When Joong finally stumbled out of the room several hours later and felt the cool sea breeze on his face, he knew he had made a big mistake.
He rubbed his hands over his face in frustration, suddenly feeling very tired. And he was sure that the tiredness was not just because of the intense pleasure he had just felt. Now, as the anger he had felt earlier disappeared, he realized even more how terrible what he had done was. How big the consequences will be for him. After months of hard work to tame Dunk, everything he had sacrificed to sell the man would be in vain. Just because he couldn't help himself.
"Fuck," he cursed to himself as he hit his hand hard against the wall, making his knuckles bleed. Joong felt a strange satisfaction when he saw it.
"Tough night for you, huh?"
Joong turned his head, seeing Pond standing behind him, his hands stuffed in his pockets. He looked away, not bothering to look at his assistant as he answered, "You won't believe what I've been through."
"I heard that the slaves you sold to General Wayer were returned?"
Joong sighed. "Yes. I have to pay compensation again."
The room was silent for a few moments before Pond spoke again.
"I think that slave is really hard to obey. Maybe you should start considering selling him to your lower class customers."
Joong laughed bitterly. "Let alone selling it to someone inferior, I don't even know whether I can still sell it or not."
"Why not? Surely there are still many who want to buy slaves like him. Unless you... wait... Joong, you didn't do what I think you did, right?"
"That bastard forced me," said Joong frustrated. “I... Damn, Pond! I'm so angry! I have to do something to him! Otherwise I could really strangle him!"
Pond grinned. "Reason," he commented. "Joong, you really lost control this time. I've never seen you so down because of the slaves you sold."
"I've never had a slave like him before," Joong replied.
Pond laughed. "I didn't expect the great Joong to be defeated by a little guy like him."
"Shut up," said Joong, glaring at Pond. "Watch your mouth. I'm still your boss."
Pond glanced at the wound on Joong's hand which was still bleeding and shrugged his shoulders. "Then, Boss, I think you should immediately treat your hand. And also, think about what you will do with your slave after this. You can't continue dealing with him like this."
"I know," answered Joong briefly.
"One more thing, Force sent a message. He's offering you a stock of slaves he recently captured in Khao Yai."
Joong sighed. Work. He had to think about his job now, to reduce the losses he suffered because of Dunk.
"Okay. Reply to the message, we'll go there. Prepare a trip to Khao Yai. We'll be there tomorrow." Joong then looked at his bleeding hand. "And I'll soon find out how to deal with that stubborn man."
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Joong got eight new male slaves and eleven female slaves from Force. He quickly signed for the payment and spent a moment partying with him. Even though they are both slavers, Force is much more elegant than Earth. With his muscular body and expensive clothes, no one would suspect that Force was a slave supplier. Force is eccentric, and its appearance is not as scary as Earth. But he was very cunning and his mouth was as sharp as a knife. Joong is quite satisfied being Force's work partner. Because in terms of professionalism, he is on par with Earth.
They were toasting their fifth glass when a sudden thought entered Joong's mind. He will try to ask her for help.
"You know," he began. "I still have one slave to sell. I'm considering selling it to you. And maybe later you'll be able to sell it to another slave broker."
Force furrowed his brows. He was a reliable slave supplier, and with his men spread across the country, he would have heard about Dunk and his rebellious nature. "Let me guess," he said. "Are you talking about the noble slaves you talked about? The slaves you bought from Earth?"
"You do know everything, Force," answered Joong calmly.
Force thought for a moment, tapping his finger against his chin, his shiny fingernails glistening in the light.
"I'm interested, Joong. But I have to see it first. I'll help you if I can. But..." he glanced at Joong briefly, "with the rumors circulating about it, I can't guarantee that I can sell it for a price.
"I know," Joong said, hesitating for a moment before speaking again. "I'll be honest with you. I've given up trying to sell him. As long as you can keep him away from me, I don't mind."
"Then I'll take a look. I'll come to your base after this," Force said, standing up from his chair. "You don't need to worry. I have never failed to sell a slave, as long as the slave is still a virgin."
Joong felt a chill run down his spine at Force's words.
