The Young Tycoon

Chapter 1

In a bustling town of 17th century Korea, Sunoo Kim lived a life of privilege as the only son of a powerful tycoon. His father's blood connection to the royal family had paved the way for immense wealth, with their trading ships sailing far beyond East Asia, reaching the shores of India and even Arabia.

As Sunoo turned 18, his father began involving him in the family business, eager to groom his heir. Despite numerous potential matches from other affluent families, Sunoo dismissed them all. His mind wasn't on girls; instead, he found himself drawn to the dominant men around him.

Among the household staff was Sunghoon, an orphan raised by the Kim family who now served as a servant. Slightly older than Sunoo, Sunghoon possessed a strong, athletic build that set him apart. His skills in fencing, wrestling, and horseback riding were unmatched.

One day, Sunoo's voice echoed through the halls as he stormed out of his room. "Doseol! Where is my belt?"

Sunghoon rushed to him, slightly out of breath. "Young master, which belt do you mean? The one with your clothes?"

Sunoo rolled his eyes dramatically. "No, you simpleton! The blue stone one. Do you have any idea how rare and valuable that stone is?"

"My apologies, young master," Sunghoon said, trying to keep his composure. "I'll find it right away."

As Sunghoon hurried to search for the belt, Sunoo tapped his foot impatiently. "Hurry up! I swear, sometimes I think you'd lose your own head if it weren't attached."

Sunghoon bit his tongue, resisting the urge to retort. After a few moments of frantic searching, he finally found the belt tucked away in a drawer. "Here it is, young master," he said, presenting it to Sunoo.

Sunoo snatched the belt from Sunghoon's hands. "It's about time. How hard is it to keep track of a simple belt?"

"Perhaps if the young master didn't have so many belts, it would be easier to keep track of them all," Sunghoon muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" Sunoo snapped, narrowing his eyes.

"Nothing, young master," Sunghoon replied quickly, bowing his head.

Sunoo eyed him suspiciously before declaring, "I'll change clothes now. Get out!"

As Sunoo pushed Sunghoon towards the door, the servant couldn't help but add, "Shall I prepare a map of your wardrobe for next time, young master? It might save us both some trouble."

"Out!" Sunoo shouted, slamming the door behind Sunghoon.

Outside, Sunghoon leaned against the wall, a small smile playing on his lips. Despite the young master's prickly demeanor, there was something about their banter that he found oddly satisfying. Little did either of them know how their relationship would evolve in the days to come.