When Jisoo came downstairs, the servants were already bustling in the dining room, setting dinner, and from Mr. Kim's office, located next to the stairs, men's voices could be heard and classical music was muted. Jisoo asked one of the maids she met in the dining room where the pool was, and after receiving detailed instructions, she went, holding a bag of toiletries in her hands and trying not to get lost in the suite of endless rooms replacing one another. It seemed to her that she was at least in Buckingham Palace, although objectively the Kim mansion was much smaller, and nevertheless there were small rooms, probably intended for the rest of the servants in those days when every aristocrat had a personal valet, and huge luxurious rooms, decorated in the Empire style sometimes baroque, sometimes rococo, or even in modern tones, and it was clear that the house was owned by different people in different years, who rebuilt it each in their own way. Finally coming out into a huge, glass-roofed gallery, Jisoo walked along it, noticing that a light rain had started outside, and found herself in front of the stairs leading to the basement floor. According to the maid, there was supposed to be a bath complex there.
Near the large frosted glass door, Kim came across a young man in a blue uniform who came out of it, carrying something in a cardboard box. When he saw her, he smiled affably.
-Good evening, miss.
-Excuse me.- Jisoo stopped him.- I'm looking for a pool.
The man pointed to the glass door.
-You're going right. It's dark inside, turn on the light on the right on the wall.
-Is there no one there?- Jisoo asked apprehensively, and the man shook his head with a slight smile, and then headed back to where the girl had just come from.
Pulling the door handle with relief and passing through a small dark room, Kim stopped on the threshold and was stunned. In front of her, slightly illuminated by a pair of dim wall lamps, stretched a pool that was not much smaller than the one she went to as a little girl, but it was public, not private. She turned around, groped for a light switch on the wall and, standing at the side, shook her head in bewilderment. How much money these people have is simply mind-boggling! Do three people need such a huge pool?
Stop being envy, Kim, she cut herself off and turned around to undress.
There were numerous sun loungers around the perimeter of the pool, and neat stacks of ironed towels lay at the head of each. There was another door next to the exit, behind which Jisu found a sauna and several shower cabins with a hamam function. By pressing the sauna power button on the panel and setting the temperature, the girl happily dropped her skirt and blouse and stayed in the same swimsuit that she and Olivia had chosen for at least an hour as part of the operation "Seduce Edward Kim if there is a sunny day." There was no sun yet, and Jisu was alone, but since there is a swimming pool and a sauna in this not too friendly house, then this is already a good weekend, Kim thought and, sitting down on the side, carefully lowered her right foot into the water. She adored swimming, and her grandfather always teased her, saying that for a girl who had seen her homeland only once in her life, she was too naturally American. The water was warm and pleasant, and Jisoo deftly slid off the side, letting out a loud sigh of pleasure.
Having plunged headfirst with pleasure, she swam as far as she could under the water, then surfaced near the first path, but barely managed to get to the opposite end of the pool when the phone rang loudly, which she had left on the chaise longue.
-Damn it.- Jisoo swore and got out of the water, wringing out her wet hair with her hand. Olivia called.
-Hi, sorry, I couldn't answer. The same guys who were playing with beer then came, and the director tried to calm them down. Remember? Hi!
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A girl from high society [JENSOO]
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