Brand Launch Event
Haena noona's fashion brand was finally launching today. It seemed like it was being rolled out as a subsidiary of the company run by Yebin. Lately, both Yebin and Haena noona had been swamped, so I hadn't seen much of them—it was all because of this fashion brand launch. Anyway, there was a party planned right after the launch announcement to celebrate, and our whole family was attending.
Yebin and Haena noona were already at the launch venue, heading straight over to the adjacent party hall afterward.
"Let's go, kids."
Dana imo said as she slid into the driver's seat of what looked like an expensive luxury car. I took shotgun, while Lea—going for a sexy concept—twisted around and slipped into the back seat gracefully. Both Lea and Dana imo were decked out in glamorous dresses. Dana imo wore a sleek black number that clung to her body like a second skin—elegant, but not hiding her sexiness at all, with a hem that hugged about half her thighs. Lea, a total 180 from her usual casual getup, sported a side-slit red dress that highlighted her firm, plump thighs, complete with sexy high heels to amp up the allure.
"Imo, want me to drive?"
Her outfit looked seriously impractical for driving, so I offered. I'd just gotten my license recently. Truth be told, I already knew how to drive back home, but there hadn't been much opportunity here, and I got tired of always being chauffeured around, so I went for it. Yebin even offered to buy me a car as a celebration gift, but I put it off since I wasn't familiar with car brands in this world.
"I'm good. But a massage would be perfect right now..."
Imo shot me a sidelong glance as she spoke, her words laced with a playful, sultry edge that sent a tingle through me.
"Me too! Oppa, Lea wants one too!"
Lea, who'd been striking sexy poses in her dress for once, instantly dropped the act and reverted to her usual self. Yeah, that's more like you.
"I'll do yours later. Imo's the one driving and getting tired."
Not that my massage had anything to do with her driving, but I felt a little bad for her gripping the wheel, so I prioritized imo first.
Dana imo's tight dress left her smooth, silky thighs completely exposed. I leaned fully toward her side, placed my hand on one, and started stroking up and down slowly. Nothing rough about it. In seconds, my fingers reached the innermost part of her thigh, kneading gently.
"Haah... Keep going, Kangmo..."
"Imo! Feels good, right?"
Imo began spreading her legs smoothly. Reaction time on that is suspiciously quick. Is this her [Frustrated Desire] trait?) Lea poked her head forward from the back, watching us intently.
"Hngh... Yeah, feels amazing..."
"So jealous... I want one too..."
Dana imo switched on auto-drive mode and started really getting into it. Does that thing even work properly? I heard it's not fully reliable yet. Yebin always drove manually herself, after all... Shoving my worries aside, I grabbed Lea's whiny face and showered her with kisses.
"Churup... Chuup..."
And just like that, we groped and fondled each other the whole ride.
"Haha. Hello? I'm..."
The place was packed with celebrities, executives, entertainers—all these big shots mingling and chatting. These ultra-elite business parties triggered my primal rejection instinct. Ugh, fuck this. I wanna go back to my comfy, cozy room.
Some reporters swarmed us for photos, but Yebin's hired security guys quickly shielded our faces and dragged them away. Even while running her massive company, Yebin had this ironclad family rule: "Protect the personal info of all family members except myself at all costs." Thanks to that, we'd grown up pretty normally, just like everyone else. And at events crawling with celebs like this, reporters snapped pics first and checked later, so extra caution was key.
Following the security's lead, we walked a bit and ended up in a waiting room behind the party hall. There sat Haena noona and Yebin, looking impeccably elegant and poised side by side.
"Come on in, everyone."
"We're here?"
"Yeah. Not enjoying the party?"
Haena noona and Yebin stood to greet us warmly. As I glanced at them, Haena noona replied.
"Oh, we were just about to head out. Mom has to give a toast."
"Right, it'd look weird if the stars of the show weren't at the party."
"Still, don't all huddle too close. They might dig for personal info."
Yebin switched into full mom mode, fussing over us. Fair point—we'd have to watch that. But did that mean Haena noona's identity was out now? As "Yebin Choi's Daughter"?
For privacy, we paired off and headed out separately. Lea and imo went first, then Yebin with Haena noona for the toast. I chilled on a chair for a bit before following.
By now, partygoers were toasting with champagne flutes. But where was everyone? Scanning around, I spotted Lea glued to Dana imo, chatting with some women. No worries there. Yebin was doing what looked like interviews in a roped-off area, flashes popping nonstop. Haena noona stood nearby, handling it with the same relaxed poise as Yebin. Natural talent? Answering with effortless confidence, like she'd done this a million times—Haena Im in her element. Great, so I'm the only total loser here? Fuck, I need a drink.
I hit up the bar counter in one corner and ordered vodka on the rocks.
"Vodka on the rocks."
"Thanks."
I took a sip from the glass the bartender handed over. Kkuh. Fuck, even this bitterness is sweeter than loser Kangmo Im's life. Hell yeah. Channeling my high school days, I retreated to a party corner and nursed the vodka. Finish one, refill, repeat... infinitely... Ah, getting wasted...
The world spun like a carousel. Nausea hit hard, so I bolted to the bathroom. Guweeeek. Puking my guts out into the toilet cleared my head fast. Staring in the mirror, my face was ghostly pale—unlike my recently tanned skin. Whoa... Did I overdo it? But damn, the blond suits me. For the party, they suggested makeup, but I brushed it off with "Real men don't know that stuff." Still, for my golden sun vibe, I'd dyed my hair blond. Of course, at this party, I wasn't golden sun—just a dyed loser...
Rinsed my mouth roughly and stepped out. The party's vibe was peaking now. Sobering up, a thought hit me. Fuck, Im Haena. Innocent Lea was safe stuck to Dana imo, but Haena noona worried me. She always got hit on whenever she went out. Yebin was fine—famous CEO with that killer charisma keeping people at bay. And with today's reveal as Yebin's daughter, Haena noona might be okay too...
Wandering the hall in a daze, I spotted them in a secluded corner. Yebin was chatting with some elderly gentleman, while Haena noona stood a bit apart, talking to a guy. She was smiling, but I knew that look. Forced smile when she's pissed—like at the mall with that model creep. Storming over with that same vibe...
"...Not a bad proposal, right?"
"Sorry, do you know what year it is? And I have a boyfriend."
Focusing my ears, I caught the exchange. Same shit as last time.
"As you know, if our group collaborates with Yebin Group under President Choi Yebin, we could generate far greater profits."
"...Sigh..."
I sidled up to Haena noona as she exhaled heavily, throwing an arm around her shoulders.
"Who the hell are you?"
Clean-cut looks, sharp suit. Rings a bell... Ah, the VP of Yukdu Electronics—one of those mega-corps here. Their family had pretty daughters, but compared to ours? Average at best.
"...Pardon me, but who might you be...? Here, this is me."
Like with Yebin last time, these execs were pros at composure and convo. No flinch, just that smooth smile as he handed me his card. Didn't care about his name—pocketed it without looking.
"Well, as for who I am..."
I started slow, pausing for tension. Deep down, I had this arrogance from conquering Yebin. I wanted to wipe that poker face off these hotshot execs. And I was pretty damn good at it, wasn't I? I know you a bit, but you don't know me. I'm not loser Kangmo Im anymore. That punk just died. I'm Golden Sun.
"I'm the guy who's gonna fuck your sister like a dog."
I grinned as the smile vanished from that smug face.