Spy in the Wine Cellar
Executive Lee Jiha sighed. "Hoo... Who the hell is coming at this hour..."
Kang Minseo grumbled to himself as he headed toward the wine cellar. Two days had passed since that humiliating walk in the garden. He'd done his best to avoid the eyes of the maids and bodyguards while readjusting to his duties... and luckily, nothing had happened to him during those two days. When he thought back to crawling around with that anal tail plug shoved in him... just imagining it made his body tremble with shame. He was grateful just to be wearing pants and a T-shirt right now, looking perfectly normal. If Baek Hayoung had been a truly vicious devil... he might have been forced to live naked in the mansion. Of course, Hayoung was still a devil even now... but she knew better than anyone what humiliated and repulsed him the most... and Minseo was growing more afraid of her by the day.
'When... will I escape being Hayoung's toy...?'
Minseo pushed aside the headache-inducing worry with no easy answer and quickened his steps.
Screeech—he opened the wooden door to the wine cellar.
"Who the heck is coming... yawn..." It was midnight, but Hayoung had sent him on this errand for wine because she had a guest.
"Let's see... which one did she tell me to bring..." Minseo checked the bottles one by one, searching for the wine Hayoung had specified.
"...This one?"
The moment Minseo picked up a bottle, the sound of the cellar door opening rang out again.
He flinched involuntarily and ducked down to hide.
'...Why am I hiding...?'
He hadn't done anything wrong... but the memory of being brutally tormented by Choi Suhyun in this very wine cellar flashed through his mind, making him hide on instinct.
Thud. Thud.
Peeking through the racks of wine, he saw a silhouette... a maid. One of the maids who had tormented him in the garden last time.
'What... why is she...'
Minseo knew who was in charge of the wine cellar. He'd seen her before. But this wasn't her.
What? Had the assignment changed? No... that didn't make sense. There was no reason to switch for something like this. Knowing Hayoung's personality, if there was a change, she'd push through with the original person because switching would be a hassle.
Something felt off. And the maid who entered kept glancing around, checking if anyone was there.
'Something's fishy...'
Feeling his instincts kick in, Minseo focused on the maid.
She pulled out her phone and started dialing someone.
'Who the hell is she calling...?'
Minseo perked up his ears and strained to eavesdrop.
Soon, he heard her start talking to someone.
"...Yes... it's Jiyu... I'm contacting you for the report."
The first words of the call hit Minseo like a gut punch. This was no ordinary matter. A report meant she had a superior... but it couldn't be Hayoung, right? Why call instead of just telling her in person? It didn't add up.
"Right now... Baekhwa's movements are as I mentioned before... they're focusing on the hotel business."
Information leak...! Definitely a spy.
Minseo's eyes widened in shock, his pupils shaking.
"The other businesses... haven't shown any major developments yet. Yes... yes."
Which organization? Hwayeon? The one most comparable in size and power to Baekhwa...? No... I can't jump to conclusions. Could be a third force. Minseo's mind raced for the first time in ages.
"And... one more thing... I need to report..."
Gulp. Minseo swallowed hard and held his breath, focusing intently.
"It's about the recent arrivals. Names are Kang Minseo and Lee Jiha."
!!! It was about him. Minseo reeled in shock, but if he was discovered hiding here... something horrific would surely happen, so he gritted his teeth and endured the trembling in his body.
"Kang Minseo... seems to be a former spy who got exposed and is now living here as a slave. Not someone worth much attention, but I think he warrants some caution."
"Also, Lee Jiha appears to have been Kang Minseo's secretary and naturally transitioned to executive. That's all the info I've gathered so far. Yes. Yes. I'll report again next time."
He never imagined there'd be another spy here. He had been a police spy... but you... whose side are you on...?
Minseo clutched his pounding heart and held his breath.
This felt bigger than he'd thought.
The maid ended the call and quickly slipped out of the cellar.
"Hah... hah..."
Minseo exhaled the breath he'd been holding in ragged gasps and started piecing things together. The maid's name... Jiyu. No idea who was behind her. Could be the mafia group Hwayeon... or a third force... or maybe a new police spy planted since I'm supposed to be dead. If I tell Hayoung right now, would she believe me...? No evidence... no trust. Even if she did, if Jiyu doesn't spill who her boss is, it'd just be cutting off a lizard's tail.
I need to catch her definitively. And I'll claim that merit myself.
This situation felt like the perfect chance to change his slave life.
But moving rashly could ruin everything. For now... gather evidence. It's not time yet, but I'll catch you somehow, spy.
Minseo clenched his fist with eyes full of resolve.
"Hngh... it tickles..."
"It's been minutes since I told you to get the wine. Why are you only bringing it now?"
Hayoung spoke lightly as she sat delicately on Minseo's back while he lay prostrate.
"I-I... couldn't find the wine..."
Minseo couldn't bring himself to say he'd overheard the spy on the phone and just made excuses.
Tsk... I educated you just a few days ago... not fully trained yet?"
Hayoung tilted her head and gently stroked Minseo's ass.
"Hik..."
Minseo flinched and trembled slightly at the soft sensation on his butt.
"How should we train him...? Jiha."
And there, on the opposite sofa with her legs crossed, sipping wine... was Lee Jiha.
Minseo glanced sideways at her. She still had that long, straight golden blonde hair and elegant poise.
'The guest... was Jiha...?'
Remembering the threats she'd made, Minseo bit his lip hard.
Why would she come here so late at night...? Anxiety and fear tangled in his mind.
Jiha took a sip of her red wine and spoke.
"Heh... Sis. I'll train him for you."
Jiha's lips curved up slowly as her cold gaze turned to Minseo.
'Kuh... She's definitely planning to take me...'
Minseo's body began to shake uncontrollably. He didn't have the confidence to endure Jiha, brimming with vengeance. What horrors awaited...?
"Her eyes aren't normal, huh? Heh heh..."
Hayoung chuckled at Jiha's words.
"When are you taking him?"
"The sooner, the better."
Every word struck Minseo like terror.
"...Even tomorrow work?"
Jiha glanced slyly at Minseo as she asked.
No... say no... please...
Minseo squeezed his eyes shut and prayed inwardly, but Hayoung's answer dashed his hopes.
"Mm... yeah. Do that."
And just like that, Minseo was handed over to Jiha in a snap decision.
I don't want to go to Jiha... please, no...
But there was no way out. The only option given to Minseo... was to grovel to Jiha.
"It's fine with you too, right, Minseo?"
Hayoung grinned brightly.
Of course, answers like "no" didn't exist.
Only...
"...Yes..."
"Hng... hah..."
Minseo, bearing Hayoung's weight, felt his limit approaching as his limbs shook.
"Stand up."
Hayoung rose from his back and commanded him.
At her words, Minseo scrambled to his feet. His body wobbled from holding the position so long.
"Tomorrow... you'll be busy, so I'm letting you off easy this time. Got it?"
Hayoung stared straight into Minseo's eyes and gently caressed his cheek with her hand.
"Hng... yes..."
Minseo's lips trembled as he answered.
In Hayoung's room, on the sofa, Hayoung and Jiha chatted over wine. And Minseo was there too, of course. Naturally, he wasn't enjoying it.
His mind was a mess of tangled thoughts. The spy... and the fear of what humiliations Jiha would inflict on him tomorrow.
"So, how's the sector you're in charge of?"
Hayoung asked, munching deliciously on a Shine Muscat grape.
"Well... as I said before, the backlog was tough... but Minseo handled it so cleanly... it was easy."
Jiha said after downing her wine.
Even if her words sounded fine... Minseo knew her true feelings toward him were completely different, which only heightened his anxiety.
"I've adjusted well now. They're all people I already knew, right?"
Jiha smiled sweetly.
"Well... good to hear."
"So tomorrow, Minseo gets to revisit his old workplace after so long?"
"I'll introduce you. Minseo."
At those words, Minseo's pupils shook.
Introduce me...? To... the people I used to work with...? My former subordinates...?
Minseo's eyes trembled as he looked at Jiha.
"Doesn't that sound fun? Seeing your old boss like this again."
Jiha said lightly, meeting his shaking gaze.
"...You'll have a rough time. Our Minseo."
Hayoung smiled, understanding Jiha's implication.
And then—
"Jiha. Don't break Minseo, okay?"
Hayoung tossed it out jokingly... but Minseo's expression hardened.
"Yes. Of course."
Jiha beamed innocently at Minseo.
That smile from Lee Jiha... looked to Minseo like a scene from a horror movie.
Ha... no matter how I look at it... I'm fucked.
Shit...
Minseo prayed tomorrow would never come.