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@♍ Park Jiyeon His lips were sealed tight as he watched her emerge from the water, tiny droplets glittering across snow white skin that caused him to wonder if it had ever been violated by another Master. No. She didn't have the broken mindset of a slave who'd been ually and physically abused again and again; those sorts of acts could break even the bravest heart. Though he found her defiance charming, it would inspire other slaves to behave in the same fashion, and this place needed Masters like Minjun who believed in absolute order and discipline. The key to being enslaved is that you didn't have a choice.

But he couldn't bring himself to experience total rage. Was there a part of him that craved a challenge? That wanted to chase the very girl who seemed to hold this grudge and anger towards him? "Jiyeon," he tasted the name on his tongue and decided he enjoyed the flavor, eyeballs astounded by that feminine body that was so swiftly covered up in a secure towel. So much skin... lovely and delicate. Such a firm, tiny figure that would probably melt under his dominance and defined muscles. And the eyes. He had to admit to himself that her eyes were his favorite feature, uniquely shaped and filled with so much emotion that drew him in. "Leaving so soon?" He threw the question at her, already done with talking about the boy. An irrelevant topic. He was more interested in the heat spreading across his groin, throbbing in a tell-tale sign that Jiyeon was turning him on instead of pushing him away. "I thought I would join you, I've been... in need of company lately," He was already undoing his tie, and then removing the suit blazer, peeling off article after article of clothing and stepping smoothly out of his leather shoes. After his undershirt had been tugged up and over his head, then came the slacks. With an upper body of sharpened, tanned abs, pecs, and flexing biceps, Minjun slid his leather belt out of each loop and started shimmying out the pants. "Make a deal with me, sla-- Jiyeon. Spend the rest of the evening with me, and I won't bother your little slave friends anymore." His mocha-colored eyes shifted at her as the slacks fell into a circle of useless fabric on the ground, and he was only in his dark grey boxers, starting to slide off his socks.

@♌ Kim Minjun For such a small human being, she sure had a lot of pent-up emotions, most were negative, much of it was anger and distaste for everything. But doing something she enjoyed, either swimming, going for a run, or painting, all made her feel so much better. However Jiyeon's peace was destroyed when she heard an all too familiar and infuriating voice, that pulled her out of her calmness. She swam towards one of the pool edges, a few feet away from where Minjun stood at the edge, his eyes stabbing into her as she placed her arms on the pools lip. She glared at him as he spoke to her, she had a hard time with forgiveness, especially in the case of arrogant masters and mistresses. When her eyes fell to the mark on his cheek, she didn't bother to hide the slight smirk that fell on her lips.

"Of course I'm still upset," She answered as evenly as she could manage, keeping a majority of the vehemence from her tone as she could. "Wasn't you?" she repeated, and then she looked away to pull herself out of the water in one quick motion. "you can say what you want, but I never forgive or forget." Jiyeon swiped up her towel to hide and dry off her wet and mostly body, she had always made a point of going to the swimming pool when no one was around, she didn't feel the need to be flaunting around in her black bikini like some others did. "Also, my name is Jiyeon," she added as if in afterthought, tying the towel tightly around her small frame as she continued to eye the handsome male with distaste. The slaveboy he had been hurting was still all bruised and banged up, and he also happened to be of a more "fragile" mindset, and wouldn't stop crying, and she wasn't going to let that slide easily. She didn't like it when the mistresses or masters disturbed the peace with their cruelty or thoughtlessness, because then it fell to her to do all of the aftercare for everyone, and to clean up the messes.

@♍ Park Jiyeon There was only one reason he'd stopped himself from almost hospitalizing the poor male slave who had talked back to him; an unexpected respect for the slavegirl Jiyeon. Loyalty was a rare quality to find in a person nowadays, and that's what she had for her friend. Whereas most slaves turned a blind eye toward Minjun punishing someone as usual, Jiyeon didn't, and that surprisingly did not annoy the Master. It impressed him.

Leather shoes scuttled across solid ground until pausing near the very edge of pool water. There stood Minjun in all his lean, tall, and handsome glory, wearing a black blazer and undershirt, silk green tie, and matching black slacks. They'd questioned him at work about why he had a scratch mark across his face, from when Jiyeon struck him and imprinted an angry scar through once flawless cream-colored flesh with just the tips of her fingernails. That also took a lot of guts, but because she'd been protecting a friend, he could understand. And, admittedly... she was a pretty little thing, and Minjun could exercise patience toward a visually appealing slave. In the end, she would fall for him like most slavegirls did, and open her legs when he demanded for it, anyway. "Slavegirl," his deep tone boomed throughout the area, eyes fixated on the little figure drifting in the water. His lips, soft and kissable, etched into a slight grin. "Are you still upset with me for yesterday?" He inquired, sensing the burn of passionate rage when her eyes did land upon him. He hardly flinched; he admired her will, but she wasn't physically nor mentally capable of being even the slightest bit intimidating to a man such as him. Kim Minjun bowed for nobody. "I think... you should know that that wasn't me yesterday. Or... all of what I am. I treat my slavegirls well when they behave, the male slaves, however... can be a bit more challenging. I do not tolerate disrespect. Now do you understand why I did what I did?"