Chapter 87: Did You Think I Wouldn't Find Out?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 87: Did You Think I Wouldn't Find Out?
“Haa… huff…”
Her breasts swayed right before my eyes.
“Haa… huff…”
The sweet moans of Yeong-eun, pouring out her final bits of strength, tickled my ears.
“Haa, haa…”
Drenched in sweat and half-naked, Yeong-eun continued her workout, fully aware of my blatant gaze.
The clothes she wore today were very ordinary office wear.
A modest, well-fitted white shirt and black dress pants that covered her legs.
When Yeong-eun had asked if it was really appropriate to wear an office look while exercising, my answer had been simple.
“This is today’s gym wear.”
Despite her suspicions, she had put on the clothes I handed her without further protest.
If there was any difference from a normal office look, it was that the material was spandex, making it easier to move in.
And that the shirt at the chest and the pants at the crotch had been cleanly torn away, as if carved out with scissors.
Yeong-eun, who wasn't even wearing underwear, clearly revealed her soft nipples and her pussy, which was only slightly obscured by her pubic hair.
Even as she felt my eyes on her, Yeong-eun continued her routine without complaint.
Maybe I shouldn't have cut the top?
The sweat-soaked shirt clung to her bare skin, making it translucent. Her toned body line was fully on display.
“Haa… that was good today, too.”
Having finished her final set, Yeong-eun spoke while wiping away the streaming sweat. Beads of perspiration rolled down her neckline, soaking the collar of her shirt.
“But something feels strange today.”
“What feels strange?”
Wiping her sweat, Yeong-eun looked around the gym intently.
The gym she visited today wasn't the main branch, but a chain branch. I had invited her here to confirm if the hypnosis worked in this location as well.
“Something is off. Something…”
As she spoke, Yeong-eun’s expression went blank, and her focus vanished for a moment.
“Yeong-eun?”
“Ah, sorry. What did I just say?”
“You said something felt strange.”
“Ah, that… hmm…”
She furrowed her brow, struggling to pinpoint the dissonance she had just felt. She tapped her fingers and bit her lip, but her face showed she couldn't remember at all.
With a face full of irritation, she let out a heavy sigh.
“Why am I like this? I’m sure I was thinking of it just a second ago.”
“You can’t remember?”
“Yes, hold on a moment.”
As she stood there irritated in an office look with holes cut out for her breasts and pussy, she looked exactly like a career-woman boss losing her temper.
An actress is truly different. No matter what she wears, she makes it work.
That unique aura of hers constantly poked at a man’s desires—the desire to conquer her.
“Haa, no matter how much I think about it, I can’t remember. I feel like it was something important.”
“If you can’t remember despite trying so hard, maybe it wasn't that important after all.”
“I hope so.”
Haa.
She sighed once more.
“Are you tired?”
“Yes, I had an all-night shoot yesterday. As you know, it was the final day of filming.”
“I suppose you don't need me to come to the set anymore.”
“It would be much better if you came in person, Jae-ho. But you have your own livelihood, don't you? I can't interfere with that.”
“Thank you for being so considerate.”
“I’ll be resting for a while and looking for a good project.”
“Shall I massage your shoulders?”
“I’d love that. So I finally get to experience the famous massage from Jae-ho?”
“It’s not that big of a deal. I’ll just be lightly loosening the muscles today.”
“Please.”
Yeong-eun turned her back to me.
With her hair tied up, her clean neckline was exposed, momentarily stealing my gaze. Her flawless white skin and the short, stray hairs that escaped the tie were strangely attractive.
“You really are beautiful.”
“I hear that a lot.”
I gently kneaded her shoulders. I touched her softly, as if caressing her with my fingertips. I tenderly soothed the muscles that had just been tightened by exercise, melting away her fatigue.
“Mmm… as expected, you’re… good.”
Every time my fingers manipulated her shoulder muscles, Yeong-eun’s body trembled.
“I practice all the time.”
“Who do you practice on? I doubt you practice alone.”
“Naturally, I practice while working on other members.”
“Hngh, other members. Who is there? Hyat!”
A sweet moan escaped her.
“There aren't that many. There’s Miju and Ye-seul, whom you saw before, and one office worker.”
“There’s one more, isn't there?”
“Pardon?”
“Did you think I wouldn't find out?”
“What… are you talking about…?”
Yeong-eun continued, still looking forward.
“I didn't know you had a world-class tennis star as a member. Someone more famous than me… I was quite jealous, you know?”
She knew that much?
I reflexively swallowed hard. How did she know? Did I mention it? No, I never told her. I thought I only said I had other members.
Did she send someone to dig into me?
Suddenly, I remembered the feeling of being watched when I was home alone. Was that one of Yeong-eun’s people?
A chill ran down my spine. I broke out in a cold sweat.
Did they see? A normal person who isn't under hypnosis?
It was frustrating that I couldn't see Yeong-eun’s face right now. I wanted to read her expression to figure out her intent.
No, maybe this is for the best.
If she had seen my face, she would have noticed I’d lost my composure, which would have only increased her suspicion. In times like this, a direct approach is better.
Even if I don't know what cards she’s holding.
I have hypnosis.
The additional hypnosis I had placed on her:
[Every time she doubts me or the hypnosis I’ve cast, her affection for me increases.]
It was a choice I could make because I was confident that would protect me somehow.
“How did you know?”
“I have my ways.”
“Did you actually send someone to tail me?”
“Do you think I would do that?”
“Then you didn't?”
“…”
No answer. This made it even scarier. I’d rather she just say it.
“I did,” Yeong-eun finally replied.
“Why did you do that?”
“Because you were contacting another member separately from me. I wanted to see what kind of relationship you two had.”
Yeong-eun’s voice was still relaxed. My mind raced. Even so, my fingers were still massaging her shoulders.
“What did you see?”
“I didn't see much. Just that the two of you go back and forth from the training grounds together. That’s about it.”
She saw plenty.
As expected, the gaze I felt back then must have been Yeong-eun’s person. If they saw that much, there was no room for excuses. To a normal person, it would have been an unbelievable sight.
Damn it. I was careless.
I had let my guard down, thinking no one would come to such a private space. How could I have guessed a tracker was attached to me?
My fingers kneading her shoulders grew tighter.
Rustle, rustle.
The sound of my fingers brushing against her shirt echoed between us.
“Hngh~. Hyat. That feels good right there.”
Yeong-eun actively leaned into my touch.
“What are you going to do?”
“What do you want me to do?”
I couldn't answer. I had no idea what she would demand using this as bait. Was the hypnosis even holding up?
Seeing as she was still wearing that outfit, it seemed so. She even trembled intermittently during the massage. Literally, she was feeling deep pleasure from my fingers.
“I’m finished with the shoulder massage.”
“Haa, haa… Good work. That great sports star certainly has a reason to keep coming back to you, Jae-ho.”
After the massage, Yeong-eun turned around to face me. Her face, which had been full of irritation earlier, now had a slight glow.
What was this?
“You asked what I was going to do, right?”
“…”
“I’m not some low-life reporter looking to spark a scandal with this kind of thing. I only want one thing. Give me this shoulder massage every day after my workout.”
“…Is that all?”
“Yes. Did you think I was going to extort money from you with this information? You said you two aren't dating, right? You aren't actually dating, are you?”
“We aren't.”
We’ve slept together, but we aren't dating.
“Then that’s fine.”
“Understood.”
“I always want to receive the best treatment. Whether it’s from a broadcasting station, a film company, or the trainer in charge of me. Got it? You know what I mean.”
Yeong-eun’s eyes flashed sharply.
At this point, whether she was under hypnosis or not wasn't the issue.
“I understand.”
“I like that you’re smart, Jae-ho.”
She hadn't possessed the affection of a lover from the start. It was affection for my ability.
There are many kinds of affection, but…
Had she been irritated all this time just because she felt she wasn't getting the "best treatment"?
Reflexively, I looked at Yeong-eun’s lower half as she stood up.
Through the gaping hole in the crotch, her exposed pussy was dripping with arousal, soaking her pants.
The hypnosis was definitely working normally.
And yet, she still had this kind of momentum. Yoo Young-eun was truly terrifying.
“Oh, and my pictorial is coming out next week. I’ll send you a copy myself as a gift.”
She wore the smile of a winner. I realized once again that she was someone I could never allow to break free from the hypnosis.
*
After sending Yeong-eun home, I let out a long sigh.
Both Yeong-eun and Hyun-kyung were high-level members. But the depth of the hypnosis on the two of them was clearly different.
Was it because of a level difference? No. They were the same level. Women who were likely at the absolute maximum level.
However, for Hyun-kyung, her perception of me through hypnosis had transformed into romantic affection, and she showed me such deep trust that she would follow anything I said.
But Yeong-eun?
She trusts me, but it’s a different kind.
She still doubted me, and through that doubt, her affection for me grew. Why?
The only difference I could think of was…
The reason she approached me.
For Yeong-eun, the catalyst was wanting to make a pictorial with the photos I took. On the other hand, Hyun-kyung’s catalyst was wanting to receive help through my massage, rehabilitation, and training skills to compete in tournaments.
Is that the difference?
Whether they came to me for the gym’s specific functions or not? Perhaps that’s why one assimilated into the hypnosis more easily.
This was the only possibility that came to mind right now. I couldn't think of anything else.
To be certain, I needed Hyun-kyung, but she had already left for the United States.
I’ll look into it later.
I was certain that the reason Hyun-kyung assimilated so easily would eventually become the key to completely submerging Yeong-eun in hypnosis.
“I’ll have to be careful around Yeong-eun.”
I felt it clearly through this incident. she was a ticking time bomb whose hypnosis could break at any moment.
And then.
Vrrr, vrrr!
My phone rang.
—Oppa! Where are you?
It was Miju.