Chapter 412
Chapter 412
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 412
Chapter Title: Idol Maker (50)
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Honestly speaking, I had somewhat noticed it. Eunah's body carried the scent of the Vice President's perfume... If I couldn't pick up on that, I'd have to be an idiot. It was obvious that Eunah and the Vice President shared a far closer, more intimate bond than I'd imagined.
But even knowing that, I had to pretend otherwise.
Admitting my suspicions were true would hurt too much. Not wanting to get hurt, I'd stubbornly denied their relationship, hypnotizing myself into believing the Vice President wasn't Eunah's type, anything to avoid the pain.
"...Huh? The V-Vice President... went to the shoot with you?"
But as of today, I could no longer pretend.
How could I ignore the agency Vice President volunteering as a roadie? Even with Ciel there, I knew the truth. The Vice President hadn't tagged along for anyone else—he'd done it to spend time with Eunah.
-knock knock knock
"Vice President, it's Jinhee. I'm coming in."
A surge of betrayal, a wave of self-loathing.
But sadly, I couldn't lash out. We weren't dating, so what right did I have? Our relationship was strictly mentor and student, not lovers who cherished each other.
The lover dynamic I'd desperately wished for was nothing more than acting during lessons.
"I'll do my b-best today too... sniff, p-please... take care of me..."
So I should just accept it... So why were tears streaming down my face? I'd come for my lesson as usual, only to break down sobbing in front of him. Knowing the man I loved belonged to someone else tormented me.
His warm hands that had caressed me.
His soft lips that had moistened me.
All of it had been for Eunah.
Ignorant of that, I'd fantasized about becoming one with him, dreaming of a happy future. Shame burned through me at the thought. What must he have thought of me? Loving him blindly, unaware he had a girlfriend. Imagining he'd found me annoying because of those foolish feelings tore my heart apart, tears flowing freely.
"...Jinhee? What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"It's... Vice President... sniff, n-no, it's nothing!"
"J-Jinhee!"
To hide my pathetic state, I fled from him. But my legs gave out, and I collapsed soon after... only to be caught by him and taken back to the dorms together.
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Forced into his car, he tried comforting me with small talk, but it only darkened my mood further. Being pitied by the man I loved was excruciatingly painful and humiliating.
"I'm always on your side, so if things get tough, tell me anytime. I'll help."
Oblivious to my turmoil, he worried over me.
"The Vice President isn't on my side—you're on Eunah's!"
As he gripped my hand encouragingly... I snapped at him.
His touch was still warm and kind, but such comfort only made me feel more wretched. Overwhelmed, I spilled everything. The looming thought of facing Eunah soon turned my anxiety into bitter sorrow.
"...You knew?"
"How could I not..."
"Sigh... I see."
And sure enough... he glanced at me cautiously. In that moment, I realized my mistake. Yelling wouldn't change anything... but my impulsive outburst had ruined things. We could never go back now.
As regret sank in...
"Eek?!"
He'd pulled over and was stroking my thigh.
"V-Vice President?"
"Yeah?"
"Um... your hand..."
"Yeah, what about it?"
"It's... touching me..."
"It is. Is that a problem?"
"...Huh?"
His large, firm hand—the one that had caressed my body countless times—teased my thigh relentlessly. No, it slid higher, slipping uninvited into my pants.
"Haa... Vice President, this... nnngh..."
"You're right—Eunah and I are dating."
"Th-then why... haat..."
"But that doesn't mean I want to give you up."
"...Vice President?"
"That's okay, right?"
His brazen demand left me flustered, unsure... until I nodded unconsciously. As if waiting, his fingers plunged into me. Pleasure jolted through me, making my hips buck; he steadied my shoulder with his other hand, then pulled me in slowly for a kiss.
"Vice President, haa, nnngh... churp, haa... we can't do this..."
"Don't like it?"
"Nnngh, haa... I don't... churp, haa... hate it, nnngh!"
"Then it's fine."
"Haaaang... B-but, eek, haa... churrup, chup..."
The kiss was forceful... but this wasn't lesson 'acting.' His sticky tongue tangled with mine out of genuine desire for me. Far more intense than usual, it drove me mad with indecision. I should push him away, run... but knowing he wanted me set my body ablaze.
Aah, what should I do? Lost in confusion, I sucked greedily on his tongue, dazedly accepting his caresses. Believing this wasn't 'fake' made resistance impossible—I wanted it too much.
"Aah, nn... Vice President, haa... even though we're not dating... hngh, haa..."
"Should I stop?"
"N-no... don't... haa, Vice President... churp, chu..."
"Then I'll keep going."
"Nnngh... haa, Vice Presiii... haeut, nnngh!"
Undressing me on his whim again, he began ravaging me in earnest. Reclining the seat, he mounted me, kneading my breasts lewdly. Each pinch of my nipples drew obscene moans from my lips. When he bit them, pleasure arched my back.
"Haaaaang!"
The Vice President really was... such a lewd pervert.
Watching him suckle endlessly, Siwoo oppa's warning about my fate flashed in my mind. But it didn't make me hate him. My heart pounded wildly instead. Affair or not, cheating or not... being loved by him filled me with bliss.
"Huuu... Shall we finish the rest at home?"
"H-home?"
"Yeah, want some ramen?"
"...Sure."
The newlywed life I'd only fantasized about. Though just a few hours... savoring it brought a smile as we returned to the dorms. From undressing to washing up, we did everything together. By late dawn, my womb overflowed with his seed.
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I'd been play-acting the sweet guy, but I was always ready to switch gears. In a harem setup... seizing control is crucial. Having learned that the hard way, I'd prepared thoroughly this time to avoid being trapped by the women.
'Don't like it?'
'Nnngh, haa... I don't... churp, haa... hate it, nnngh!'
And the results were spectacular.
Despite my rough approach, Jinhee accepted me instead of pushing away. Months of gaslighting had yielded this delightful payoff. Sticking to the sweet act would've made her harder to handle.
Thick-skinned shamelessness was convenient all around.
'Siwoo oppa—no, Team Leader—said so.'
But just as I thought it'd gone smoothly...
On the way dropping Jinhee off, I heard something annoying. Siwoo had flipped out upon learning I'd gone to the shoot, uncharacteristically agitated and pissed off...
That stirred an unwelcome pang of guilt toward Siwoo.
Such incidents would pile up... Could he endure? With no real prior connection to me in this world, I pitied the suffering ahead for him.
'He called you a worthless scum, trash not even worth recycling!'
But... it's just Siwoo, right?
Something had to be off with him. Shaking off pointless worry, I summoned Yuki. Late as it was, since I was at the dorms, it was time to manage my slave.
-knock knock
"...It's me. Yuki."
-click
"Come in."
As ordered, Yuki arrived with a dildo instead of panties. Grinning wide, I creampied her. Then, to keep it in, I plugged her with her own dildo.
"Haeut, nnngh... fuck..."
"Tsk tsk, still cursing?"
"I-I didn't!"
"I heard it all. Sleep like this... and first thing tomorrow, practice fellatio on camera. You know what happens if not."
"...Tch."
Yuki was always fun to toy with.
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Lee Siwoo checked Yu Jin-hee's bond stage had dropped. Realizing he'd overstepped, he called Ga-eun next. He'd scouted her himself and counseled her steadily pre-debut, so with the right words, things would work out this time—he was confident.
"What? I'm busy now—talk later."
Unfortunately, that was just his delusion.