

His black silky hair had the right side slicked backward while the left side was dropped like a bang.

The left bang covered some part of his left eye, revealing only half of his well arched brow.

"What do you mean you haven't found him?!" He yelled at the man in front of him.

"It's been five months and you still can't find him! How incompetent are you all?!" His jaw clenched and unclenched as he raged on.

Memories from that night came flooding his head but he was drunk that night and couldn't even see his face clearly.

"That scum not only took the agreed amount, he stole all the cash in my wallet, stole my wrist watch and even my black card and transferred all the money before I could catch on. If I wasn't who I am, I'd be in the streets begging now. The money in the card wasn't even mine but for a shared project with all our partners! I had to refund everything which caused me great losses and you're here telling me you still haven't caught him. He's such a big criminal that he didn't spare any of my things. So if my dick was made of gold, he'd have stolen it too?" He raged on and the man in front of him who is his secretary just bowed his head.

The secretary's phone rang and after answering it, he looked up at Mr Kang.

"Boss, Dae-Shik said he has caught him"

Hearing that, Mr Kang couldn't explain how he felt. The criminal he's been searching for has been caught. To him, there was no greater news than this. 

"Let's go meet him" he ordered and they left.