8 Results in the "The Art of Gentle Captivity" category
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AGC | Chapter 1.6
"Mostly spaces where the director stays or works. Let's move through this terrace passage." I couldn't explore the West Wing's second floor in detail. It seemed even they couldn't intrude on Minhyung's area. "This library can be shown to you, Jiwan-nim." With its size, it could be called a library rather than a study. Unlike the other bright spaces, the study had a very dark interior. But the warm orange lighting was easy on the eyes. The bookshelves, reaching the ceiling, were filled with…-
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AGC | Chapter 1.5
“What are you thinking about?” Minhyung raised his upper body from the sunbed. He was curious about what Jiwan was thinking, sighing so deeply. “Just wondering if there’s such a thing as luxurious captivity.” Jiwan looked around and then turned his gaze back to himself, fiddling with the empty cocktail glass to avoid Minhyung’s eyes. He recalled how uncomfortable Cha Minhyung seemed when he tried to learn more about his situation. So he didn’t try to probe. He just didn’t know…-
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AGC | Chapter 1.4
Kang Jinsong had no interest or hobby in men, but he acknowledged that Yoon Jiwan had a pretty handsome face. The two underlings working under him, managing Jiwan in the villa, had been talking all day about Jiwan’s looks. Saying he looked young, like an idol. Kang Jinsong sighed, recalling their noisy chatter. Kang Jinsong hesitated for a moment. Jiwan was still sniffling, leaning against the headboard. There was no manual for comforting a hostage. Still, he decided to rack his brain. “You…-
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AGC | Chapter 1.3
Jiwan thought about pulling the robe tighter to cover himself but stopped. Honestly, it would look weird to act shy in front of another guy. “Change and come to the next room.” For a meal. Minhyung kindly closed the door as he left. Ever since they met, it was all about food, as if haunted by a ghost who died of hunger. Jiwan briefly wondered if he looked like someone who had been starving, then shook his head. He unfolded the sweatshirt in his hands once more. It was indeed faded and worn.…-
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AGC | Chapter 1.2
“I brought clothes in my suitcase. I can just wear these.” He put the heavy shopping bag down and sat to open the suitcase. Moving aside the pack of cigarettes on top, he pulled out a sweatshirt, and Minhyung, who had been watching silently, frowned slightly. “Isn’t that the clothes you wore back then?” Jiwan looked up at Minhyung with a blank expression. Only after examining the sweatshirt in his hand did he understand what Minhyung was talking about. The mint-colored sweatshirt was…-
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AGC | Chapter 1.1
Even when he was out of breath, Yoon Jiwan couldn't stop running. Only after gasping as if he was about to cough up his insides did he finally manage to catch a taxi. The driver glanced at his unusual passenger with curiosity. "Huff, huff..." There was only one place to run to. He recited the address of his grandmother's place, urging the driver to start quickly. The driver hesitated, surprised by the long distance to a rural area. "Just start driving. I'll give you the exact address on the way...…-
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