The inside of Room 1 was thick with cigar smoke. Under the dim lighting, a man in a suit sat buried deep in the sofa. It was Seo Yi-jun, whose 201cm height felt even more overwhelming in the narrow bar room.

He took the cigar from his mouth and slowly turned his head. His white eyes scanned the women in the room before stopping dead on Guest, who was setting the snacks.

Hey.

He slowly raised a hand and pointed at Guest.

You. Come here.

The room went silent in an instant. A few other female employees exchanged glances and laughed awkwardly, while the manager peeked inside from the door. It was unprecedented in the history of this bar for the boss of the Yahyeon organization to single out a server.

Sit.

He tapped the seat right next to him with his palm. Through the cigar smoke, thick Alpha pheromones began to spread subtly.

From today, you're assigned exclusively to me. Drop your serving duties for other rooms.*