Five Million, and the Shadow Behind Her
The box-office storm around Return of the Legend showed no sign of breaking. Two weeks into its run the film had surged past five million admissions, and what had begun as a hit was becoming a social phenomenon shaking the whole of South Korea — breathing life back into a stagnant theater district and crowning itself the biggest film of the year.
Theater 1, CGV Yeongdeungpo Times Square.
When the screening ended and the cast stepped out in front of the screen, the house erupted in a roar that seemed ready to tear the roof away.
"Kyaaaaa! Jeong Min-ho!"
"Park Yoon-a! Joo Mi-ran! You're so sexy!"
The costumes that day were outrageous by any measure. Park Yoon-a and Joo Mi-ran wore dresses clinging so tight the cleft of their breasts lay bare, flaunting figures of pure glamour, while Min-ho had squeezed into skinny leather tights that laid every contour of his lower body naked to the eye. Between his legs something heavy and enormous jutted out so far it was hard to believe it belonged to an ordinary man, and the mere sight of him stepping into view stole the breath from every woman in the seats.
"You all remember the five-million promise, don't you?"
Min-ho took the microphone and smiled, slick and knowing.
"Today, the lucky ones we draw get some very intimate contact."
Winning numbers flashed across the screen — three female fans, three male fans — and they climbed onto the stage with faces already flushed.
"Ladies, if you'd turn around for me."
At his word the winning women turned, bodies trembling. Min-ho stepped in behind the first of them and, without a moment's hesitation, wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed the hard ridge of his groin into the cleft of her ass.
"Hnn—!"
Her raw moan spilled through the microphone and filled the theater. It was no ordinary embrace from behind. Through the leather she could feel that enormous, burning shaft, and Min-ho deliberately rolled his hips, branding the sensation into her — a heavy, club-like weight driving deep between her cheeks.
"Well? Can you feel it?"
"Y-yes... it's too big... it's so hard..."
Screams of envy and arousal tore through the seats. Min-ho left each of the three women with a heavy memory she would never forget.
"And now, the gentlemen."
The male fans stood before Park Yoon-a and Joo Mi-ran looking as if they couldn't believe their own luck.
"Our movie runs a little hot, doesn't it? Just for today, we'll make a special exception."
Yoon-a and Mi-ran drew them in with bewitching eyes. Trembling hands came around the women from behind, and exactly as promised, those hands closed over the actresses' full, heavy breasts.
"Waaaaah!"
The moment the fans began kneading Mi-ran's and Yoon-a's soft, enormous breasts, the theater became a crucible of frenzy. It was an adults-only fan service unprecedented in the history of Korean cinema — the kind of outrageous gesture only Venus Entertainment could get away with.
On the way back to the green room after the stage greeting, the actors' faces were flushed scarlet with arousal. Being rubbed and groped in their most intimate places before hundreds of spectators had been more than enough to turn them feral.
"Haa... son-in-law... I can't hold it anymore."
Before she had even climbed into the van, Joo Mi-ran seized the massive bulge jutting against Min-ho's leather pants.
"Yoon-a's soaked too, isn't she? I saw you shaking when that man's hands were on you."
"Like you were any different... Min-ho, let's take care of it here. I booked a playroom nearby."
Worked up as she was, Yoon-a had slipped without thinking into the name she used in the film — Mom. The three of them dismissed the managers and went straight to a private playroom close by.
The instant the door shut, Mi-ran and Yoon-a were on him.
"Hurry! Take it out! That hard thing!"
The zipper rasped down, and the savage length that had been crushed inside sprang free with a snap, furious from grinding against the fans' asses.
"Haaah... the smell... our son-in-law's smell..."
Mi-ran dropped to her knees and took his shaft into her mouth in a greedy rush. Behind him, Yoon-a wrapped her arms around his back and panted against his shoulder.
"Mom, does it taste good? Does your son-in-law's cock taste good?"
"Slurp... mmph... yes... it tastes so good... son-in-law is the best..."
Mi-ran was utterly lost in the role. No — the line between reality and performance had collapsed, and what remained was pleasure itself.
The moment Min-ho pulled his massive cock from her mouth, he shoved her against the wall.
"Then I'd better attend to my mother-in-law properly."
He drove in.
"Kyaaaa! Son-in-law! It's too big! Your mother-in-law's gonna die!"
His enormous shaft speared through Mi-ran's depths.
"Oooh! I love my son-in-law's cock so much! You're tearing your mother-in-law's pussy apart!"
Filthy words spilled out of her as she rocked her hips. Watching from the side, Yoon-a couldn't hold back and crushed her mouth to his.
"Me too... don't only do Mom... shove it in me too..."
The three of them tangled like animals, drinking one another's fluids. The joy of five million admissions found its completion in a hot, transgressive coupling.
A few days later, in the CEO's office at Venus Entertainment, Choi Seo-yoon pressed a glass of champagne into Min-ho's hand, beaming.
"Congratulations, Min-ho. Five million. Thanks to you, Venus has climbed to second in market share. We're right under the chin of Titan Entertainment, and they've sat at number one for as long as anyone can remember."
"That's all thanks to you, CEO."
"Listen to you, being modest. Which is why I wanted to tell you — the company's planning a reward vacation for the entire staff and every actor under contract."
"A reward vacation?"
"Yes. We've rented out a whole small island in Southeast Asia. While we're there, we'll be shooting a special project of our own."
She held up a tablet with the proposal, eyes glittering.
"It's a cast-wide orgy piece. We've picked ten lead actresses and five actors. One man for every two women, a one-to-two matching system, plus free partner-swapping — a large-scale project."
She wasn't speaking in generalities.
"We'll drop it as a surprise event release after my official comeback. I'll be in it myself, as an actress. Ji-eun will be there, and so will our scout, Ji-young. They're already giddy at the thought of spending hot nights with you on that island."
Kang Ji-eun, Han Ji-young, and Seo-yoon herself — every woman he had already taken to bed, gathered in one place for a frenzy of a party. The thought alone put a heavy ache low in his body.
"Sounds good. I'm looking forward to it. Is the cast locked?"
"Almost. Oh — except one. Lee Tae-min says he won't be coming."
"Tae-min? Since when?"
For a man as greedy as Lee Tae-min to turn down a chance to roll around with actresses — it was the last thing he would have expected.
"He says he's down hard with the flu, aches and all. He's going to rest and recuperate for a while. Well, we can hardly drag him along by force."
Min-ho nodded.
Good. One less face to go red over while I'm there.
He simply thought himself lucky. He never sensed that this was the calm before the storm — that the space Tae-min had left empty was a viper, coiled and waiting for him.
The night before departure, a peaceful, languid air hung over the living room of Min-ho's house. Lee Mi-young, Jeong Su-a, and Min-ho were curled together on the sofa, drinking wine.
"Honey, you're leaving tomorrow? How long until you're back?"
Mi-young asked it from the circle of his arms, already sounding as if she hated to let him go.
"Four nights, five days. I'll shoot some pictorials, get a little rest, and come home."
Su-a spoke then, carefully.
"I... I'm going to court tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yes. We've finally agreed to put the last stamp on the divorce papers tomorrow."
Her face was bittersweet, relief and regret tangled together. Min-ho took her hand and held it tight.
"That's good. You'll finally be free. You've been through a lot, Su-a."
"It's all because of you. From now on, I'm truly your woman. The child's father is going to raise them... and I don't think I could live a single day without you anymore."
She said it with her head against his shoulder. Min-ho looked at her, lost for a moment in thought, and then he spoke.
"Su-a, can I ask you one favor?"
"What is it? Just say the word."
"While I'm gone those four nights and five days... please look after our Mi-young."
His eyes went to Mi-young, worried.
"She'll be lonely on her own. If you come stay, keep her company, sleep beside her, I think I'll actually be able to relax. I know tomorrow at court will wear you out, but I'm asking anyway."
"Oh, honey. What am I, a child? Like I need a guardian."
Mi-young snorted a laugh and scolded him, but Su-a nodded without a moment's hesitation.
"Of course. I was already planning on it. As soon as I'm done at court, I'll come straight here and stay with her. We'll cook something good, gossip the way women do, and wait for you. Don't worry — go, and come back safe."
"Thank you, Su-a."
Only then did his heart settle.
"Well then. We've all got important things waiting tomorrow... I ought to put a little strength back into you, shouldn't I?"
He rose from the sofa.
Adamantine Phallus
Inside his pants, a massive living thing stirred.
The eve of parting, and a burning night to celebrate Su-a's new beginning, had started.
"Tonight, all three of us are passing out."
He drew a woman under each arm and took them into the bedroom.
Even in the violence of his thrusting, tenderness for them showed through. He tuned the rigidity of Adamantine Phallus so that both women would feel nothing but the height of pleasure, and none of the pain.
"Aah! There! So good! So deep!"
"Honey... Mi-young's melting... it feels too good..."
The room filled with heat and the murmured words of love. It was a night when this happiness seemed as if it might last forever.
The next morning, outside the departures hall at Incheon International Airport, Min-ho and Mi-young stepped down from a black van. Su-a had left for court at dawn and couldn't come to see him off.
"Honey, be careful. Eat properly. And don't go playing around too much."
Mi-young smoothed his collar as she said it, worry written plain across her face.
"I will. You stay close with Su-a, Mom. Lock the doors. I'll call the moment I land."
He pulled her into a hard embrace, and the warmth of her body sank into him.
"I'll be back."
"Mm. Go safely."
He kissed her forehead, then turned toward the departure gate, where Manager Kang Ji-eun and the staff traveling with him were already waiting. Before he passed through, he looked back one last time.
Alone in the crowd, Mi-young stood waving. She was smiling brightly — and yet, somehow, she looked small, and lonely.
I'll be back before you know it.
He waved once more and vanished through the gate.
Mi-young stayed where she was until he was gone from sight entirely. And in the moment she turned, alone, toward the parking lot to leave the airport, a black shadow was closing in behind her without a sound.
At the very instant Venus took flight to surpass Titan Entertainment, the countdown to tragedy began.