Chapter 109: Olivia - The Queen of Investment
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 109: Olivia - The Queen of Investment
English words I hadn't known the meaning of were now visible at a glance.
This is amazing.
It was as if I had been able to read it all along; I knew exactly how to pronounce the words and what they meant.
English that felt as natural as Korean.
To think I could interpret English so perfectly after just one session of sex.
If I can read it, I should be able to hear and speak it too, right?
Marveling to myself, I read the signs and notices around the hotel one by one.
"Mmm..."
Hyun-kyung, who had been lying on the bed with her head resting on my chest, opened her eyes sleepily, causing me to stop my impromptu reading session.
"Are you awake?"
"Ah, Jae-ho Oppa... You're up?"
She rubbed her eyes with a face still half-asleep and looked up at me.
"You were sleeping soundly. I guess it's because you moved around so much yesterday."
"Hehe... I slept well thanks to your massage, Oppa."
Hyun-kyung rubbed her face against my chest and took a deep breath.
"Sniff... Haaa... Your body smells so good, even in the morning."
Hyun-kyung giggled.
"Do you like it that much?"
"Yeah, hehe. I love it. So much that I don't even want to go out for practice."
She hugged me tightly and started whining.
"Can't I skip practice today? I don't think my body is fully warmed up yet."
Hyun-kyung wriggled against me as she asked. Her hand subtly brushed against my crotch.
"Hyun-kyung."
I looked her straight in the eye.
"Oppa..."
She closed her eyes and puckered her lips slightly. I leaned my face close to hers.
Thwack!
"Ouch!"
I flicked her forehead with my finger. A crisp sound echoed as my finger hit her brow.
"Your match is tomorrow, and you're thinking of skipping practice? Coach Lee won't let you hear the end of it."
"Hmph... You didn't have to hit me."
Hyun-kyung pouted, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
"Get up now. The coach will be looking for you."
"..."
However, Hyun-kyung showed no intention of letting go. She clung to me and stuck her lips out again, closing her eyes tight.
I knew exactly what she wanted, but I intentionally hesitated for a moment.
"What is it?"
"Mmm-ph!"
I gave in and kissed the lips of the whining, child-like Hyun-kyung.
Smooch.
"If you win tomorrow's match, I'll give you a light massage."
"Really?"
"Of course."
I smiled and stroked Hyun-kyung's hair.
"Shall we go wash up then?"
"Yeah."
Should I say she’s become more affectionate? Or just more demanding?
If people knew that the confident sports star who crushed her opponents with sheer skill was actually such a clingy woman, how surprised would they be?
The thought that I was the only one who got to see this side of her made my lower half grow hard.
Let's calm down. It's already standing up again after everything we did yesterday?
I felt Hyun-kyung stealing glances at my crotch, but I pretended not to notice. Sometimes, you have to be firm and hold back.
*
Whack! Whack! Whack!
The sound of a tennis racket striking the ball echoed through the practice court.
The balls Hyun-kyung hit repeatedly slammed into the corners, and her form was beautiful, bordering on perfection.
I didn't even need to watch the ball to know how the training was going. The expression on Coach Lee Seo-hye's face as she returned Hyun-kyung's shots was enough to tell me everything.
Hyun-kyung was in peak condition.
"How did you do it?"
Coach Lee asked me.
"I have my secrets."
"Truly... you're amazing. Even if Hyun-kyung has feelings for you, I didn't think her condition would improve this quickly."
Coach Lee nodded as she watched Hyun-kyung's shots.
"Thank you. And I'm sorry. I thought you were a bad influence on her... I was mistaken."
The way she looked at me had softened. Even the last shred of suspicion buried deep within her had completely vanished.
"It's understandable. I get it."
I laughed lightly. From a coach's perspective, she had to be wary of anything for the sake of her athlete's care.
Coach Lee headed back onto the court to continue Hyun-kyung's training.
It was then.
"It's a nice sight."
A soft voice spoke in English from behind me. The English was interpreted in my head as naturally as Korean, conveying its meaning instantly.
I turned my head to identify the owner of the voice. It was Olivia.
"You must be a very skilled trainer. It's not often I see Coach Lee acknowledge someone like that. You were a rehabilitation trainer? Ah, I'm sorry. Did you say you couldn't speak English?"
She looked at me with a somewhat condescending gaze.
"I can speak a little."
"Oh? Then why back then?"
Why did I pretend not to speak English at the airport? Honestly, I couldn't exactly say I gained a foreign language trait after having sex once.
"I heard that when you're in a difficult situation abroad, saying you don't know the language solves most problems."
"How clever of you."
Was it just my imagination, or did the corners of her eyes twitch for a second?
Olivia kept her distance and spoke while watching Hyun-kyung on the court.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?"
"Pardon?"
"The sweat from exercise, the firm muscles, the desire to win. Hyun-kyung has a charm that draws people's eyes. I can guarantee you, she has the qualities to become a superstar."
Why? Why did I feel a sense of hostility every time she looked at me while listing Hyun-kyung's virtues?
Like a captain facing a pirate who was touching his treasure. She held a clear enmity toward me.
"It's a beauty that doesn't suit men who are dark and dirty, both inside and out."
"Your words have quite a bite to them."
"I'm telling you not to mess around with Hyun-kyung for no reason."
Olivia, her blonde hair flowing down to her shoulder blades, snapped at me. It was similar to what Coach Lee had said—the tone of someone warning not to ruin a promising athlete's future.
Since she was the chairwoman of the company sponsoring Hyun-kyung, it was a natural thing for her to say.
"It's not good for an athlete like Hyun-kyung to have a man like you by her side."
"Not good?"
But why did those words feel so familiar? It didn't feel like something a mere corporate CEO would say. Every time I heard her speak, I felt a strange sense of jealousy.
A woman feeling jealous of a man?
No way.
I shook my head at the hypothesis forming in my mind. There was no way. The famous Queen of Investment was a lesbian?
That can't be it.
I must have become too sensitive because I was worried about Hyun-kyung. It was likely just the concerned words of a chairwoman worried about her sponsored athlete.
"I'm just being faithful to my job of taking care of Hyun-kyung."
"Is that so? Then why do I keep feeling like a wolf with a snake in its belly is approaching her?"
Olivia narrowed her eyes. I didn't bother to argue. Raising my voice would only lead to a fight.
Just as the strange psychological warfare was continuing, Hyun-kyung came out.
"Oh? Hello, Ollie."
"I enjoyed watching you practice. You're doing much better than when you were struggling in the Round of 32."
"Ah, you saw. My condition has improved a lot thanks to the help from my rehabilitation coach."
Hyun-kyung said, stealing a glance at me.
"Hmm... Is that so?"
"Of course! Ollie, do you want to try it too?"
"Try what?"
"My rehabilitation coach's massage. You said you've been tired from work lately."
"It's true that I'm tired, but I don't particularly like entrusting my body to a man."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, and..."
Olivia's blue eyes flashed coldly.
"I doubt an inadequate person like you could provide a service that would satisfy me."
"It'll be better than you think."
I simply smiled and replied to Olivia's belittling remark.
"Ollie! Don't say that! Jae-ho Oppa's massages are truly top-notch! I can guarantee it!"
It was Hyun-kyung who got angry instead.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to provoke you two. I just said it because I didn't think it would be better than the skills of the masseuse who handles me."
She seemed strangely warm toward Hyun-kyung. It wasn't just a matter of being picky with people.
"Then do you want to try it with me after my match tomorrow?"
"Together?"
"Yes. Jae-ho Oppa promised to take care of me again if I win the Round of 16 match."
"Hmm..."
Olivia, looking at me with an evaluating face, stroked her chin.
"I'll think about it."
Just then, a Latin-American beauty who had been following Olivia spoke to her.
"Chairwoman, we must move to the next schedule. The board of directors will be waiting."
"Is it that time already?"
At the report from the woman dressed in a neat suit like a secretary, Olivia smiled lightly and hugged Hyun-kyung.
She then kissed both of Hyun-kyung's cheeks in turn, brought her face close enough for their breaths to touch, and stroked the tip of Hyun-kyung's chin with her finger.
"You were beautiful today as well, Miss Im. I hope to see this side of you in tomorrow's match too."
It was an intentional flirtation, no matter how you looked at it.
Oh? Look at this?
After Olivia left, Hyun-kyung, who had been watching her back for a moment, asked me.
"Oppa."
"Yeah?"
"The massage... I guess not, right?"
"No. I'll do it if you win the match."
"Hmph. Why?"
"Your match is tomorrow. I won't do it the day before a match. Your muscles will get too relaxed."
*
That evening.
After finishing all her schedules, Olivia returned to her home.
"Miss Im was beautiful today as well."
The moment she first saw her play, Olivia felt it.
That's the woman.
Not only her beautiful appearance, but her healthy beauty, her competitive spirit that refused to lose, her outstanding skills, and even the showmanship that made many people enjoy watching her. She was a woman who fit the perfect female ideal Olivia desired.
She wanted her.
So she began sponsoring Hyun-kyung. She approached her through corporate sponsorship and had now reached a point where they met privately.
There were only a few steps left.
"What is it with that man?"
Olivia thought of Jae-ho, who was by Hyun-kyung's side. The man who had suddenly snatched away Hyun-kyung, whom she had been trying to make hers for a year. Even Hyun-kyung seemed to have feelings for him.
That made her so angry that she had resorted to aggressive temptation, something she wouldn't normally do. Because anyone who saw her beautiful appearance, whether man or woman, would fall for her.
"Ha, how annoying."
She forcibly pulled and loosened her tightly tied necktie. At that sight, the female secretary following Olivia stopped her with a startled face.
"Chairwoman, this is beneath your dignity. Your clothes, I will..."
"Clarice. What did I tell you to call me at home?"
"...Master, you said."
"Right. Don't forget your place. I am your master, and you are my slave. Outside, we pretend to be a chairwoman and a secretary... but the real you is just a slave who loves being tormented, isn't it?"
Looking into Olivia's blue eyes, the female secretary, Clarice, trembled and bit her lip. The moment she looked at her, she was so enchanted that she couldn't even offer proper resistance.
Yes. This was how it should be. Hyun-kyung should have been unable to resist her charm and fallen for her like this.
"Strip."
"Yes, Master."
At Olivia's single word, Clarice willingly took off her clothes. There was a hint of shame, but she followed Olivia's command without any disobedience.
"As expected, your body is always beautiful, Clarice."
Healthy bronze skin. The slight fever of excitement visible in her emotionless brown eyes. Her nipples were hard, as if she had been excited the whole time she was undressing. Compared to a man's hideous body, a woman's body was so soft and beautiful.
Clarice's naked body was lightly bound with a slick rope.
"How did it feel to go around all day with your whole body bound?"
Clarice answered by biting her lip. That was enough. Olivia was satisfied just by seeing her dry expression flush like this.
"Now, take off my clothes."
"Understood."
As Clarice reached out to undress her with her hands, Olivia spoke.
"Today, I'd like you to take them off with your mouth."
"...Yes."
Clarice undressed Olivia with her mouth as ordered. As if this happened often, she very naturally removed Olivia's coat with her mouth.
"You're skilled now, aren't you?"
Instead of answering, Clarice unfastened the buttons using only her lips and tongue. With each piece of clothing removed, Olivia's white and beautiful body was revealed. Clarice was completely captivated by the sight of the beautiful female form.
Finally, Clarice bit the edge of the stockings with her mouth and pulled them off.
"Well done. A hard-working slave should be rewarded. Sit here with your legs open."
At Olivia's words, Clarice sat on the sofa with a face full of anticipation. Olivia slowly traced Clarice's clean-shaven, smooth pussy with her toes.
"Haa, haa... Master..."
It was nothing more than a touch with the tips of her toes, but Clarice felt the illusion of her body slowly floating up. Due to Olivia's foreplay techniques, which had sent countless women over the edge, Clarice's hips rose involuntarily.
With just a brief moment of stimulation.
"Haa-ah!"
She climaxed easily.
"You must have been very hungry. To go so quickly. Since your Master worked so hard, our slave should serve her Master too."
Then Olivia extended her foot, wet with vaginal secretions, toward Clarice.
"Now, lick it."
Clarice, staring blankly at the long toes wet with the fluids that had flowed from her own pussy, stuck out her tongue and slowly licked them.
"Who is your Master?"
"Haa, haa. It is Olivia-sama."
Clarice said, shaking her hips.
"Right. I am your Master."
Olivia felt an extreme sense of conquest as she watched Clarice serve her.
As expected, women are beautiful.
Men who only know themselves. Men who only want her body. Because she was that beautiful, all men's eyes never left Olivia. Working among lustful men every day, stress overwhelmed her every time she finished her work.
Hating those men who always thought they were right, she began to meet women she could easily handle. At least women didn't attack her while only looking at her body. The number of people who enjoyed same-sex affection was much smaller.
Enjoying free relationships with women, Olivia began to want to possess the women who admired her. From a certain point, she wanted to defile those women who grew their dreams while looking at her like a star. She wanted to dye those purely shining women with her own color.
She had the ability to fulfill her twisted desires. Numerous women had already been colored and corrupted by her. Even women who only knew men and moaned under a man's waist changed the moment they received Olivia's touch.
Both Clarice and Hyun-kyung were objects of desire. Clarice's lips gradually moved up and reached Olivia's soft pussy.
"Yes... like that..."
Receiving Clarice's service, Olivia thought. She wished the woman performing this was Hyun-kyung. What would it feel like to taste that healthy body piece by piece? It would be truly delicious, wouldn't it?
She swallowed her saliva.
Then, Jae-ho came to mind again. And Hyun-kyung, who had shown her womanly side every time she stood next to him. That was why Olivia didn't like that man.
If I show her that he's an incompetent person, will Miss Im come over to me?
Hyun-kyung had suggested they get a massage together.
It might be good to experience it.
And at the thought of tearing down that man's skills, her pussy grew moist.