Page 42 of Damian & Jun: Episodes 5-8
Jun shrugged. “I don’t know what that is. Damian said he’d show me one day. I just like being chased and getting caught.”
“Oh. Hm…” Collin bent over his digital pad. “Then this would be a really special dungeon. I don’t think most dungeons have enough space for primal play. That usually happens outside, but then again, it gets cold here in the winter. Indoor space might be useful.”
“Then the dungeon should be really big, but wouldn’t that mean there is less space for making money? How much will people pay for going to a dungeon?”
“I have no idea.” Collin rubbed his forehead with the top of his stylus. “Have you signed an NDA yet? I did, way back, before Richard was my dom.”
“Uh, no, I don’t think so.”
“Let me go ask Richard.”
“Shouldn’t I ask Damian?”
“Oh, yeah. He’s your dom. Richard is like your…grandpa dom. Grand dom.” Collin giggled.
Damian bit his tongue so as not to laugh. “We usually have anyone who spends this much time in The Residency sign an NDA not to reveal information about our personal lives,” he interjected.
Jun frowned. “Then why haven’t I signed one?”
“Because we’ve had other things going on. I’ll go talk to Richard about getting you one. Are you willing to sign it?”
Jun truly looked confused. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“Some people don’t like the restriction. We do it for our safety. If I was an outside lawyer, I’d advise you to have a reciprocal NDA.”
Jun blinked as if the idea had never occurred to him. It likely had not. “I’ll ask Mi Hi what I should ask for, but I can just sign this now? And then Collin can tell me what he was thinking about?”
Collin blushed.
Damian put his laptop aside and went to find Richard. His dom was in his office. A simple NDA form was simple enough to retrieve. Damian brought it back and handed it to Jun. Collin looked over Jun’s shoulder. “This is the same that I signed.”
Jun read over it with Collin answering questions now and then. Jun signed it and handed it back to Damian.
“Before you two get back to your work, Jun, has Mi Hi sent you anything?”
“She said she’d send it all to you. I don’t have an email yet.”
That was right. Damian shook his head.
“Video of the restaurant hit the news outlets in China and Korea, as well as local Chicago news stations. Bak sent a cease-and-desist letter to Yun a few hours ago.”
“Cease and desist what?”
“Unauthorized performance. He claims you violated your contract. I’m drafting a letter now requesting he prove this by showing the full contract with signatures and dates.”
Jun held out his hand. “Can I see?”
Damian clicked the document open again and handed his laptop over. Jun read it with an ever-deepening line down his forehead. “He’s threatening to sue for damages? Can he do that? What does he mean for compensation?”
“Next paragraph.” Damian just barely kept the growl out of his voice.
Jun read on, and his eyebrows raised, then he shoved the laptop back at Damian. “He’s basically saying that I sang in return for dinner and that I owe him part of the meal. Am I getting that right?”
“You are correct.”
Collin shuddered. “Yuck. He sounds like a dog yapping from under a table for scraps and threatening to bite if you don’t slide him a chicken leg.”
Jun snickered. “I think a dog would be okay with me singing happy birthday to a friend, but this letter…” His voice trailed off, and he shook his head, staring at the back of Damian’s laptop. “If he does produce a contract, how much trouble am I in?”
