Rare Marriage Whiskey and the CEO's Burning Desires
It was even more incredible. The driver's door opened, and a familiar face stepped out. But the outfit she was wearing was anything but familiar.
Her heels lightly touched the ground, accentuating the long, sleek lines of her legs. The off-shoulder shirt revealed her shoulders and the curve of her chest, while the deeply plunging neckline showcased her pale skin, emphasizing the contours of her national treasure-level breasts even more. A sticky, sweet gaze swept from my head to my toes. It was a seductive look that hid nothing of her intentions.
"CEO, what brings you here?"
She wasn't in the flawless suit I was used to seeing at the company. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her mature, sensual allure.
"What brings me? I said I'd come by once, didn't I? You're not going to tell me to leave just because I didn't make a reservation, right?"
"Ah, well... no reservations yet... Um, why don't you come in first?"
She was still the company CEO, so I couldn't just leave her standing in the yard. I invited her inside, though I had no idea why she'd suddenly shown up here.
"Thanks. Man, the view here's really something. Your grandfather picked a great spot for this place."
Just as Min CEO said, the surrounding scenery was fantastic. The empty lot behind the mansion was private property, so with a bit of screening, I could enjoy nature while having outdoor sex.
"Your face looks funny, Jihun. Thinking something naughty?"
I flinched! How did she know?
"Haha, just kidding. Show me around. I'm curious what the inside looks like."
She urged me on with a mischievous expression for the house tour.
*
"Wow, it's super clean in here. Jihun, I didn't know you were this tidy."
"Well, I don't like cluttering things up."
I'd kept my one-room in Seoul spotless too. Nayoung had even told me it lacked human touch and to mess it up a bit.
"A guy who works hard and keeps things neat? That's super attractive. Just like you, Jihun."
"Ah, uh... thank you."
This was different from the praise I got at work—like doing a good job, taking care of the celebs, stepping up. I'd heard plenty of that, but "attractive"? First time, and from the company CEO no less.
"Five rooms, bathrooms on each floor."
Min CEO chattered nonstop as we went up to the third floor attic and back down. I hadn't realized she could talk this much.
"Yeah. I use the attic on the third floor, living room and kitchen are shared. There's a break room on the second floor, but I haven't put anything in it yet."
"You manage all this alone, Jihun?"
"Yes. No guests yet, so just cleaning."
House repairs were minimal effort. I didn't mention Nayoung. No reason to bring up someone unrelated to Min CEO.
"So, I'm your first guest?"
"Guest?"
"Yeah. I'm staying overnight tonight."
"Pardon?"
*
She insisted on staying, so I had no choice but to let her. She paid my salary and even gave paid vacation. One night wouldn't kill me.
Nayoung's coming tomorrow, so they won't run into each other.
"I'm hungry."
Her voice had a spoiled lilt to it—something unimaginable from the office.
"Have a seat at the island. Just simple stuff, though."
"Make some snacks too. I brought good booze."
"You're drinking?"
"Of course. How can you come to a place like this without booze?"
I'd stocked the fridge with soju and beer for Nayoung, but no need now. Her confident look suggested it was really top-shelf. I was curious what royalty like her would bring.
"Excited face?"
"Kinda wondering what booze chaebols drink."
"I do somac like anyone else usually. Picked something special for today."
"Special day?"
"You'll see. Wait here."
She went out to the car to fetch it. While she was around, no status window popped up, no common sense alteration messages. Definitely not a heroine. Without that, it was just a normal house—anyone could come and go. Min CEO was one of those anyones, but the timing was suspiciously perfect. She was the first woman to show up right after Ye Mina told me women interested in me would come even if not heroines.
[...Even if not heroines, there will be women who come because they're interested in you, Jihun.]
If Min CEO was one of those interested women, tonight's history could be written depending on how I played it. The first sex in the Common Sense Alteration House, that kind of history.
If the mood flows that way, I'll use the Mind Speaker.
Knowing her thoughts would help a ton in making history.
*
What Min CEO brought was Balvenie 30-Year Rare Marriage. The standard was 3 million won, rare marriage over 5 million—a luxury whiskey. Why did I know so well? Bad memories.
"Rare Marriage, huh? You're sharing a 5-million-won bottle with me?"
"You know your whiskey?"
A few months back with Han Yura. Loved the smooth, sweet flavor, so I looked it up. 30-year was a pipe dream, so I got affordable 12-year Doublewood for Nayoung.
Calling me out in the middle of the night—what a pain.
Thought it was urgent, rushed over—turns out she just needed a drinking buddy. Got to taste 5-million-won whiskey, but endured over an hour of her whining.
"You bear bastard—!! Why don't you get my feelings... huuu..."
That day I learned her drunk habit: crying and throwing tantrums. Tucking her in was hell. Anyway.
Telling her this, Min CEO's expression turned odd.
"Knew you were dense, Jihun, but this is beyond. You're in for it tonight."
"In for what?"
"Don't worry about it—you won't be the one suffering."
She winked cutely and handed over the bottle. No more questions; I quietly got the glasses.
An hour later—we polished off the 700mL and switched to somac. Among women I knew, Nayoung held her liquor best, but Min CEO matched her.
"CEO, you really hold your booze."
"Family trait. But you're impressive, Jihun? Never seen a guy drink like that without changing color."
"I'll drop soon. Fine for now."
"Good info, thanks."
A few more rounds, and her posture loosened. Legs crossed carelessly, leaning on my shoulder subtly, stroking my arm.
"Am I the only one getting worked up? This isn't right."
"Same here. Last round?"
"No way. When else can I drink casually with you like this?"
Island stools too hard, so we moved to the plush sofa. Weird feeling with her sitting where I'd eaten Nayoung's pussy.
"Jihun, no interest in women?"
"Women?"
"Yeah. The ones you managed are all beauties. Yura goes without saying."
"Come on, how could I see them that way? Would cause a mess."
"They seemed to see you as a man."
"Probably just comfy around me. Always together, first to run when trouble hits—how not to?"
"Sharp at work, but dense here."
"You're seeing it wrong, CEO."
"Fine... say I am. So you've never wanted to date or anything?"
"Nope. We live in different worlds from the start."
Thinking back, aside from trainee days, only top-tier celebs. Their worlds felt alien, not human. Great packaging, but couldn't handle the contents. Perfect for a one-night, but they'd never go for a dog like me. Same now as house manager. Grateful just for sex chances with heroines.
"Think I live in a different world too?"
"Obviously. You're the top—royal family, major agency CEO."
"So what? No men around."
"You're married."
"Told you on the plane. That bastard's worse than a stranger."
"Call your husband that?"
"A dickhead who messes with young girls deserves it. Can't even make a kid, knows how fucked that is?"
She listed his rap sheet. Shocked she touched company actresses too—barely legal.
Real bastard.
"Lame with me, but like that outside? Am I that unappealing?"
"What? If I were your husband, I wouldn't let you out—do it all day."
Oh shit. Got too caught up in her husband's scum story, words slipped. Sexual harassment level, no defense.
Min CEO stared blankly. Was she pissed but holding back, or agreeing? Couldn't tell.
Awkward silence, then she spoke first.
"You really think that?"
"No, I mean..."
"If you were my husband, could you do it with me all day?"
"CEO, you're drunk..."
"Be honest. I won't let it hurt you."
Her eyes demanded truth. No dodging nicely. I pulled out the Mind Speaker from inventory. Needed to know her thoughts to answer right.
Mind Speaker used. Random key thoughts the manager needs to know from the target's inner mind will be displayed.
The system message vanished, and Min CEO's inner thoughts appeared in the air like game subtitles.
'Whoa, this is...'
Min CEO's inner thoughts were far more incredible than I'd imagined.