A King's Ransom

by Shawn Bailey

  Ae-Jong’s heart skipped a beat.

  “Ra and I have already met.” He bowed to Ra. “I’ve heard so many good things about you.”

  “Next to him is Chika Nah,” Tory said. “He sings baritone and is a violinist. And this is Hanako Tan. He sings baritone too and plays the cello. And last but not least is Ae-Jong Kim, the lead singer, songwriter, and pianist.”

  Ae-Jong lifted his head and looked lovingly at Edward’s cousin. The handsome blond guy with blue-green eyes stared down at him. The scent of Giovanni cologne wafted from his skin. Ae-Jong’s eyes widened remembering the scent. “Aren’t you a fashion model?”

  Andrew bowed to him. “Was. Now, I’m your new manager.”

  Beautiful eyes and a handsome face. Oh lordy!

  A smile curled on Andrew’s lips. Ae-Jong shook his head and pleaded with his eyes for Andrew not to say anything.

  “Mr. Green is or was a famous fashion model for Giovanni Bassett,” Tory explained.

  “I gave it up so I could do something different with my life,” Andrew said.

  Ae-Jong tried not to smile or stare. The supermodel was not only tall and muscular, but he was also unbelievably good-looking. And the looks he was giving him was doing funny things to his stomach and other unmentionable areas.

  Andrew ran his gaze appreciatively over him and winked.

  Ae-Jong blushed.

  “Green? Wasn’t that the last manager’s name?” Hanako asked.

  “You’re very observant,” Tory said. “Andy is Edward’s younger cousin.”

  Everyone not American in the room frowned at the mention of the man’s name. The other males all knew that he and Edward had been involved, though their relationship never went past kissing and oral sex. Edward had wanted to wait until they were married before he penetrated him. That all went to hell in a handbag very quickly as soon as Edward returned to America and fell in love with another guy. It wasn’t until Edward left when he found out about all the other men Edward had been dating in Seoul besides him. Of course, his family learned about them too since Ae-Jong had hired a private investigator to find things out for him. Edward was now a sore topic around the palace.

  “My cousin and I are nothing alike, Ae-Jong, I assure you,” Andrew said as if reading his mind.

  Ae-Jong didn’t know whether to believe him or not. He bowed. “It is very nice to meet you, Mr. Green, and welcome to Seoul.”

  Andrew bowed. “Thank you. I will try to be a good manager. Please call me, Andy.”

  The introductions continued. Tory Albertson had also brought along some of his other people to discuss Dazed’s upcoming performance at his uncle’s anniversary celebration and a possible return concert that hadn’t been announced yet. Every now and then he saw Andrew Green gazing over at him. If he didn’t stop, their secret would be exposed, even though he was sure Ra had told Chika and Hanako. Not that he was embarrassed that he’d finally lost his virginity. But he didn’t want everyone all up in his business.

  “Where are you staying,” Ra asked Andrew after the meeting ended. Ra was to be Andrew’s assistant as he’d been Edward’s.

  “The Windome Hotel. I’m looking for something permanent.”

  “Will you be taking over Edward’s old place?” Ae-Jong asked.

  Andrew shook his head. “No, I don’t think so.”

  “So, you’re going to be all alone in a strange country?” Ae-Jong asked.

  Andrew smiled at him. “I’m afraid so.”

  “Stop asking the guy questions, Jongie,” his father said as he reentered the conference room. “You have to excuse my son. He’s very inquisitive.”

  “That’s okay,” Andrew said. “He’s just trying to get to know me.”

  “Where are the others,” Ra asked.

  “My brother is giving them the grand tour. You know how proud he is of this place.”

  “I would be if I lived in a palace,” Andrew said. “I’ve never met a prince before.”

  “I’m just a normal guy,” Ae-Jong said.

  His father chuckled sarcastically. “No, he isn’t.”

  Ra, Hanako, and Chika laughed with him.

  “What does he mean by that?” Andrew asked.

  “I have no idea,” Ae-Jong replied, blushing.

  Andrew ran his tongue over his bottom lip and winked at him.

  Ae-Jong pretended not to notice, but inside his heart was beating very fast.

  His uncle and the rest of the guests returned, discussing his uncle’s anniversary celebration. Ae-Jong could barely concentrate. He’d gotten a whiff of Andrew’s cologne again, and he was starting to have naughty thoughts.

  * * * *

  A couple of nights ago he’d fucked the crowned prince of South Korea. Andy could not believe it. And leave it to that bastard Edward not to tell him that his ex-boyfriend was still a virgin.

  They had left the palace early and then went to Tory’s entertainment agency to meet more of the staff and to settle into his office. He also met a few of the managers.

  Tory and the others had gone off to their rooms after dinner. Andy had found his way down to the lounge later and had a few drinks before returning back to his room. He had just gotten out of the shower when someone knocked at his door. Andy went to answer it. “Who is it?”

  “Special delivery,” a familiar voice said.

  Andy opened the door. Prince Ae-Jong Kim stood on the other side. “What are you doing here?”

  “Listening to my heart?” Ae-Jong answered. He lifted his hand. “I brought you a gift.”

  It was a bottle of bourbon, the good stuff, not that watered-down stuff Yong Rhee served at the host club. Ae-Jong looked so good standing there in a very expensive tailored suit and wearing a pair of dark shades to disguise himself.

  “But I’m your manager,” Andy said.

  “Only during business hours,” Ae-Jong said. “Can I come in?”

  Against his better judgment, Andy stepped aside.

  Ae-Jong entered and removed his loafers.

  Andy closed and locked the door before someone came by. Andy got a whiff of anise and cinnamon as his traitorous cock hardened.

  “What were you doing?” Ae-Jong asked.

  “Preparing for bed.”

  “Can we have sex again?” He headed for the bedroom.

  Is this what Jung-Woo Kim meant about his son not being normal? It had to be odd for a prince to leave his palace without security to find a lover. “Yes,” Andy answered. He wasn’t normal either. It only took a moment to get Ae-Jong undressed and ready for bed. “Aren’t your family going to miss you?”

  “Ra is covering for me.”

  “Is Ra a good friend?” Andy asked.

  “Yes.” Ae-Jong lay down. “I want you to kiss me and make me come while we don’t have the masks to hide behind.”

  “Just let me get some rubbers and lube. I’m sure you’re still a little sore from the last time.”

  “Then you’ll have to kiss it and make it better.”

  Andy got the stuff out of his suitcase. Ae-Jong went down on him before Andy could put the condom on. His cousin Edward must have been out of his mind to abandon such a delicate rose. Ae-Jong had flicked his talented tongue over the little slit in the head of Andy’s cock and turned him into the quivering mess. “My God, that feels so good, Ae-Jong. Ah!” Ae-Jong deep-throated him and was now hefting and licking his balls while gazing up at him with those beautiful eyes. “You look like your father.”

  Ae-Jong didn’t stop what he was doing. Andy absently rolled his hips, sending more cock into Ae-Jong’s mouth. Ae-Jong’s head bobbed up and down. His glossy black hair shimmered under the overhead lights. The orgasm churned in his balls. If he didn’t stop Ae-Jong, he was going to… “Oh!” Too late. He came into Ae-Jong’s mouth.

  Ae-Jong came up smacking and smiling triumphantly.

  “You’re very good. Did my cousin teach you that?”

  Ae-Jong rose and pouted. “Why did you have to bring him up?”


  “Because I don’t want to be used as a substitute for him.”

  Ae-Jong rolled his eyes at him. “Why would I do that? He cheated on me and left me for some red-haired idiot.”

  “You mean, Noel Charles? You know about him?”

  “I’m not just another pretty face, and I do read other things besides fashion and beauty magazines. Their announcement was in the wedding section of the New York Times, which I have delivered to me. So, I don’t think I will be comparing you to him unless you plan to leave me for some empty-headed singer.”

  To be fair, Noel Charles not only had a college degree in management information systems, but he was also a computer consultant. So far, all he knew about Ae-Jong was that he was a spoiled and pampered prince who could sing, dance, and write songs. And he was good at fellatio. “Would you like a soda while I recuperate?”

  Ae-Jong nodded.

  Andy put on his robe and went over to the small refrigerator in the room. He’d put a six-pack in earlier to get cold. He grabbed two and handed one to Ae-Jong.

  “Gam sa hop nee di…thank you.”

  Andy responded with “Ahniyeyo…you’re welcome.”

  “You are fluent in Korean!”

  “Yes,” Andy said. “So, don’t try anything.”

  Ae-Jong peeked at him. “How long does it take you to recover?”

  “Not long. You’re anxious for more of my sexy body,” Andy teased playfully.

  “Yes,” Ae-Jong answered honestly. “I’m curious about what you did to me and made me come. It is not a vagina.”

  “No, but it is an erogenous zone, and by stimulating it, you get the same results.” He paused. “I want to do you missionary style this time.”

  “Why?” Ae-Jong asked as he popped the tab on the can and took a sip.

  Andy opened his soda and drank some, too. “I want to see you come?”

  “Why?” Ae-Jong asked again. “Are you a voyeur?”

  Andy shook his head. “I want to see the expression on your face.”

  “Strange,” Ae-Jong said. “I want to see you come, too.”

  Andy put his soda down, and then he removed his robe. “Recovered.”

  Ae-Jong’s eyes widened. “Impressive.” He put his soda can on the nightstand and then got comfortable on the pillow.

  Andy donned a condom. “I need to prepare you.”

  “For what?” Ae-Jong asked.

  Andy was about to explain when Ae-Jong started laughing.

  “I know what you mean. I’m just messing with you.” He rolled over.

  Andy sat and passed his hand over Ae-Jong’s butt. “You have a great ass. It’s bouncy, yet firm.”

  “Is that good?” Ae-Jong asked.

  “Yeah,” Andy answered. He opened the tube of lube and prepared Ae-Jong. He moaned every time Andy moved a finger inside of him. Andy squeezed some lube between the crack of Ae-Jong’s ass, too.

  Ae-Jong moved up to the pillows and spread his legs. His erection had returned, too.

  Andy ran his tongue over his bottom lip. He noticed Ae-Jong did the same thing when he was horny. Ae-Jong was one delectable sight. That would make the perfect picture for his bedroom wall, but of course, Andy would never do something like that. He crawled between Ae-Jong’s legs, put a pillow under his hips and parted Ae-Jong’s butt cheeks. He put the head of his cock against the hole and thrust hard.

  “Yes!”

  Andy smirked. Ae-Jong was such a drama queen. He was safely inside, and he had Ae-Jong just where he wanted him, moaning passionately and moving his slender body to give as much pleasure as he received. He was a quick study. “Do you like the way this feels?”

  “Yes,” Ae-Jong said breathlessly. He rolled his bottom. Though masculine, Ae-Jong had a beautiful face with fine features and full lips. Andy liked the silky dark hair, but his favorite asset was the eyes. He’d inherited the color from his gorgeous father, Jung-Woo.

  Andy cupped Ae-Jong’s legs in the crook of his arms so he could spread him wider. He turned up the heat, thrusting hard and deep. Ae-Jong kept up with him for the longest time. Ae-Jong looked confused. Andy smiled to himself. Ae-Jong was about to come. Andy fucked him harder and kept thrusting in and out of him until Ae-Jong came.

  Andy looked down. Ae-Jong had his eyes tightly closed. “Open your eyes, Ae-Jong.”

  Andy swooped down and stole a kiss, and then he went back to making love to him. It only took a few minutes for his own orgasm to surface. “Ah!” He blew his wad deep inside the tip of the condom. He looked down. Ae-Jong was watching him.

  “You’re so handsome even when you climax. I guess it won’t be so bad having you as a manager slash boyfriend slash lover.”

  Andy kissed him even though that statement had trouble written all over it.

  Chapter Six

  “I’m going to live where?” Andy asked as he and Tory rode past the current Imperial Palace to another piece of property not too far away, but close to Albertson Entertainment Agency.

  “Apparently you have some friends in high places. Your new digs will be located in Gangnam.”

  Gangnam was south of the Han River. His new place was in a high-rise apartment building. The driver parked, and he and Tory got out and looked around. It appeared to be a new development to him. They entered the front door. Everything was modern, including the elevator. Tory pushed the button, and the doors opened. The two of them stepped inside and the doors closed. The elevator traveled up many floors and then stopped. The doors opened again. He and Tory stepped out and walked up to a door. Tory used a key to open it. “Oh my,” Andy said as he stepped inside. It was far classier than his Manhattan apartment. Tory took him on a tour.

  First, there was this large living room and dining room combination. The kitchen had state-of-the-art appliances, including an oven…a rarity in South Korea. The laundry room had a washer and a dryer…another rarity. Normally people hung their washed clothes on racks for them to dry. Every room had an aircon. There were three bedrooms. The master overlooked a mountain and the river. Each bedroom had its own bath. His had a stand-alone shower built for two and a large soaker tub. He loved the Japanese-style toilet with all the bells and whistles.

  Tory opened the closet door.

  “It’s huge.”

  “It’s for all those designer suits and shoes you have,” Tory said. The other bedrooms had smaller closets. “For your overnight guests.”

  “Yeah, like that’s going to happen,” Andy said.

  There was another room that could serve as his office slash computer room. There was also a powder room for guests to use and a parlor and entertainment room.

  “Well, what do you think of the place?” Tory asked.

  “When can I move in?”

  “Tomorrow,” Tory answered. “All the services are on including the internet.”

  “How much is the rent?”

  “You don’t have to worry about that. It’s already taken care of,” Tory explained.

  Andy didn’t understand. Was it part of his manager package?

  They put their shoes back on and locked the door when they exited. Tory gave him the keys to the house and another set. “These are for the SUV.”

  “What SUV?”

  “Your SUV. It’s parked in the garage around back.”

  “Thanks. I don’t have that much to move since I’ve been living out of my suitcase. I will be going back with you guys so I can pack up my place in Manhattan before returning.” They got into the car, and the driver drove away from the curb.

  Tory pointed out some landmarks around the area. “This is the nearest grocery store.”

  There was also a bakery, a drugstore, a gas station, and a post office. He was sure he’d find other things once he started driving around.

  “So, what do you think of the royal family,” Tory asked.

  “They seem like decent folks,” Andy answered.

  “And Ae-Jong?”

  “Hmmm, gorgeous. My cousin is an idiot.”


  “Yes, I agree,” Tory said. “Hopefully, you’re not.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Aw, come on. I’m not stupid. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him at the meeting.”

  “I’m going to be his manager.”

  “So, Adam is Frankie’s manager and Edward is Noel’s manager.”

  “Oh, I see where you’re going with this. Yes, I’m interested in him in that way, but I’m here to do a job, not screw around with the emperor’s nephew.”

  “I already know what went on between the two of you the night of the masquerade ball and so does his father and the emperor. The apartment is one of their properties, and they have voluntarily turned it over to you to use.”

  “As a bribe to date Ae-Jong?”

  Tory chuckled. “Not exactly. They only want to see him happy. It’s not easy to have a gay child. The two of you can meet here instead of sneaking around. Believe me, it will be nice to have a friend. Even though you’re a world-famous model, you are still a foreigner.”

  “What will the rest of the group think if I date their leader?” Andy asked.

  “They already know about the two of you, too. They are his best friends and his bodyguards. And they are gay, as well.”

  “Including Ra Day?”

  “Yes, including him. They are fiercely loyal to Ae-Jong, and they want to see him happy, especially after what Edward did to him. I like Noel. He makes me a lot of money, but Ae-Jong is a prince. Just get to know him. I bet the two of you have a lot in common.”

  “I won’t make any promises, but I’d like to get to know him better, too. I want to be a good manager to all of them, not just him. I’ve heard these young men have talent and I want their comeback to be a smashing success.”

  They rode back to the office.

  “Ra is bringing your crew over to try on their new costumes, and then the four of you can do lunch together before they are taken back to learn their new songs for the emperor’s anniversary celebration.”

  “How long has he been emperor?” Andy asked.

  “Forty years,” Tory answered. “He had just turned twenty.”

  “And when does Ae-Jong get the throne?”