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In a café in Yangpyeong, Gyeonggi Province.

The private café, extending up to the second floor terrace, isn’t bustling with customers at 3 p.m. on a weekday.

On the terrace of the café, only three women sit at a table. Two of them appear tense, as if attending an interview, sitting upright with rigid posture. The third woman, wearing sunglasses, sifts through documents.

The woman in sunglasses is Choi Seong-mi. At thirty-six, her neatly trimmed V-cut hair touches her chin. With fair, smooth skin exuding an air of abundance but also coldness and intimidation.

Sitting in front are a mother-daughter pair; the mother, Jang Eun-young, is 45 years old, and her daughter, Kim Yoon-jeong, is 22.

After meticulously organizing the documents, Choi Seong-mi speaks.

“The total debt amounts to 472 million. The house has been auctioned off… There’s no more money to squeeze out.”

Both the mother and daughter bow their heads in silence, unable to utter a word.

A twist of fate had occurred. Unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure of debts following the failure of her husband’s business, he resorted to suicide.

However, his suicide didn’t erase everything. To secure funds, loans were taken out under Jang Eun-young and Kim Yoon-jeong’s names, and personally, money was borrowed from acquaintances for her husband and father.

Even after excluding the debt erased by the husband’s suicide, the looming debt haunting Jang Eun-young and Kim Yoon-jeong amounted to a staggering 472 million.

For ordinary housewife Jang Eun-young and university student Kim Yoon-jeong, this was an insurmountable sum. They could sell every organ in their bodies and still fall short.

The pressure from the debt collection agency was beyond what they could handle. Just as the mother and daughter were contemplating an extreme decision, this woman, Choi Seong-mi, approached them.

Regardless of who disclosed their situation to her, she offered a lifeline akin to salvation to the mother and daughter.

“As I mentioned over the phone, if you work at our house, we’ll ensure you’re well-fed and housed stably, sending your salaries to the debt collection agency regularly.”

The mother and daughter couldn’t refuse Seong-mi’s offer.

While repaying the entire 472 million was impossible, they had no place to live, no cash or cards for immediate needs, not even money for food.

Moreover, being threatened by men who looked like loan sharks was terrifying.

“Yes… Please help us.”

Mother Jang Eun-young said, bowing her head.

“Yes. We understand that you agree. Then, both of you will come home with me immediately. Your tasks there will be…”

Mother and daughter anxiously awaited Seong-mi’s words.

“Mother, you’ll work as a housekeeper at my house. You’ll have to do everything a homemaker does – cooking, shopping, cleaning, laundry, organizing, and more. It won’t be easy since the house has two floors.”

“Yes… Please entrust me. I’ll work hard…”

“And for the daughter… I hope you can assist me and my husband as a secretary. Can you drive?”

Daughter Kim Yoon-jeong nervously replied to Seong-mi’s question.

“Yes, yes! I know how to drive.”

“Alright then. One of the roles as a secretary includes driving. If we hire a separate driver, we wouldn’t need to pay you extra for transportation.”

“Yes… I-I’ll handle all the driving. Please trust me, ma’am.”

“Yes. And when my husband and I work at home or go out, you’ll serve as a secretary by our side.”

“Yes… Madam.”

“Hmph.”

Choi Seong-mi chuckled slightly at being called ‘Madam.’

“Well then, would you like to come home with me? You can meet my husband and finalize the contract with Choi Jong.”

“Yes, Madam.”

And so, the two women rode in Choi Seong-mi’s car to somewhere.

—

Nestled beneath the green mountains of Yangpyeong, the two-story villa looked like a luxurious building worth tens of millions at first glance.

Scanning the surroundings, there were no ordinary houses in sight, only scattered pensions and villas. It seemed like a place where commoners couldn’t afford to live.

As the BMW X5 slowly entered the courtyard of the two-story villa, Choi Seong-mi and the two women got out of the car.

Jang Eun-young and Kim Yoon-jung tensed up again as they looked at the two-story villa where they would be working. A Benz sedan, which seemed to belong to the owner, was parked on one side of the spacious yard.

The garden was beautifully maintained, with not a single neglected spot in sight. Jang Eun-young and Kim Yoon-jung couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed.

“Please, come in~”

Smiling, Choi Seong-mi led them inside the house.

Sunlight streamed in through the large windows into the spacious living room.

As they entered, a man in his early thirties who had been sitting on the sofa stood up, smiling warmly.

“Welcome.”

“Welcome back, dear~”

“Yeah, good job.”

Seong-mi approached the man, who gently patted her back and buttocks with a smile. They looked like a happy and well-suited couple.

“Hello, sir…”

Nervously, Jang Eun-young and Kim Yoon-jung bowed to the man.

“Yes, I’ve heard about you.”

The man seated the women on the living room chairs and began talking. The interview wasn’t tough. It seemed like most important decisions had already been made by his wife, Seong-mi. He simply said pleasant things about getting along well in the future and took out the contract.

“Take your time to go through it carefully.”

“Yes…”

Despite their efforts to scrutinize the contract, understanding its complex contents proved difficult. All that seemed clear was that they would work here, receiving money weekly, which would all be sent to a debt collection agency after covering basic living expenses.

“Sign here.”

“Yes…”

Jang Eun-young and Kim Yoon-jung signed the contract and stamped it. From that moment on, the contract took effect, and the women found themselves living in the man and Seong-mi’s house, obliged to work as instructed by them.

—

That evening, as a gesture of welcome, the man and Seong-mi took the women out for dinner.

Upon returning home, the women unpacked in their rooms. Among the three rooms on the first floor, the second and third largest rooms were designated for each of them.

Mom, Jang Eun-young, took the room closer to the kitchen and bathroom, while her daughter, Kim Yoon-jung, took the room near the storage and boiler room. They were grateful just for having individual rooms.

The first floor was where Jang Eun-young and Kim Yoon-jung lived, while the second floor was solely the space of the man and Seong-mi, the owners of the house.

Night fell, and in the master bedroom on the second floor.

The man lay naked on the bed in the dimly lit room, as Seong-mi, wearing a sheer gown, approached and sat beside him.

“How was your day, Master?”

Seong-mi addressed the man not as her husband but as her Master. That one word revealed the nature of their relationship.

“It was good. Mom looks remarkably young and beautiful for her age. And our daughter resembles her, she’s pretty too.”

“Still, calling us mom and daughter… You’re quite greedy, Master.”

“Haha. I’ve only hired people to ensure our Seong-mi lives comfortably and gets pregnant.”

“Splendid.”

“Hahaha. How does it look to Sungmi?”

The man’s hand removes Sungmi’s gown and caresses her white thigh.

“The woman called Mom is fine, but the woman called daughter, honestly… feels jealous, Master.”

“What? Haha. Our Sungmi gets jealous of everything.”

“She’s much younger than me… I worry a lot that you might give your heart to someone prettier and fresher than me, Master…”

Sungmi lies on top of the man.

The man gently touches Sungmi’s buttocks; under the gown, there is nothing but bare skin.

“Don’t worry. That won’t happen.”

“Promise me one more time… that you’ll understand even if I get jealous and angry at other women…”

“Yes. I’ll understand and pretend not to know.”

“Even if I secretly torment you from behind, Master…”

“Haha. Got it. I have to understand when my cute bitch acts like that. Just don’t let any problems arise. Don’t let the police come or end up in the hospital.”

“Yes, Master. Thank you…”

Sungmi hugs the man tightly.

“Then can I also play with those women without Sungmi knowing?”

“Pfft…! Yes, Master. Play with them as much as you want without me knowing… But if I find out, I won’t leave those women alone quietly without you knowing. And you too…”

“Huh? What about me?”

Sungmi takes off the gown and straddles the man.

Then, she grabs the man’s hardened penis with her hand and brings it towards her buttocks, whispering softly.

“I will tightly squeeze it with my buttocks. Pfft…!”