Han read the message, his sister sent a few hours ago.
"is this this the right place?" I muttered frustratingly.
Looking outside of my car window. it was a dark pathway, but was slightly lighted with the old styled elegant iron lamps.
Enjoy~*wink*. I remembered the man I asked for directions; I felt some suspicion about his reaction, but I had no choice since I wasn't from this place, or country.
My face looked unemotional, but my brow furrowed deeply. Crazy! I cursed in whisper.
I looked at the text my sister sent, again.
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Han my love~
What?
Go to Love Affair Street, and ask some locals there.
Once you get there, you will see a bunch of purple roses. Once you see them, just follow them, and you will see a big building with a big Mistress sign.
(◕ᴗ◕✿)
—7:28pm
Wait, what's love affair street?.
(ʘᴗʘ✿)Bye~
—7:30pm
Sis?
—7:31pm
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—7:32pm
Unnie!?
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Aish!...who in the hell even named a street, Love Affair!?... I complained.
I rolled my car window down and asked a person who was close enough.
"Excuse me." The person with stylish hair looked at me. "Yes?" The man smiled politely, but when he saw my face, I noticed a faint suspicious glint in his eyes. "Oh...yes~"
My face stiffen for a few seconds but soon relaxed, then asked the other. "Do you know a big building with a mistress sign on it?" I asked in french obviously.
"Ah~ yes. Just go straight then you'll see many purple rose bushes, and follow it ahead, and you'll see the building your looking for.
The man replied in a unnaturally happy tone. My face kept a polite expression but deep inside. Why is he that happy? Excuse me, Do we know each other? I thought in discomfort.
Before closing my window, the man suddenly blinked his other eye then said "enjoy~" in french. My spine shivered secretly but kept on my polite profile as the corner of my lips quivered. "O.....kay" my tone became increasingly high, as I drove off.
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It was 8:31 pm in the night.
Han stood at the slightly lighted pathway, surrounded by the soft glow of the moonlight that filtered through the leaves of the trees above, casting delicate shadows on the ground. The youth, in an impressive height of 6 feet, possessed a presence that naturally drew attention. His skin was a flawless light porcelain, radiating softly in the gentle light of the moon, his raven black hair was styled in a normally used cut, often described as a comma haircut, which framed his angular face perfectly and gave more to his charm, making him appear not only appealing but also intriguingly mysterious in the tranquil darkness of the evening.
He wore a classic brown wool overcoat, along with a black t-shirt inside, and black trousers that aligned with his long and thick legs, with a pair of leather shoes. He exuded a naturally simple but elegant appearance.
His face; a small face with a V-shaped jawline, sharp chin, high cheekbones, his lips naturally perfect plump red lips, his aura tinted with the vibrant glow of both youthfulness and handsomeness, bore a striking resemblance to someone in the blossoming age of their early twenties, marked by smooth skin that seemed to radiate vitality and a certain freshness that is often associated with the carefree days of youth. However, the expression he wore was one of stone, completely devoid of any emotion, which seemed strikingly out of place when considering both his age and the features of his face, which typically would be expected to convey warmth or some semblance of feeling.
Walking straight until he saw a bush peeking at the side. He walked over to see a long stone pathway. At the beautiful scenery, there lay a bunch of rose bushes at each side of the path
way, stacked side-by-side, reaching up the endless pathway.
He stepped on the bluestone pathway; walked along the bluestone pathway, On the side laid abundant lush green bushes, with numerous roses attached. But what surprised Han the most was the expected red roses were an exquisite rich color of purple, the velvet and dewy petals covered in water droplets, glistening under the light of the moon.
"Wah~..... So it's really purple~" Fascinated by the view, I took out my phone to take a few pictures. I never knew purple roses could be grown this many I thought in fascination.
When Han said a few, what he meant was taking ten pictures of the flowers from different angles, then moving on to the next, taking another few pictures in different areas.
After appreciating the scenery, he got out of his daze and went to do what he was going to do in the first place.
While walking, cricket and bugs could be heared along with the bush and leaves singing along with the wind.
"Mhnn... It's surprisingly clean in here," I muttered, and looked around , then thought deeper. "...It's not like the other streets I've been in ever since I living in this country. Well, I'm new, so I might discover other places."
While walking down the long path, I started to hear some kind of rustling in the leaves and multiple deep breathing. Reaching the place where I heard the noise, my body froze and my face stiffened.
On the wooden long bench. he saw a handsome man and a beautiful woman in a beige dress, their bodies intertwined intimately, kissing furiously as moans was blended with the crickets, the man's hand placed under the woman's panties, bodies hot in red.
Han was left flabbergasted, with only one thing on his mind. Shameless!! He exclaimed inside. In a trance, Han's gaze immediately left them for his own well being, but only to see another hot scene. To his right, he saw another man, but was accompanied by another man. The man who pinned the other man on the wall looked very well-mannered; if not for the scene that was playing right in Han's face, he would've thought so.
Han's mouth slightly gaped, and his eyes widened. Gay!? He thought as blood flowed through his head making his pale face flushed, but despite that, Han regained his deadpan expression. It was not his first time seeing a man with another man, but it was his first time seeing them going at it. Sis!? Nonna!? Unnie!? He questioned internally. He quickened his pace and continued to walk.
To ease his goosebumps, he rubbed his shoulder with his hand to calm himself down from the shock he experienced, it was his third time seeing such a scene. He remembered when he borrowed his sister's laptop and saw one of her tabs unclosed, only to see two people getting intimate in every part of their bodies. Han wanted to forget suck scenes, but coming across such situation left han with deep impression.
But what Han didn't know that, he will start his journey to the world of "such things".
His lips lost its color but was still vibrant in pink, he continued his pace until he reached the building he was looking for. A towering, neon-lit skyscraper.
Beautiful cityscape at night, dominated by a colossal skyscraper that stretches high into the twinkling sky. The building is adorned with bright pink neon lights that run vertically, spelling out a word in large, Mistress. Below the tower, the entrance to the building is similarly lit with pink neon accents outlining its architectural features.
He shook his head and recollected himself
Inhale…exhale. As he successfully gathered his thoughts, he went straight to the large double door that was made out of clear glass.
But as he was about to step inside, a big bulky , intimidating man stopped him. "Sir, no card, no entry," he said with a deep and pressuring tone, with his face saying, "I will kill you if you go inside." Well, he didn't actually say that.
"Sir, you need a card to go inside," he said as his bald head shone. He suddenly remembered that his sister had given him a card this afternoon. He got his wallet out of his coat, and from the dark brown leather wallet, he took out a card that was metallic black, but as he moved the card, it showed a dark purple gleam, with words carved on it: Mistress, with a kiss-like mark designed on the right, and gave it to the man.
"!?" The man put on an surprised look, but turned suspicious. He took the black card and took out a small scanner device. After scanning, it was verified. The man gave it back and apologized "My apologizes" he then let him through. Han slightly bowed down and gave a half smile.
Inside was a large and wide space, similar to a grand ballroom akin to those in princess story tales. The white floor was so bright that it could reflect, with the walls designed like those you would see in castles. Not only from the scenes he saw outside, he would thought that this place was for a gathering of nobles.
The people talking in a lively atmosphere were similarly dressed in expensive and extravagant dresses and suits in different styles; some wore bold make-up while others wore soft ones. You could see at a glance it was really like a third-generational gathering.
Han could only say "Whoa…" due to his loss of words, I went to many social gatherings mom goes to but it was my first time seeing such grand space.
He walked at his right, going to the reception area. As he got close to the semi-circle counter. There stood a beautiful mature woman, looked to be in her early 30's wore a black eyeshadow making her eyes stand out along with her bold red lip, like those that could leave a stain.
She wore a receptionist uniform with a red scarf along with a skirt that was up to her knees but didn't hide her curvy body.
Han had an appreciation for beautiful and handsome people, but it didn't go that far. It only went to describing, no more than that.
Han respectfully fixed his face, not that it was obvious since he wore a deadpan expression.
"Oh?…How may I help you?" Her voice was deep and matured. "I want to know where the bar is, and what floor is on?" He questioned straightforward, but instead of answering, the woman chuckled, "So you're new here?" The woman smirked and asked. "Is it obvious…?" Han spoke in a mild sarcastic tone. "That sister of yours is really interesting, inviting a sibling, especially an innocent-looking young man." The woman sized Han up, as she rested her chin on her knuckles.
Han's lip twitched as his deadpan expression contorted, his head backing up slightly. The woman slightly made an enjoyable face due to Han's change of expression. "Well, anyway," as the woman changed the subject perfectly, with a customer service smile. "The normal floors you call the levels of a building are different here; floors here are called Zones." He raised one of his eyebrows with curiosity. "Zones?" "Yes, darling," she said , like they were familiar with each other. "Uhh… don't call me that." Like the woman didn't hear anything, she continued. "There are seven zones existing in this building."
"Wait, seven?… I saw multiple floors outside." Han spoke in the middle and then apologized. "Zones aren't necessarily like floors or levels; zones are specifically for each kind of activities."
Han nodded but turned suspicious. After what he saw outside, he asked, "What kind of activities...?"
To which the woman answered, "Well, let me explain..."
"There are seven zones, and this is the 4th zone, which is called the Legal Zone," she explained , while Han nodded. "Legal Zone...?" he added. "Sure doesn't look legal outside..." with a deadpan expression. "Haha... Looks like you've seen something, and I get that much…" The woman attractively laughed.
"The reason this floor is called the Legal Zone is that guests have to follow the rules of this floor, looking and acting like decent people." Han had an expression of "Does it count outside?" which the woman understood. "No… since it's outside the building, it's their business, and they could do it, since it's not part of the rules, but there is an exception if there is an event." She continued.
"In the Legal Zone's rules are, one, you're not allowed to cause a ruckus or something that would disrupt the atmosphere here; act civilized. I will only say that , since you look like a person that could understand just that."
"And what would happen if you cause a ruckus?…"
"Oh?… Heh, you will get dragged forcefully…" After the woman said that, Han saw two rugged but neat looking men beside each end of the counter, looked at Han. Han just smiled weakly at them.
She continued. "The 5th zone is the illegal zone, which is the underground area of the building."
"Illegal?…".
"Casino, gambling, games. That zone is where people from the underworld often come, or other famous or infamous people, to make deals, but there are also rules there: no gun."
"But drugs and gambling are allowed?" Han couldn't help but speak.
"Yeah…well guns are on another level, darling~". Han's face contorted again at the nickname. The guards nearby also expressed dislike, while with some jealousy.
"The 3rd zone is the floor you are looking for, the Love zone. A warning, be careful and always keep an eye on your drink or what you're drinking. Spiked drinks are common in there."
"2nd, the Affair zone, a restaurant where you take your partner, friend, for a scrumptious meal; there you could also get a lot of information, especially the juicy news.
"Sounds like that zone is your favorite…" he thought with a deadpan expression but with his eyebrows raised slightly.
"1st zone. Well, you could say that's where you do the deed.
"Deed?" Deed, Han repeated in Korean, as Han processed for a second, then realized, as his earlobes reddened, but kept a deadpan expression, as one of the guards coughed suddenly.
"So basically, like a hotel?" He guessed.
"Yes, darling…" she confirmed Han's guess.
"Please, stop calling me that," then she added, "so… you're not completely innocent~." She said teasingly. "I'm not a child already in my twenties, and I have my own research," he said with a deadpan expression.
"Like what…Chemistry?"
"…"
"….."
After the known silence.
"Anyways… the last zone. The Bid Zone, where the crazy things happen…" she spoke like she was telling a scary story.
"Guessing by the name, is it an auction zone?"
"Yes," she answered simply.
"So you call the 5th zone not crazy enough?" Han lightly retorted. Unknowingly, the guards were looking at him.
"..." After some silence, the woman chuckled and spoke.
"Well~ yeah. That's only the little part of the crazy here." The woman spoke in a tone that made Han shiver.
After that, he realized something.
"Wait… if there is the 1st floo…."
"I mean, zone, up to the 6th zone, where is the 7th zone?"
"Oh?…that zone is confidential…" she spoke in a sly and mysterious tone. "Ah…" Han wanted to ask more questions but stopped since he was already wasting too much time.
The woman asked, "What's your name? My name is Roberta."
Han nodded in acknowledgement and replied in a simple manner, "Han…" "Oh?…like Hans from Frozen?"
Han looked at her like she was asking a stupid question. "No, Han with no S at the end. I'm Korean." He replied to the joke-like question.
"Oh? Well, you do look Korean," Roberta scrunched her eyebrows.
"Is there something wrong with me being Korean?" He asked , but with no offense.
"Oh! no…I just remembered my Korean ex-boyfriend," Roberta recalled while smiling.
"Well… okay…" he said in an uninterested manner and suddenly bowed, which made Roberta react quickly
"Bye." Han bid him goodbye in a polite manner.
"Wai-" Roberta was left speechless. "He just left like that?" Roberta was amused but at the same time , was at a loss.