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It was supposed and agreed that the day after your session with Yeji you would return to the girls’ house to meet Ryujin, but an unexpected and bittersweet event ruined all your plans. In fact, it was not just one event, but two. The first was about your job. The spa had been having a considerable increase in the number of clients during that whole month, and you as a worker were the first to notice it, but what you never expected was to reach that point, where you had to work extra hours to be able to cover all requests and reservations that came in daily.

You had no complaints about it, it was work and extra money, and Ryujin, like the rest of the girls, had understood it perfectly. Of course, the money wasn’t the only thing making all that hard work and overtime worth it, as you’ve hosted some industry bigwigs at the spa, and best of all, each one was just as hot as the previous one. Saerom and Nagyung from Fromis, Hwasa from Mamamoo, Kwon Eunbi, etc. Even Lee Chaeyeon (with whom you constantly broke the no penetration rule) was with you during those days, and from that session with her, she was sending you endless messages and lewd photos, letting you understand how addicted she was to you, and how much she needed you.

The second unexpected event, naturally, was that the Itzy girls were still idols with a career and activities, and from one moment to the next their schedules were completely full. It wasn’t until three weeks after your encounter with Yeji that your free slots on your schedules finally matched up.

The week leading up to your visit to Ryujin was pretty unusual, to say the least. The work environment felt strangely different, but it was Juyeon’s and Sunwoo’s fault, your two co-workers who were incredibly irritable and stressed absolutely every day of the week. You related it to something as simple as all the pressure you’ve been under lately, and you would have come to that conclusion if it wasn’t for something else extremely weird that happened that week.

You had your appointment with Ryujin on Friday afternoon, right after you got off work, but starting Monday, in your free time you began to receive deliveries of all kinds of fruit, strawberries, mangoes, bananas, peaches, and in much larger quantities, pineapple. Accompanying each delivery was a little note that specifically said to make sure you enjoyed it well, and that they were sent with a lot of love. You tried to find explanations about it, but your receptionist told you that they were anonymous deliveries, and that she had no idea what it could be, but you were suspicious.

By Thursday you had gotten used to eating the same fruits every day, you weren’t complaining, luckily you liked pineapples a lot, but that didn’t stop you from continuing to be suspicious of just one specific person, a person whose name began with Sh and ended with In Ryujin. Who else would be able to do something like that? And coincidentally the week in which you were going to see her? It must have been one of her dirty tricks. Besides, you weren’t a fool, and you knew perfectly well the popular beliefs that people had about pineapple, you didn’t fully know the veracity of that information, but the simple gesture led you to conclude that it was only about her.

The long-awaited day finally arrived, in the morning you had written to Ryujin, asking her for a confirmation about whether the plan was still on or not, she gave you the affirmative, and you spent the whole day looking at the clock like a teenager waiting for the last bell of summer. Luckily for you the day went by quite quickly, you only had two clients that day, and when you least expected it, your departure time was just around the corner.

You left your spa room after leaving it clean and tidy like every day, to sit on one of the sofas in the reception while you drank a hot coffee. The minutes passed, and when the clock marked your departure time, you immediately got up to go collect your things and leave. You already had your backpack on your shoulder, walking straight to the exit when the receptionist called you.

“Hey! Don’t go yet!” the receptionist said, and you immediately turned around with a raised eyebrow, “someone came.”

“Huh?” you frowned, somewhat offended since it was already your departure time, “Why doesn’t Sangyeon cover me? Or Eric!” you asked, turning around.

“This person specifically requested you,” she said, looking at her computer and typing something you couldn’t see, “you can’t say no, I’m sorry.”

“Ugh, you gotta be fucking kidding me…” you muttered clearly annoyed, reluctantly walking back to the spa room.

You sent a message to Ryujin, telling her that something had come up at the last moment and that you would be a little late. You stayed propped up against one of the massage tables, watching impatiently as she’d seen the message, but she just wasn’t responding.

“Fuck… she’s going to hate me…” you muttered to yourself, putting your hands up to your face and clearing your throat in frustration. At that moment, the bedroom door opened, and a short woman came in, dressed in baggy black pants, white hoodie, white beanie and circular glasses. She took off her mask, revealing a face that completely blew you away at how beautiful it was. You stepped forward to greet her with a bow, “Welcome, I’ll be your host today!”

“Oh hi,” she returned the bow to you, “I don’t think so, that’s not why I came here.”

“Uh?” you frowned in confusion.

“Well… I’ll be as brief as possible with you,” she approached you with slow steps, until she stood in front of you, “my name is Noh Jihye, but you can call me Noze.”

“Noze? Like the English word?” you asked, genuinely confused.

“Uh-uh,” she shook her finger, “Nou-zi. With Z,” she clarified.

“Ah, sure,” you nodded, “and what brings you here then?”

“Well, I’m going to tell you this and I don’t want you to freak out,” she sighed, scratching her forehead with a finger, “I’m Aespa’s manager,” your eyes widened, and you froze. She couldn’t be serious, Aespa? The girlgroup that was at Coachella not so long ago? “Well, I wasn’t expecting any other reaction, look,” she took you by the shoulder, and walked with you until she sat down on one of the individual sofas, “I am perfectly aware of the services you offer here, and not only the services, but also what you do for idols.”

“What do you mean by that? I only give massages…” you thought about it for a moment, “well, and with some extra services.”

“Honey, don’t get smart with me, you fuck any idol that asks you to,” she said clean and without mincing words. You blushed, and with a sigh you took a hand to the temple.

“That doesn’t happen often, please don’t tell the receptionist,” you said embarrassed.

“I’m not going to say anything, calm down, that’s not important right now anyway,” she crossed her legs, looking to the side, towards the decoration in the room, that’s when you analyzed her stupidly beautiful face in detail, above all, her marked and attractive jaw. She might as well be an idol too, you were very puzzled as to why she was only a manager, “First of all, of course the agency really appreciates your discretion with this whole thing.”

“God, just get to the point, you’re making me nervous.”

“Well, Itzy’s manager and I have been good friends since college,” she started, and at that moment you knew how screwed you were, you just kept quiet, “he highly recommended you,” again, your eyes widened, there was no fucking way, “and well, I don’t know if you know but my girls will have a world tour very soon, and they have certain needs to cover, as you will understand.”

“Wow wow wow,” you said, putting the brakes on the conversation since you had a lot to process in a very short time, “Itzy’s manager knows about my… you know,” you couldn’t find a way to say it, “visits?”

“Oh yes, he talks about you a lot, actually,” she stood in front of you, crossing her arms.

“And he allows all that to happen?” You raised both eyebrows, “I can’t believe it, that’s fucking surreal, how come I’m not in trouble? Or how are the girls not in trouble?”

“Easy, he doesn’t care to stop all your dirty little games, the girls are happy and de-stressed all the time,” she looked into your eyes, “you really must have a magic cock, huh?” she laughed, and you were sure you blushed again.

“I’m not going to comment on that,” you said curtly, trying to look away since her gaze was burning you.

“Anyway, the incident with Yuna almost caused a big problem within the group,” she said, her tone more serious, “you really did a miracle getting that brat back home without anyone knowing.”

“Are you telling me that he knows in detail what I do with them?” you made a face of disgust.

“Uh? No!” she denied instantly, “It’s not like he has cameras like some psychopaths, or anything like that, he only knows where the girls go and who enters their house at all times, he doesn’t care what they do.”

“Well, that calms me down a bit, but what the fuck, how does he know that anyway!” you said, realizing it was just as absurd.

“I can’t tell you anything about it, everyone has their own methods of keeping their group safe,” she shrugged, heading to the exit, “I’ll keep an eye on you, pretty boy, keep up the good work, and maybe soon a juicy new contract will come your way,” she winked at you in an unnecessarily attractive way, and then walked out of the room, leaving you staring blankly and completely still.

During the time that you had been talking with Noze, Ryujin had never crossed your mind. Desperate, you immediately took out your phone to check your chat with her, and you found a series of pleasant surprises that made you hate Noze with all your life for having chosen such a bad time to introduce herself to you. The chat was full of all sorts of lewd stuff, most notably photos and videos. The photos got progressively hotter as the messages went by, to the point where she was completely naked on camera. Leg spread, stomach down, on her knees and hands, short videos rubbing her pussy, all of that was just a part of everything she had sent you.

What spilled the water from the glass was a voice note that she sent as her last message:

“ Daaaaddyyyyy! Where are you? I’m so in need of a good cock that I don’t know how much more I can take, come quickly or I’ll have to resort to my plan B!” Ryujin said in the voice note with a sensual and provocative voice.

You turned off the phone screen and ran out of the spa room, past the reception, picked up your backpack again and ran as fast as you could without looking crazy towards your car. You didn’t play music on the way to the girl’s house, your mind was so busy imagining what Ryujin might be doing while you were gone that your brain couldn’t even focus on two tasks at once, so you drove in complete silence.

When you arrived in front of the girls’ house, the first thing that caught your attention was something that certainly didn’t make you happy. There were two vehicles already parked, easily recognizable to you since you saw them every day in the morning and in the afternoon. They were the cars of Sunwoo and Juyeon, your coworkers. You stopped before parking, thinking that all the stress those two had been carrying throughout the week was finally beginning to make sense to you. You were a little angry, but not with them, but with the artifice of all that provocation. You never believed that Ryujin could become such a bitch, but damn she exceeded all your expectations.

You parked your car to the far right, right next to Sunwoo’s car, and then turned off the engine. You got out of the car, slammed the door, and walked gritting your teeth towards the house gate, to enter the password and walk inside. You went up to the second floor right away, not meeting any of the girls on your way, and when you entered the living room, your whole face relaxed, and the anger seemed to vanish from your body.

Lia was lying face down on the sofa, her feet up and propped up on her elbows as she used an iPad, wearing nothing but white panties that exposed all of her round ass. You sighed, taking a few steps towards her until she noticed your presence, looking over her shoulder and giving you a small smirk.

“Is it me or every time I come here you have fewer clothes on?” you smiled, standing in front of her and looking at her whole body. You noticed a certain shine under the thin fabric of her panties, right at the parting of her buttocks. A shiny gem, probably from a plug, but you decided not to say anything.

“It’s not usually like that, I just wanted to do it today because I know you’d come,” she winked at you, “Ryujin and your friends are waiting for you upstairs in her room, I’d hurry if I were you.”

“That bitch is fucking unbearable, I can’t believe she was capable of that,” you huffed in annoyance, turning around and walking down the hall to the stairs.

“She doesn’t like to wait, and she did exactly what she knew would make you feel guilty,” Lia said, glancing back at her iPad.

“It’s okay, I’ll show that little slut who’s boss between the two of us,” that was the last thing you said to Lia before going up to the third floor.