By Zephyria 
Kwon Young-je’s rut vacation was carried out in top secret. On the surface, it was a business trip abroad, and the only companion was his executive secretary. The truth was reported only to the Chairman.
Hui-won had been incredibly busy for the past few days. Checking Executive Director Kwon’s condition, readjusting his tight schedule, and secretly taking charge of the rut preparations, even 24 hours wasn’t enough.
Only after boarding the plane could he finally breathe a sigh of relief. Hui-won took off his jacket and unknowingly smirked. He had been on frequent overseas business trips with Executive Director Kwon, but today felt different. Excited, perhaps?
“Executive Director, please take your medicine.”
Before takeoff, he handed Kwon Young-je a pill. For a flight lasting at least 13 hours, a suppressant was essential in case of an emergency.
“…….”
Kwon Young-je, who had been working even on the plane, glanced sideways and obediently took the pill. He chewed the bitter medicine without water.
Professor Hong had prescribed only the minimum amount of suppressant, considering Kwon Young-je’s condition. And the one he just took was the last pill.
Kwon Young-je couldn’t smooth his brow, as if the bitterness lingered. He turned his head with a deeply furrowed face.
“Why have you been smiling like that since earlier? Secretary Kim must be in a good mood?”
“Not at all, Executive Director. You know I always have a smiling face.”
“…….”
“Shall I get you some water?”
He asked as kindly as possible, but all he received was a cold gaze. Even that was cut off when Kwon Young-je put up the partition, creating an insurmountable barrier.
Hui-won straightened his posture, unconcerned. The first-class seat, no different from a bed, was comfortable enough to stretch his legs fully. Just then, a flight attendant approached and offered him a glass of chilled champagne.
How could he not be excited? Such a perfect vacation had arrived.
Vacation.
That’s right. Kwon Young-je’s rut week was essentially Kim Hui-won’s vacation.
Executive Director Kwon, a workaholic who suppressed his rut with medication, had never allowed his secretary to properly rest. This long-term vacation, his first in six years, was like a sweet reward for Hui-won.
He won’t be looking for me while he’s in rut, right? Of course, that should never happen.
He was even more confident because he had made thorough preparations. Hui-won chuckled, wetting his throat with champagne. He had a feeling it would be a perfect week.
Boston, which he hadn’t visited in a long time, had unusually harsh weather. Snowflakes flew with strong winds, and by the time he arrived at the hotel, it had turned into a blizzard.
Fortunately, the schedule only required him to stay at the hotel. Hui-won watched the seemingly romantic snow for a moment and diligently moved his feet.
The room where Executive Director Kwon would be staying was a residential suite. The most distinctive feature of this room was the bedroom, which was about the size of a small apartment. In addition, the room provided a perfect living space with a kitchen, study, and large conference room for long-term guests.
Hui-won slowly looked around the room, checking its condition. Perhaps because it was an incredibly expensive hotel, everything was perfect without any flaws.
There were five guest rooms attached to the suite, but Kim Hui-won would not be staying here. Kwon Young-je would probably use all the remaining rooms. Once he entered his rut, he would be having sex all day long.
Frankly, he wasn’t curious about that at all. Hui-won always maintained a strict boundary and focused solely on his work.
After finishing the inspection, he came out to the living room with a tablet PC and an autoinjector pouch. Kwon Young-je was already sitting there. He looked extremely displeased, with his arms crossed.
“Executive Director, are you sure you don’t want to eat?”
“I have no appetite.”
He barely touched the in-flight meal and was now drinking high-proof whiskey.
He wondered if he would ruin his stomach… but Hui-won quickly averted his gaze. He fully understood Executive Director Kwon’s troubled feelings. Who would be happy about unwanted sex?
Hui-won sat on the opposite sofa and continued his report.
“All the clothes you’ll change into have been placed in the dressing room. Room service will be provided three times a day in front of your room. If you don’t eat, they will take it away. I’ve confirmed that there are plenty of water and towels.”
“…….”
“I’ve requested that room cleaning only be done when requested. I’ve repeatedly told them not to disturb you without contact, so you don’t have to worry.”
Hui-won mentioned the items recorded on the pad one by one. Then, when he suddenly looked up, he met Kwon Young-je’s eyes, who was leaning back and staring at him.
His words suddenly caught in his throat as he looked directly into his deeply sunken eyes. Hui-won paused for a moment and moved his stiff tongue with difficulty.
“Is there anything you’d like me to correct?”
“No.”
Kwon Young-je swirled the glass in his hand. The angular ice clinked against the glass, creating a clear sound. He fixed his gaze on Hui-won and brought the glass to his lips.
“I just think you’re very good at your job.”
With those words, he took a sip of whiskey. Hui-won swallowed hard, following the movement of his Adam’s apple. Why is he doing this? I feel more uneasy when he praises me.
He cleared his throat softly, breaking the awkward atmosphere. Hui-won opened the pouch he had brought with him. Syringes were lined up in a row. The syringe with the red sticker on the far left was the rut inducer.
The syringe, which looked like a thick pen, was an autoinjector type that automatically inserted the needle and injected the drug when the button was pressed. When he handed it to Kwon Young-je, he put down his glass and began to inject himself.
Hui-won waited quietly in front of him. In about three or four hours, Kwon Young-je would be completely in rut. He felt a little nervous because it was an event he had never experienced since becoming his executive secretary.
Kwon Young-je tossed the used syringe into the trash can. Seeing him sink into the sofa, Hui-won came closer and tidied up his disheveled shirt sleeves.
“Your partner is scheduled to arrive in two hours. Would you like to see a photo…?”
“I told you I wasn’t interested.”
The reply was prickly, as if laced with thorns. Hui-won quietly bit his lip.
No, still… he’s going to be sharing his body with this person, and he’s not interested at all? Is he really okay with this?
Executive Director Kwon had entrusted all matters related to this rut to him, including finding a rut partner.
He had only two requirements.
They must be Beta. And they must be male.
It wasn’t that he preferred sex with men. Kwon Young-je was simply taking a safe route to eliminate any possibility of pregnancy.
But that didn’t mean he could just pick anyone. Hui-won knew the unique aesthetic sense of the person he served, so he did his best to select a partner.
To put it bluntly, if he pushed a truly terrible Beta as a partner, he would surely receive all sorts of criticism later.
Hui-won straightened his back. He put away the pouch containing the syringes, pushed it into the shelf under the tea table, and checked Kwon Young-je’s condition one last time.
His expression was as bland as ever. He still needed more time for the rut to begin. Hui-won took a short breath.
“Executive Director, I’ll be going now.”
“Secretary Kim.”
“Yes?”
“You said you’d be staying downstairs?”
He asked casually. His tone was a little more languid than before.
“Yes.”
“You haven’t had such a long break before, have you?”
Indeed… he must have been busy all this time. He heard a mumbling, as if talking to himself. Hui-won composed his expression, feeling as if his excited mood had been noticed.
“I don’t particularly think of it as a break. I’ll be on standby at all times, so please contact me whenever you need me.”
A breathy laugh escaped. Kwon Young-je knew very well that it was just an empty gesture. Just as Secretary Kim knew everything about Kwon Young-je, he also knew Kim Hui-won inside and out.
He took a sip of his drink, turning his gaze elsewhere.
“Enjoy your vacation. I hope I don’t have to contact you.”
“Please rest.”
Hui-won bowed politely. He quietly left the room, trying not to offend Executive Director Kwon. Whew, as soon as he closed the door, a sigh of relief escaped.
Now all that was left was for the rut partner to arrive. Hui-won checked the time and headed straight to the lobby floor without a moment’s rest.