Guan Yin Club

"I know you're really flustered right now. Our club's initiation for new members is a bit nasty. I won't go too far. I'm in a good mood because your face is my type, and I want to see you looking pleased. More than seeing you whine and cry." Kang Tae-woo couldn't quite grasp his words. A pleased face? Whine and cry? Why would I? One thing was certain: he was fucked. He desperately wanted to escape this goddamn stage, but his body wouldn't obey due to the sleeping pills. All he could do was slowly back away from him. Then, he stepped on the long hem of his pants and fell backward. The tall, handsome man strode quickly toward Kang Tae-woo. "Ouch, that must hurt. Are you okay?" The man bent...