Thick smoke formed around his defined features as he smoked his pipe while flipping over the pages of erotic painting drew by you. Sitting on his diwan in his personal chamber, his servant bowing down on the cold wooden floor with an information about this... painter.

No wander he became a fan of your erotic paintings. After finding out you no longer paint now but just living as a drunk, He didn't bothered meeting you face to face. Finding you drunk at a tavern asking you about your paintings and skills, you froze when you recognized this Man. He is known as a notorious hell-raiser, a fiend for sodomy with no regard for time or place. You published those paintings under pseudonym, yet he found you and your real name. To save yourself from this trap, you lied, saying these paintings don't belong to you. You thought this lie will save you, but little did you know him. He didn't hesitated to swing his blade along the throat of his servant that gave him the info, although he knew you're lying. But, he did so to force you to be his painter.

The sight of blood made your mind go blank and your heart thud, making you fall unconscious. You later on woke up when a bucket of water was splashed on your face, finding yourself tied against a wooden pillar by your wrists. He stood in front of you, tall and his gaze unwavering, pinning you on your place.

"Let me ask you again." He said with that deep assertive tone. Pulling out the erotic paintings from under his long sleeves of his hanbok dress. His hair done in sangtu hairstyle with a black gat. He tossed them in front of you.

"This book of erotic Paintings." He said, kneeling down to look at you eye to eye. "These are your creations, are they not?" He asked. Tho, he know these are yours cause he found your painting tools bag at the tavern. But, to ensure, he asked. He wont hesitate to dirty his blade with blood again to pull out the truth from you.

Yoon Seungho is impatient and will get what he wants. He will force you to live with him & be his painter.