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On the way back home, sitting in the back seat, Kang Il-hyun loosened his necktie. His body felt languid and heavy from the alcohol. He was leaning back in his seat when Tae-soo sitting in front of him passed an envelope to the back. “Sir, as you mentioned yesterday.”
Il-hyun unfolded it. On the front page was Jang Tae-ho’s picture. He was thirty-three years old. Both parents were deceased ten years ago. Top-ranked admission to university, passed the judicial exam, and entered the training institute. The eldest of two brothers. Below were several cases he had handled.
“Anything else?”
Tae-soo’s gaze shifted from the front to the back.
“Nothing else.”
He had considered trying to find something to use against him, but there was nothing to fault. So there was nothing he could do but kill him. He smirked and turned to the next page. The back page contained detailed information about a missing child registered in a missing child search center.
“What’s this?”
“He had a younger brother who went missing when he was a child. It was said he searches for him whenever he has time, so I attached it just in case.”
Il-hyun casually scanned through the documents. Jang Kyung-joon. Three years old. Went missing in the market. He spoke later than his peers and was wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans when he disappeared. As he turned the page, a picture of the missing child appeared.
Il-hyun’s hand stopped. He turned to the next page and then the next. There were several montages, presumably depicting his current appearance. His gaze lingered on the recent photo for a while. The boy in the picture looked remarkably similar to someone he knew.
“Tae-soo.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Did you see this too?”
“Yes.”
“What do you think about it?”
“I’m not sure.”
Kang Il-hyun turned the documents again, tearing off Jang Tae-ho’s picture and placing it side by side with the recent picture of his brother. The nose and lips were similar, but the eyes looked completely different. Jang Tae-ho resembled a calm and dependable dog, while his brother

“Tae-soo.”
“Yes.”
“Before, you said there was someone identified as Lee Ja-kyung’s uncle.”
Tae-soo nodded. Yes. When they were searching for Lee Ja-kyung who had escaped, they found a person claiming to be his uncle. It wasn’t much of a blood relationship since he had been imprisoned and had very little contact with Lee Ja-kyung’s mother. When they found him, he was in a debilitated state due to drug addiction. After torturing him, he found out about the old house where Lee Ja-kyung lived.
He said this about Lee Ja-kyung’s dead mother.
[She’s my sister, but that woman was crazy. She brought a kid out of nowhere and called him Lee Hyung-joon’s son. Hahaha.]
According to him, after breaking up with Lee Ja-kyung’s father, she gave birth secretly, raised him alone, and came to visit Lee Ja-kyung’s father several years later asking him to take responsibility.
There were many people who resemble others. When they were searching for Lee Ja-kyung who had run away, several similar-looking people were brought in. However, they were not Lee Ja-kyung. Tap, tap, the fingers on the armrest moved rhythmically. It was better to leave some of them unsettled and confirm them later.
“Get him as soon as you can.”
“Yes.”
Il-hyun closed the documents he was looking at and leaned back on the seat. He turned his head and opened the window, catching a glimpse of the flower shop outside. He got out of the car and walked to the front of the shop after telling it to stop. The store’s owner, who was just cleaning up, straightened his back.
“Welcome, how can I help you?”
Seeing Il-hyun’s face, the owner flinched and took a step back.
“Are there any flowers suitable for cats?”
The owner looked puzzled. Excuse me?
“It would be better if it was red.”
***
A fresh citrus scent comes from the foam that fills the bathtub. It felt like his body was melting while soaking in hot water. Ja-kyung reached for a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it. He sucked in the smoke and exhaled, letting it drift away into the fan.
He stretched his arms and moved his head left and right, relieving the tension in his muscles. He missed the massages he used to get in Thailand. It was something he can’t even dream of now. If he were to receive a massage from someone else, it would be like touching the forbidden fruit.
Ja-kyung turned around at the sound of footsteps behind him. It was Kang Il-hyun, dressed in a black shirt, holding a red rose in one hand. As much as he hated to admit it, he looked sexy. Ja-kyung smiled with a cigarette in his mouth.
“What’s with the flowers?”
“I bought them on the way here, for you.”
Ja-kyung put out his cigarette and took the flower to smell it. The rich scent reminded him of their first meeting.
“It smells nice.”
As expected, red roses look good on you. Il-hyun caressed Ja-kyung’s cheek. His face was flushed from being in the hot water for too long. Lee Ja-kyung, who had buried his face in the flower, turned his head and sniffed Il-hyun’s hand.
Il-hyun laughed at the puzzling action.
“Why. Do you think I cheated on you or something?”
Ja-kyung raised his head and met his gaze.
“ No. I thought you might have killed someone. Good thing. I don’t smell blood.”
Il-hyun chuckled, and Ja-kyung asked again.
“How was dinner?”
His brows creased as he thought of the dinner.
“It was boring.”
“And?”
Curiosity filled his eyes. The image of the child in the photo overlapped with the boy in his memory. When he first visited Lee Ja-kyung’s old house, he couldn’t imagine it was a place where a child was raised. Would Lee Ja-kyung be the same if he had met parents who could love him instead of such trashy parents?
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
This time, Jang Tae-ho’s face, which was staring at him in disgust and brimming with a sense of justice, overlaps. Ja-kyung reached out and cupped Il-hyun’s cheek when he didn’t say anything. CEO Kang? Il-hyun drew his hand away and kissed his palm before leaning in and capturing his lips.
Ja-kyung naturally opened his mouth. Their tongues rubbed against each other until they fell off, and Il-hyun’s hand went down his neck and caressed the side of his chest. His head was dizzy, whether from the steam from the hot water or the rising lust.
His lips parted and Il-hyun whispered while looking at him obliquely.
“Lie down.”
Ja-kyung hesitated for a moment but eventually stood up. Splash! The sound of water accompanied the white foam as it smoothly cascaded down his sleek body, like melting vanilla ice cream under the summer sun. When he came out of the bathtub and lay down in the adjacent space, he beckoned to Il-hyun. Come here.
Kang Il-hyun undid his loose tie and threw it aside while swearing. Ha, fuck. If you’re in a good mood, you receive it warmly, and if you’re upset, you make a fuss before receiving it. Therefore, it seems that our cat is in a good mood today. His gaze was drawn to the bouquet of flowers on the shelf as he removed his shirt.
Ja-kyung’s gaze followed suit.
“You’re not going to hit me with that flower, are you?”
“How can I hit you?”
He smiled, holding the lower part of the rose bouquet in one hand and plucking the petals with the other. Lee Ja-kyung’s eyes widened and propped himself up on his elbows. “What are you doing?”
Il-hyun scattered the petals as soon as Ja-kyung finished speaking. Red petals fluttered through the air and landed on Ja-kyung’s smooth body like butterflies. What a waste of flowers. After doing that a few more times, he stopped and looked down while licking his lips.
His eyes were similar to when Ja-kyung showed up with his dick hair shaved, so Ja-kyung warned him.
“Don’t.”
Il-hyun nodded slowly, understanding. He would treat him gently. His gaze trailed down slowly, stopping at Lee Ja-kyung’s dick. It was smooth and hairless, most likely due to the recent waxing performed by Il-hyun himself. He had learned the technique from a top-tier professional.
“Open your legs.”
Ja-kyung raised his knees and spread his legs out to the sides. Kang Il-hyun tilted his head. He reached over and plucked some petals that were near Ja-kyung’s dick, then used his fingertips to trace down from the tip to the base. Ja-kyung’s body twitched, and he tried to close his legs.
“Naughty boy. Spread them
,”
Il-hyun teased while caressing the perineum and then gently touching the back hole area with his fingertip. Ja-kyung tightened up at the touch. Ah, it’s tight. Kang Il-hyun removed his hand and turned around to retrieve a gel from the drawer. He squeezed some of it onto his fingers and thoroughly coated it. His gaze was fierce, but his movements were relaxed. Surprisingly, it was Ja-kung who felt uneasy and repeatedly raised his head to look down below.
“Why are you taking so long today?”
“Don’t be impatient.”
“I’m not impatient, ah!”
The fingers that came inside bend and scratch the inner wall. Ja-kyung held his breath and twisted his waist. Aah. The fingers that had been moving back and forth suddenly stopped, and Il-hyun’s gaze lifted upwards.
“Do you want to do it from above?”
Ja-kyung’s eyes widened. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, then Il-hyun withdrew his hand abruptly. His hole twitched and closed, but Il-hyun reached out his hand again. As Ja-kyung took his hand, his body was pulled up. After removing the petals stuck to his forehead, Il-hyun supported his waist.
Despite having exercised intensively for the past few days, his body felt light. Ja-kyung hugged his neck and wrapped his legs around Il-hyun’s waist. It was embarrassing at first to see himself clinging to and hugging an adult man, but after a while, it became a habit.
As they walked, Il-hyun didn’t stop kissing and sucking on his lips.
“What’s gotten into you? Acting as if you won’t let me do it no matter what.”
Before he finished speaking, the sound of a zipper being pulled down rang out. Huh? Before Ja-kyung could question it, something hard touched his hole. He made a surprised expression, and Il-hyun eased the pressure on his arm. As his body flowed down, Il-hyun’s dick entered Ja-kyung’s entrance.
With each step Il-hyun took, it gradually went in deeper. He knew this would happen. Ja-kyung grimaced and tried to push himself up.
“For fuck’s sake, I’m supposed to be on top!”
But the more he struggled, the more the dick pushed inside. Aah, Ja-kyung couldn’t bear it and rested his forehead on Il-hyun’s shoulder while exerting pressure on both thighs. The scary thing about instincts was that amidst all of this, he kept rubbing his dick against Il-hyun’s abdomen.
Il-hyun walked over to the bed and immediately lay down on his back. With Il-hyun’s dick fully stuffed inside, his stomach felt tight. Ja-kyung gripped Il-hyun’s chest and slowly lifted his upper body. Looking down, he noticed that his own ass was completely engulfing Il-hyun’s dick.
As he glared at him, Il-hyun chuckled and smiled.
“You said you wanted to be on top.”
“F-fuck
”
“I’ve granted your wish, now move.”