Chapter 127
Seeing the cock swollen large in Senior Choi Yujin's hand filled me with self-loathing. I knew I'd never measure up to her. A princess and a queen were worlds apart. If Senior Eun-ah was the princess, Senior Choi Yujin was the queen. There was no competing with that.
Choi Yujin made sure to imprint it on me. I should always look like this to her. She didn't want to see that feral, savage side with its fierce possessiveness if she could help it. Sure, she might tolerate it once in a blue moon, but not often. That was Eun-ah's ideal, not hers. I had to make that crystal clear.
"You can do whatever you want with Eun-ah. She'll love it. But with me? I like you like this. To me, you're a cute little servant. I could even accept a dashing knight. But turning me into your female slave while you play the arrogant noble? No thanks. Save that for other women. Not me. Got it?"
"Yes...."
I flinched. I'd thought of her that way for a split second earlier. With her skirt and panties stripped off, pussy exposed, unable even to resist—she'd looked just like a slave I could do anything to. I could've fetched a chamber pot like some medieval European lord and told her to shit in it. That's probably why I'd slapped her cheek in frustration. I'd shown her the side she hated.
Handling two women at once was already breeding these annoyances. One demanded insane possessiveness, even tolerating rape-like dominance, while the other played the ultimate servant, insisting on queenly treatment with devoted care. No wonder they said too many women just wore you out.
I slumped sideways onto the bed, utterly deflated. Choi Yujin noticed and approached with a puzzled look.
"What's wrong?"
"Just tired. Women are impossible to figure out..."
"Huh?"
"Senior Eun-ah and you are just so different. It's exhausting trying to adapt to both."
"That's the curse of two-timing. Guys and girls who juggle lovers accept the hassle. If you can't handle it, don't play the field. Twice the texts, twice the gifts, separate fucks—it's a nightmare. But they do it anyway because they crave it. You want both me and Eun-ah? Suck it up. Especially since we're friends. Why do you think I told you to stick to girls I don't know? So there's no overlap in what we hear. But Eun-ah and I? We're tight. Before she came here, she spilled everything to me. How you turned into a total beast like Junya and got her so worked up—she was thrilled. But you think I'd let you pull that same shit on me? You dug your own grave there, Wild One. From now on, you'll live as two separate men: Eun-ah's type for her, mine for me. Split personality time."
"......Is it that complicated?"
"What, you thought it'd be casual fucks? Then hit up a bar or club for one-nighters—no strings. But that's not you. You're in it for the long haul with both of us. So act the part: possessive Junya-mode for Eun-ah, cute servant for me. Got it? This is why harems are a headache. You don't get it yet. But I saw it with Dad. One-nights would've been fine, but he got chummy, kept seeing them regular-like, and boom—girls showing up at the house, flipping out. 'How dare you see others!' 'I'll be your wife!' 'Die, you cheating bastard!' 'I'm pregnant—take responsibility!' Total chaos. That's why I make you tell me everyone. Forewarned is forearmed. You have no idea how elite guys suffer woman troubles. And they never clean house—hilarious."
"......"
Before Choi Yujin laid it out, I had no clue juggling women got this messy. I'd oversimplified. Her pitying look drove it home. Multiple women could really tangle your life. They might even storm the house someday. The thought chilled me.
Having lots of girls seemed like nothing but trouble.
"Then I'll just hit up Fairy later."
"Fairy? You'd fuck the girls there?"
"Yeah. Way simpler."
"Fair point. Elite guys use it all the time. How'd you know?"
"Chatted with a guy who worked there. Said top-tier Korean elites drop in often for the girls—prestige uni students, beauties rivaling celebs."
"Spot on. It's a collection of the best. Decent girls from bars get funneled there for big bucks. Practically Korea's cream of the crop. No wonder elite dudes flock—can't get enough. One night of drinks and pussy runs ten million won easy."
"Ten million a night?!"
"Base price. Thought it'd be one or two? That's regular lounges. Even those hit three, four hundred thou minimum. Fairy? Ten mil's entry-level. Girls are top-shelf. Prestige uni ones cost extra."
"You know a lot, Senior."
"Overheard elites bragging at parties. Aspiring idols are cheaper—untapped value. Top earner? Twenty-one-year-old prestige uni girl. Bagged fifty mil virginity fee from some old chairman. Now she's Fairy Queen, pulling one, two hundred thou nightly. Even elites get picky—only top dogs land her. Hierarchy's real even up there."
"Impressive."
"But if I went? Easy hundred mil a night. Old chairmen drool over me at events. Dad keeps 'em leashed, but if I were regular hotel staff? They'd hit hard—temptations, bribes, till I caved for cash. Happens at our hotel too. Stunners always end up that way."
"Jealous. I wanna try."
"Level up to elite, and you can. Pretty airheads everywhere. Fairy's pay-to-play. Dad goes often, from what I hear."
"...Bet that doesn't sit great with you."
"What can I do? That's who he is. No mom anymore makes it worse. But as long as no stepmom moves in, I'm good. He agreed. His life, his call."
"......"
Her words carried a lonely echo. Choi Yujin seemed starved for affection, a deep-rooted solitude peeking through. Feeling it, I drew close and pulled her naked body into an embrace. She lay there, gazing quietly. I kissed her. It was affection without raw lust or desire. Choi Yujin parted her lips, accepting it. Tongues danced, lips sucked, until they broke apart. A truly pleasant kiss.
Choi Yujin smiled.
"This is why I like you."
I eased her heart. That was Wild One's gift. My greatest strength. Better than leopard-taut muscles or rock-hard erection—this gentle cradle for the soul. Eun-ah must've fallen for it too. No way Junya-style dominance alone hooked her that deep. Yet her face glowed pure bliss. Choi Yujin had been shocked seeing it first. She'd never looked that happy with me. Probably the combo: her ideal Junya plus this warmth. Women don't glow from body alone. Body and heart—that's true happiness with your man.