Chapter 153: Don't Move. Unless You Want Your Investment Withdrawn.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 153: Don't Move. Unless You Want Your Investment Withdrawn.
I locked eyes with Olivia as she stared at me.
Her heart was racing? Was it an arrhythmia?
…I wasn't so dense that I’d actually crack an immature dad joke like that in this situation.
It was likely because of the massage.
The Erogenous Zone Massage she had received from me, more than any other, creates a high level of dependency on the therapist.
It was the kind of massage that made one addicted to intense sexual stimulation.
If it weren't for the system’s help, I wouldn't have been able to perform an Erogenous Zone Massage in the first place.
"As I said before, I’ve never felt my heart flutter like this for a man. I’ve always thought men were all fools. For me to feel this way… no matter how much I think about it, the only explanation is that you did something to me."
"That I did something?"
"Yes. For example, hypnosis, or perhaps some kind of Eastern sorcery."
When the word 'hypnosis' left her lips, my heart skipped a beat.
She probably didn't mean it literally, but to someone who actually did use hypnosis, those were terrifying words.
Stay calm.
Looking at her face, it didn't seem like she actually knew anything.
She had simply used the word 'hypnosis' as a synonym for some kind of mysterious Eastern spell.
I composed my expression and replied to her.
"I haven't done anything to you, Olivia."
"Is that so?"
"Yes. If I did anything, it was simply giving you a good massage."
"……."
"That’s all it was."
These emotions were foreign to Olivia.
The way her heart pounded when she looked at a person, the way her chest fluttered every time she saw him.
It was a feeling she was experiencing for the first time in her life.
It was a violent shift in emotion that she hadn't even felt with women.
And to think she was feeling this for a man!
‘This makes no sense.’
She had assumed that she would never feel her heart flutter for a man in her entire life.
To her, they were all idiots who only approached her for her body!
Exhausted by the advances of such men, she had turned to women.
She had a need to fulfill her desire to love someone.
She had no aversion to dating women.
The first night she spent with a woman had been passionate and fantastic.
That was why she thought she liked women.
Whenever she met a woman she liked, she became absorbed in seducing her and making her hers.
Every time she saw a woman kneeling at her feet, swearing to obey her, she felt a thrill in her head and her heart raced.
It was to the point that she still kept Clarice by her side, the one who had first made her feel that way.
But now, her heart was beating even more wildly than that.
She could hardly breathe because of the pounding in her chest, which felt like it might explode at any moment.
‘He’s not even that handsome….’
He was a man with a strange charm, but compared to the countless handsome men she had seen, it was true that he fell short.
His face wasn't even her type.
She preferred faces that were a bit more delicate than his.
She also preferred men who were around her height or just slightly taller; a difference of a whole head, like with Jae-ho, felt overwhelming.
And what about the muscles all over his body?
She admitted he had a good physique, but that kind of body wasn't her type either.
If she broke it down piece by piece, there was almost nothing she liked.
He was actually the type she usually disliked.
So why did this man named Jae-ho, who was a combination of all these things, keep making her heart flutter like this?
She did like his massages, but….
Let’s be a bit more honest.
His massage was heavenly.
It had provided her with a pleasure she had never experienced before.
Was it because of that pleasure?
Was that why her emotions were in such turmoil whenever she looked at this man?
She certainly wanted to receive more massages.
But even so.
‘There’s no reason for my heart to pound so much that I can’t even meet his eyes.’
She couldn't understand her own body.
No.
To begin with, the man before her, Choi Jae-ho, was full of things that defied her common sense.
From a massage technique that was completely different from conventional methods, to care effects that should be impossible in modern medicine, and even sexual pleasure that shouldn't exist in a massage.
Any other massage therapist would have been aghast.
Ability.
Was it his ability, after all?
Was that why she was drawn to this man?
Because he was a man who made her want to invest 30 million dollars all at once?
Because of the attractive women surrounding him?
She didn't know.
Because this was her first time feeling this way, she knew even less.
She felt dizzy.
Her breath grew shorter, and her head throbbed as if she were lacking oxygen.
In her dazed state, ridiculous thoughts kept swirling in her mind.
For instance, the thought that Jae-ho looked incredibly handsome.
Slap!
Olivia struck her own cheek hard.
Her head cleared, and her mind became sharp.
Even with a clear head, she still felt a strange, magnetic pull toward Jae-ho.
"I’m sorry. This is my first time acting like this. Originally, I was supposed to hear your thoughts on this party and tell you that people from several places have expressed interest in receiving your massages…."
She had pushed all those topics aside and asked a completely different question.
Things she would never normally say.
Asking what he liked, or what he had done to her.
Like a woman in love.
Jae-ho spoke as if trying to persuade her.
"It’s alright. A highly effective massage can sometimes feel like magic."
"Is that how it is?"
"Yes."
Everything Jae-ho said felt like the absolute truth.
If he said so, then it must be so.
Blind faith.
She was showing a vulnerable side to Jae-ho that she would never have shown to any other man.
"It might be an effect of the massage."
"An effect of the massage?"
"Yes. The massage I provide not only boosts the body's vitality but also stimulates the metabolism. Your body, having grown accustomed to it after a few sessions, is likely just reacting."
"……."
No!
Olivia shook her head.
She knew that the reason her heart was racing wasn't because of the massage.
The curiosity about what this man liked or what he wanted to eat—could that really be caused by just a massage?
There was no way.
‘This is definitely because I have feelings for this man.’
She was slowly beginning to accept the unbelievable truth.
Through repeated cycles of self-denial, she was gradually becoming honest with her current emotions.
"And to answer the question you asked earlier, you asked about my favorite food, right? I’m not picky, but I prefer meat after a workout. It’s high in protein and fat, so it helps with building muscle more than you’d think."
"Meat…."
Olivia recorded a new fact in the notepad of her mind.
Jae-ho likes meat.
"Since you told me, I’ll answer too. I like sweet desserts. But meat isn't bad either. High-nutrient meat can provide a lot of energy even in small amounts."
At her answer, Jae-ho spoke in a slightly flustered voice.
"To be honest, I thought we’d be talking about business. Or if it was a personal question, I thought you’d ask about Hyun-kyung…. Why me?"
"……Are you curious?"
"A little. Honestly, I was very surprised when you said your heart pounds every time you see me. I almost mistakenly thought, 'Wait, does she like me?'"
"And if I do?"
"Pardon?"
"If I called you here separately because I like you, were you planning to reject me?"
Huh? What kind of reaction is this?
It wasn't because of the massage?
I had naturally assumed it was the massage.
There was no way she, a lesbian who liked women, would develop feelings for me just because of an Erogenous Zone Massage.
"Uh… I think I misheard you?"
"Don't pretend you didn't hear me."
"Are you serious?"
"I’m twenty percent serious."
"And the rest?"
"Self-denial. The stage where I deny that there’s any way I could like a man."
"That’s lower than I thought."
"It’s actually quite high. I thought I’d never have a romantic connection with a man in my entire life."
"……."
I suppose so.
For a lesbian like her, the feeling of liking a man must have been zero until now.
Anyway, how was I supposed to respond?
'I don't like it. No. Don't do this'?
No.
If a beauty like her was trying to throw herself into my arms, I wouldn't be able to refuse.
This masculinity-filled lower half of mine wanted to claim even more women.
The problem was…
Olivia was a co-investor in JH Health along with the Jeil Group.
And I had Yeong-eun.
"So, you’re saying your feelings of liking me are at twenty percent, and your feelings of denial are at eighty percent?"
"Yes. Are you disappointed? That my feelings for you are only twenty percent?"
"Didn't you just say that twenty percent is high, Olivia?"
"It is on the high side. I suppose you like hearing that?"
"……Well, that’s a difficult question to answer."
"You’re not denying it, even though you have a relationship with Yeong-eun."
"Our relationship is already defined by a clear hierarchy."
"Because I’m an investor?"
"Yes."
"Then, tell me."
Olivia stepped closer to me.
"If you take away my title as an investor, how would you answer?"
"I’ll exercise my right to remain silent."
"Interesting. The right to remain silent."
"Haha, I should have the freedom to keep my mouth shut too."
Olivia looked into my eyes with her blue gaze.
She stared at me with a confident face, but her cheeks were flushed a cute shade of red.
"Just know one thing. I’m the type of person who has to have what I want. Even if you already have a deep relationship with Yeong-eun…."
She leaned in close.
The scent of Olivia’s perfume tickled the tip of my nose.
It was a soft scent, a blend of lavender and cream.
"I don't think there’s any guarantee that I can’t steal you away."
"Do you really have to steal me?"
"I’m possessive. I can’t stand it when someone else has something that belongs to me."
Olivia’s hand slowly brushed against the back of my hand.
The soft sensation stimulated my skin, making my hair stand on end.
"I suppose you’ve seduced other women this way as well."
"Do you dislike aggressive women, Jae-ho?"
"I don't think I’m at a stage where I can say…."
I grabbed Olivia’s wrist as her hand slid up the back of my hand.
"I’m not exactly the type to just sit back and take it, either."
Olivia looked at me.
"Oh my, it seems we have a bit of a conflict then."
She blinked, then took my hand, brought it to her face, and kissed it.
Mwah.
"Contrary to your wishes, I’m the type who prefers to take things by force. What should we do?"
"……."
"Of course, I’m weaker and have less muscle than you, so I can’t take you by force with just strength. If you were to run away right now, I’d have no way of catching you. But in the world of capitalism, strength isn't everything."
No way.
Olivia licked her lips and slid her leg between my thighs.
"Don't resist. Unless you want the money I invested in you to vanish into thin air."
A 30-million-dollar hostage, huh?
"Is this why you invested?"
"No, it wasn't. However…."
Pushed by Olivia, I sat down on the plush sofa.
"As I went along, my personal greed grew. This is just a bonus."
"Olivia."
"You should enjoy it too. Isn't that enough? Men like this sort of thing, don't they? Pestering women and all that. I used to absolutely loathe it…."
Curiosity and greed flickered in Olivia’s eyes.
"But now, I think I understand that feeling a little. That moth-to-a-flame heat when you pounce on someone you’re attracted to."
"Didn't you say it was twenty percent? To think you’d sleep with me with just that percentage…."
"Twenty-five percent."
"Pardon?"
"It just went up. Because of that one thing you just said."
Hey, wait a second.
"Don't move. Unless you want your investment funds withdrawn."
This was just unfair.