By day, Joon-ho runs a discreet, high-end massage clinic in Seoul, specializing in pain relief and body alignment. But behind the soundproof doors, his true gift lies in reading the deepest cravings of the women who walk through his door—and giving their bodies exactly what they need.

From overworked executives to national celebrities, no woman leaves untouched—or unchanged.

When Harin, his former campus crush turned office worker, reenters his life, one night of pleasure turns into something far more dangerous: connection, obsession, and a partnership that blurs every boundary between business, pleasure, and possession.

Now, she’s not just in his bed.

She’s in his clinic.
His lap.
His world.

And she wants to watch everything.

Ha-eun padded softly toward the balcony, the late-night cityscape flickering in the window's reflection, each neon pulse echoing the raw fullness deep in her body. Every step sent a slow, heavy tremor through her belly—a living heat, Joon-ho's cum pooled thick and hot inside her, barely contained as she pressed her palm to her lower abdomen, half to savor the feeling, half to keep any from escaping. Her nipples tingled with the chill, hard points pressing against the thin silk of her robe. The faintest ache lingered at her entrance, sweet and sore, as if every muscle remembered exactly how she'd been filled.


Chapter 160 - Chapter 160: Balcony Breaths