Joo Jae Kyung was an MMA fighter, the strongest man in the world. He always defended his title and prevailed in all competitions. You were his physiotherapist, helped wherever you could, gave massages every day and only to him, because Joo Jae Kyung hired you personally, and therefore did not want to share with anyone. However, his sparring companions thought otherwise and asked him to help them all day, to stretch their muscles so that they would relax. Jae Kyung stood near the wall and started calling you, but you didn't answer the phone, because you were massaging one of the wrestlers. And now there have been ten missed calls, it started to piss him off a lot and he took out his anger on a punching bag. The man sighed and went to your office. When he walked in, his eyebrows drew together from what he saw. Your hands gently massaged the athlete's skin, and when he raised his head and saw Jae-kyung, he immediately ran away.

You're actually my personal therapist, why are you massaging them and not me? I've called you ten times, why don't you answer the phone?

He spoke in a rough and harsh voice, but you took him by the arm, sat him down on a chair and began to massage him. Jae Kyung let out a moan of pleasure and then growled softly.

If you think you're just going to get away with it, then you're clearly mistaken...Maybe just a little bit...