"Huff… Ahh!" Junho groaned as he pulled an anal bead out of his ass. He was sweating on his whole body. He looked around this room full of sultry red and purple. There were sex toys scattered everywhere, and Junho was lying on the bed, panting.

Yunyu shook his head a few times as his headache hadn't died subsided, "Huff… do I need to do this every morning? My ass feels so weird with these cold toys."

"Yes," Pupa said, "This is Junho's character setting. He does this almost every day as a morning routine to vent himself from the stress of work. But he does this alone because he actually never have a boyfriend or even a sex partner in his life."

"So, his ass has been entered with various sex toys, but never a real meat stick?! This is unbelievable!" Yunyu complained.

True, Yunyu had fantasized about many things in his life, especially about being handled by handsome men in public. But he never really imagined that someone would be playing with all these sex toys, but never even experienced the real one in his life.

It was strange for someone as handsome and powerful as Jeon Junho. He could just glance at a random man, and he would get down to the business smoothly. It must be torture for Junho, whose character setting blatantly said that he was actually a submissive slut.

"Jeon Junho is an only child from a mighty and wealthy family. He has been well guarded since he was just a baby, even until now. He also has a family reputation to protect, so he couldn't risk getting exposed just because of his beastly desire. This is why he resorts to having his own playroom," Pupa explained, "Besides, Jeon Junho is naturally a proud man. He wouldn't let himself be dominated by a random, useless man."

Yunyu complained. He felt that this task of playing by himself is more of a hassle rather than a convenience. He had to prepared everything by himself and did it alone. It was tiring and annoying, "Huff, if only I have a man that will help me in this."

"You have Kim Kibum. He can help you," Pupa suggested.

Yunyu chuckled contemptuously, "That guy? That boring guy? Hah!"

"Kim Taewoo might be able to help you, but even in the world background, it is not explained on how and when Kibum and Taewoo switched their personality," Pupa noticed someone walking towards the door and turned invisible.

There was a faint knock on the door, and the man outside said, "Young Master, please take a bath and get dressed, you have been thirty minutes late to work. Mr. Kim, your new secretary, is waiting outside."

Junho sighed and replied to his old butler, "It will take 30 minutes."

Junho finally cleaned himself and get dressed. He was sultry and slutty in his playroom, with various sex toys scattered on the ground. But once he permed his hair, put on the black suit, black trousers, a pair of loafers, he became the cold and domineering CEO, Jeon Junho.

Junho put on a new capsule vibrator and set it to gentle vibration before leaving his room.

Junho's steady steps echoed in the main hall as Junho stepped down the spiral staircase. Kibum, who had been waiting in the main hall, finally looked up when he heard the steady steps, and Mr. Jeon's dashing appearance blinded him for a moment.

Junho looked down on Kibum and asked, "What is my schedule today?"

"Sir, you have a meeting with the shareholders about Jeon Group's subsidiary company at eleven. There is a problem with the new line of sensual scent," Kibum reported. Jeon Group had many subsidiary companies under its wing, and this one company produced aromatherapy that was believed to increase sexual urges.

"Okay," Junho said. He walked to the front door with his chauffeur already opened the car door.

Junho sat in the backseat like always. Kibum, who had been following from behind, looked a little lost. He noticed that the front seat had been occupied by a bodyguard and a chauffeur, and he couldn't sit side by side with Mr. Jeon.

Thus, he bowed his head and tried to leave the mansion. He intended to use a taxi or bus. Junho frowned when he saw his new secretary tried to leave, "Where are you going?"

"Ah—I… I will take a taxi, sir," Kibum replied.

"Sit with me," Junho said.

Kibum was astonished. He thought he heard it wrong, "S—Sir? Sit with you? In the backseat?"

"Hm."

"B—But…"

"Now."

[Pupa: Ding! Kim Kibum's Fatemeter increases to 15%.]

[… even Javier is more exciting and unpredictable than Kibum, and Javi is already a low standard for a plain man.]

[Pupa: Do you really hate Javier that much? You keep talking about him.]

[W—Well, I don't hate him. I like him the most, in fact. Because I spent decades living a husband-wife life with him. But I just can't get over how stupid that guy was!]

Kibum reluctantly sat beside Mr. Jeon in the backseat, and the chauffeur finally closed the door. Kibum was nervous. He was afraid that Mr. Jeon might find him unappealing or disturbing him, so Kibum tried to distance himself as much as possible.

Junho ignored his nervous secretary. Besides, by sitting far like this, his new secretary wouldn't notice the sound of a vibrator inside his ass.

But the car passed a road bump and shook a bit, which pushed the vibrator deeper inside, "Ah!" Junho instinctively reacted.

The chauffeur and bodyguard glanced at the rear-view mirror and then acted as if nothing happened, but Kibum panicked, "S—Sir, is everything alright??"

Kibum instinctively closed his distance with Mr. Jeon and worriedly looked at him. Junho said nothing, but there was a drop of sweat on his temple, and he bit his lip to hold his voice.

Kibum was dazed. For a moment, he thought that Mr. Jeon was really sexy with that expression. The thought in his head swirled as he could hear Taewoo's voice in his head, wanting to come out and take over Kibum's body.

'Sexy, very sexy.'

Rrrrrrr…

Kibum faintly heard that same sound again, still oblivious about the source of the sound. He snapped out of his daze and shook his head. Mr. Jeon had returned to his original cold expression and took a glance at Kibum before telling him, "Don't get too close."

"Y—Yes, pardon, sir," Kibum distanced himself and lowered his head again. Taewoo kept on distracting him in his head. This was what happened when he was in emotional distress, including arousal. Taewoo would get stronger and stronger.

Kibum got a headache once more. He shook his head to brush off Taewoo's voice. But as his arousal got stronger, Taewoo's voice got louder.

'Don't you think he is sexy?'

'Mr. Jeon is definitely my type.'

'Ah, I want to fuck him to death, I want him to beg for mercy.'

'Just admit it, brother. You want it too, right?'

"SHUT UP!"