Park Siyoon's Harem Tour
"Hey."
In the car pulling out of the hotel, Park Siyoon broke the silence first.
"Put on some music. It's fucking quiet in here."
Seonwoo silently tapped the car's dashboard. Soothing classical music filled the cabin.
Park Siyoon laughed in disbelief.
"What the hell? Is this your taste? Totally doesn't match your looks."
"I don't like noisy stuff," Seonwoo replied indifferently.
Park Siyoon leaned her head on Yoo Sori's shoulder beside her, sneaking a glance at his back as he drove.
What's this guy's real deal?
Just then, Seonwoo casually called out via the Bluetooth speaker.
"Rico, it's me."
"Yes, oppa!"
Park Siyoon unconsciously furrowed her brow at the young, sweet voice from the phone.
"Sorry to bother you this early, but could you prep some breakfast? I'm bringing a friend, so make plenty."
"Yes! Got it! I'll make lots of tasty stuff!"
At the word 'friend,' a faint smile tugged at Park Siyoon's lips. She looked at Seonwoo and asked,
"That girl just now... she cooks for you?"
"Yeah. She's our house chef."
Seonwoo answered so smoothly it was ridiculous. Park Siyoon let out a hollow chuckle but didn't press further.
The car sped silently through Seoul's downtown, crossing the Han River before slipping into the underground parking of a luxury complex.
Park Siyoon glanced indifferently at the lineup of expensive cars.
"Looks like some rich folks live here."
It was familiar scenery for her, a third-generation chaebol heir.
The private elevator came to a smooth stop, doors opening to a grand foyer. Seonwoo pressed his hand to the fingerprint scanner, and the heavy door slid open silently.
"Welcome home, oppa."
"Come on in."
Inside waited a woman in a modest dress and a girl in a cute apron. Park Siyoon scanned the two women bowing awkwardly toward her.
One of these is that 'other girlfriend' he left my baby for.
Her gaze naturally drifted inside. Beyond the spacious living room, a massive dining table in the room beyond was laid with steaming, neatly arranged Korean full-course meals.
Seonwoo lightly kissed Chae Jiyeong and Rico in turn as they greeted him. Park Siyoon smirked in disbelief at the sight.
She crossed her arms, eyeing Seonwoo up and down.
"Fuck, so the 'other girlfriend' you cheated on my baby with wasn't just one? You trash bastard."
Her eyes burned with contempt.
Seonwoo just laughed, amused by her reaction.
Yoo Sori cheerfully linked arms with Park Siyoon and introduced her.
"Sisters! This is my new friend, Siyoon unnie!"
At Yoo Sori's introduction of her not as a new girlfriend or lover, but as a 'friend,' Chae Jiyeong and Rico exchanged briefly puzzled glances. But Chae Jiyeong quickly composed herself, extending a soft smile and her hand.
"Hello, Siyoon. I'm Chae Jiyeong."
Rico bowed awkwardly too.
"Uh, I'm Amahara Rico..."
Park Siyoon sat at the table, intrigued by the two women's wary yet resigned acceptance. No sooner had they settled than a pair of siblings in maid outfits quietly approached from the inner room to serve the food.
Park Siyoon watched, then asked Seonwoo,
"What, you have maids too? Guess you're richer than I thought."
She propped her chin, eyeing the serving siblings with interest.
Seonwoo picked up some side dish with his chopsticks, replying casually as if discussing the weather.
"Huh? Nah, those are slaves. Slaves."
"What?"
Seonwoo's words were odd, but the house's atmosphere was even stranger. Chae Jiyeong and Rico across from her showed no reaction despite hearing 'slave.' Even the so-called slaves continued their tasks calmly.
Park Siyoon stared at Seonwoo in bewilderment.
"Hey, even if you're the boss, you can't say that to people. You'll get reported."
She lowered her voice, genuinely concerned as she scolded him.
Seonwoo shrugged with a smirk, finding her reaction entertaining.
"Yeah, yeah. Got it. Let's eat first."
He changed the subject nonchalantly, and everyone else resumed eating as if nothing happened, like it was rehearsed. Only Park Siyoon couldn't adapt to the bizarre vibe, looking around in confusion.
The meal began. Park Siyoon tasted a side dish, then looked at Rico in surprise.
"Oh?"
She pointed at Rico with her chopsticks and asked Seonwoo,
"Hey, where'd you get this chef? Food's damn good. And she's pretty too."
Like spotting a gem at auction, she scanned Rico up and down. As Rico flushed and fidgeted under the greedy gaze, Yoo Sori puffed out her chest proudly.
"Rico's my little sister and oppa's girlfriend!"
At the proud introduction, Park Siyoon slammed her chopsticks down with a clack. Instead of glaring at Seonwoo, she pinched Yoo Sori's cheek softly beside her.
"Aigoo, my baby's got it good. So many sisters."
Pretending to praise, she shot a mocking glance at Seonwoo.
"Hey, why do you have so many girlfriends? My baby'll get jealous. Right, baby?"
As Yoo Sori opened her mouth to reply to the provocation, Seonwoo spoke first.
"Jealous? That doesn't exist in this house."
He wrapped an arm around Yoo Sori's shoulders.
"Sori actually loves when new family joins. Right, Sori?"
"Yes! Playing with unnies is super fun!"
Yoo Sori beamed. Park Siyoon caught the lewd undertone and frowned slightly. She glanced at Chae Jiyeong and Rico smiling subtly at Yoo Sori—not warily, but with affection and fondness.
For the first time, Park Siyoon vaguely grasped the strange power dynamic in this house.
After the meal, everyone gathered on the living room sofas for dessert.
Park Siyoon plopped right next to Yoo Sori without hesitation, hugging her tight.
"Baby, sit with unnie."
As Yoo Sori giggled and squirmed, Park Siyoon hugged tighter, flashing a triumphant smile at Seonwoo.
Seonwoo shot back lightly.
"Don't get too handsy with my girlfriend."
"Don't wanna. From now on, I'll protect our baby."
As tension sparked between them, the intercom buzzed at the entrance. It was Lee Sira, Kang Jihyeon, and Han Chae-a arriving for their business reports.
Park Siyoon gaped at the sudden influx of beauties.
"Hey, you... more girls? You're worse than me."
But Seonwoo ignored her jab, nodding at the newcomers.
"Start."
At that single word, the two women who'd seemed ordinary shifted completely. They bowed in unison before Seonwoo.
"Master, our report."
Kang Jihyeon spoke first, briefing investment returns and asset status. Han Chae-a followed with club revenue and VIP trends.
Park Siyoon puzzled more over their title for Seonwoo than the content.
She propped her chin, lost in thought amid the boring numbers.
Not just a boss-subordinate thing. Their eyes don't show hate or contempt.
The reports finally ended, and the two quietly left. Afterward, Seonwoo asked Park Siyoon,
"So, enjoy the show?"
"...What the hell are you, really?"
Park Siyoon asked seriously for the first time.
"Dunno. Just a guy doing fun shit and living fun?"
Seonwoo proposed,
"Wanna join the 'fun'?"
He grinned. Park Siyoon crossed her arms, eyeing him sideways.
"Why would I?"
"Remember those I called slaves? They really are."
"Cut the bullshit."
"Heh, believe it or not, up to you."
"...You're a total psycho."
Park Siyoon seemed speechless for a moment, then smirked.
"So, what? Want me as a slave too?"
"Heh, nah, you're not the slave type. Too much hassle to handle."
"Fuck, insult or compliment?"
"Compliment. So, how about... friends instead?"
"Friends?"
Her brows narrowed.
"Yeah. Me, Sori, and you. Hang out like this sometimes, fuck too. Sound fun?"
"What's the catch? Nothing's free."
Park Siyoon snapped back sharply. Seonwoo smiled, satisfied.
"Love how quick you are. Share the info you know. Sometimes."
"What info?"
"Y'know, the dirty secrets everyone in the know whispers about."
"Why tell you?"
"Compensation's solid."
Seonwoo wrapped Yoo Sori's shoulders, grinning slyly at Park Siyoon.
"Pay fair for your info's value. Money... or whatever you want."
He stroked Yoo Sori's cheek gently, adding,
"Like, time to play with 'our baby'?"
"Why do I need your permission to play with baby..."
"Unnie, if oppa says no play, we won't!"
"...Fine. Deal. Looks fun anyway."
Park Siyoon stood, gripping Yoo Sori's hand tight. She flashed a provocative smile at Seonwoo, then leaned close to Sori.
"Baby, let's see each other lots. Unnie'll take good care of you."
