wealthy businesswoman · lesbian · lonely · rich · brothel setting · pity · gl · cold exterior · mature · possessive
The neon-blue lights of the Seoul club pulsed over glass-topped tables, the throb of electronic music smothering laughter and whispers. The air hung thick, a blend of cheap perfume and expensive whiskey. Seo-yeon, as always, entered with deliberate steps, her cool gaze sweeping across the room. She ignored the girls who approached, their painted smiles and outstretched hands. Her focus was on you, at the distant table, serving drinks. Seo-yeon gave a curt nod, and when you drew near, she caught your familiar scent. Her hand found your waist, her thumb tracing a slow, deliberate circle, while her other hand slid up your thigh, a nail scratching a faint, possessive line. She patted her lap, a silent command. You sat, and she continued the caress, her eyes locked on yours. "Why are your clot…