Chapter 123
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 123
Chapter Title: PD-nim, Want to Make a Bet?
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I barely held back the laughter threatening to burst out.
Choi Da-yeon threatening me with Kang Seo-yoon's photo was just too damn funny.
Honestly, I pinched my thigh several times to keep it together.
"What the hell... is going on here?"
That was Choi Da-yeon's question as she stared at me.
"I made a promise with my bitch. She said she'd make me main writer within three years if I got dirt on you, PD-nim."
"You... you fucking bastard!"
She shot up like she'd been electrocuted and screamed at the top of her lungs.
At the same time, she swung her hand toward my cheek, but I wasn't about to just take it.
I leaned my head back to dodge, and she stumbled through empty air before collapsing right into me.
"Eek!"
As her body fell into my arms, I deliberately grabbed her breast.
"You okay?"
The soft, squishy feel was nice.
"F-fuck! Let go!"
She shoved me away and scrambled back, glaring daggers at me and Kang Seo-yoon.
"So you two ganged up on me... and screwed me over?"
Kang Seo-yoon laughed.
"Why act surprised now? You did the same thing."
"You... you..."
"Sorry, PD-nim. I was just keeping my promise. Same with the one to you."
"You bastard! You call that keeping a promise?"
"What's so unbelievable about it?"
She was trembling with rage. It was a little pitiful.
Honestly, she probably never saw it coming.
That photo she got by letting a guy like me have my way with her.
Now her own weakness was in Kang Seo-yoon's hands too, so she couldn't do shit.
The impact?
Probably hit her harder.
She'd finally met the man she truly loved and was about to get married.
If that photo got out, it wouldn't just be a broken engagement—she could get socially buried too.
Her fiancé was a lawyer, so she'd have to pay massive compensation too.
Kang Seo-yoon, knowing all that, wagged her finger.
"My neck hurts. Sit down, Da-yeon."
"Sh-shut up. Don't order me around."
"Don't you get who's on top now? We might both crash, but you'd fall way harder."
"...You wouldn't get off scot-free either."
"I know. I'd take heat too. But better than you."
"..."
"Got it? Now sit. We need to talk."
She finally sank back onto the sofa.
"Da-yeon, sure, we started off on the wrong foot. But that doesn't mean I want to utterly destroy you."
Kang Seo-yoon throwing Choi Da-yeon's earlier words back at her.
"So from now on, no more picking fights with me. No weird demands for favors. Instead, do what I tell you properly. Got it?"
"You crazy bitch. Think I'll listen to you?"
"You will. The backlash would be brutal."
"That kind of threat comes with heavy consequences. My fiancé..."
"Try it if you can."
"..."
"Don't make empty threats, Da-yeon. I really don't want to ruin you."
Kang Seo-yoon's smug responses were annoying even to me.
It felt like payback for all the mockery she'd endured from her.
"Honestly, I do want to wreck you sometimes? For what you did to me? Stealing my items, spreading bad rumors about people around me."
"That was..."
"But I held back. Didn't want to get tangled with you. You crossed the line this time, though. Demanding my weakness? Through my master, no less?"
"Crazy bitch. Doesn't it embarrass you to call a guy like that your master?"
"Not anymore."
"..."
"You've experienced it too, so you know. This guy's cock is a weapon. Drives you insane. No other man like him."
"Y-you fell apart just from pleasure? Pathetic, Kang Seo-yoon."
"Hmm. From the photos, you weren't slacking either? Screaming like a maniac."
She was looking at me, making it a question.
"Dunno. I'll sit this one out."
Choi Da-yeon glared at me.
"You bastard. Daring to toy with me?"
"Just kept my promise. Didn't do anything wrong."
"You call that nothing?!"
"Da-yeon, my ears hurt. Stop yelling."
"..."
Kang Seo-yoon smirked.
"Don't worry too much. I don't wanna crash either. I'll just use it as insurance to stop you harassing me."
"How can I trust that?"
"You don't have to."
"Fuck. This pisses me off."
No point dragging the conversation further.
So I stepped in to mediate.
"No need to fight, you two."
"This is all your fault!"
"Always blaming me, PD-nim."
"It is your fault!"
Her grudge against me hadn't faded.
"You planned to give her my weakness from the start! Then fucked me anyway!"
"I just kept faith with both of you."
"Bullshit!"
Not easy, huh.
Of course she was furious. I get it.
"Da-yeon, I said stop yelling."
"You're really pissed, huh, PD-nim."
"You two bastards. Just wait. I'll pay you back for this humiliation."
"PD-nim, hold on."
"I got nothing to hear from you."
"Da-yeon? Sit down. We're not done."
"Don't you threaten me too. Or we all go down."
"You'd suffer more."
"Doesn't matter. Better to die than be used by scum like you."
"Oh, right—there's video too, not just photos?"
She froze.
Choi Da-yeon, who'd been yelling and heading for the door, halted at my words.
"...What?"
"There's video. Video."
The camera she'd set up while banging Kang Seo-yoon was linked to the PC, so it recorded video.
She'd seen it herself, so she knew exactly what I meant.
"You bastard, toying with me to the end?"
"Not toying. Just think we need more talk."
"Sigh. Just sit, Da-yeon."
"...Fuck."
I spoke to Choi Da-yeon, who'd sat back down.
"Your feelings won't sort out easily, so I'll mediate."
"How?"
"Who the hell are you to mediate?"
"You two don't wanna reconcile and get along? Seems like one has to win, crush the other, and make her a slave."
They glanced at each other, snorted, and turned away.
"So?"
"What're you gonna do?"
"First, hand over your phones."
"Why?"
"No way."
"Or I leak the photos and videos on my phone right now. Both of yours."
"..."
"..."
I took their phones and deleted the photos from the albums.
"Reset. No more blackmail material."
"How do you know she didn't back them up?"
"Did you?"
"Think I'd stoop to her level?"
"Seo-yoon?"
"Of course not."
"There. Clean slate, right?"
"..."
"..."
"Right? Answer me, Seo-yoon."
"Sigh. Yeah. That works."
"PD-nim?"
"Deleting that doesn't erase you fucking me over!"
She's no idiot.
"That's why I have a proposal for you, PD-nim."
"...Another shady one, huh."
"Let's make a bet."
"A bet?"
"The prize is me."
"What're you saying?"
I looked at Kang Seo-yoon.
"Seo-yoon, come kneel in front of me and suck my cock."
"Ah..."
"Don't wanna? Hate it?"
"No, it's just..."
She's checking Choi Da-yeon's reaction. Doesn't want to look that pathetic in front of her.
"Or no more bitch privileges."
"...Sigh."
With that, she finally knelt before me and pulled out my cock.
Choi Da-yeon stared intently.
*Slurp-*
Kang Seo-yoon licked the exposed cock with her tongue right away.
"See, PD-nim? She's definitely my bitch now."
"Crazy bitch. Even if the cock's good..."
"Shut up. You were moaning too."
"I wouldn't go that far. How can you submit like that to him?"
"Funny. Think you're any different?"
"I am. Worlds apart from trash like you."
I got interested in their exchange.
"Perfect. Was just about to suggest that."
"What?"
"PD-nim, bet with me. If you win, I'll be your slave. Naturally, Seo-yoon too."
"Wh-what're you saying, Min-seong?"
"..."
Kang Seo-yoon flustered, Choi Da-yeon holding her tongue for a moment.
I activated Conviction Ability.
Favorability and Trust are down. Makes sense after being played.
Doesn't matter.
Just need to convince her to agree to the bet.
"Not tempting? One of you has to win for this to end. So bet with me, PD-nim. Win, and me and Kang Seo-yoon are your slaves."
"And if I lose?"
"You become my bitch. Like Seo-yoon."
"..."
Kang Seo-yoon, catching on, smiled slyly.
With my cock in her mouth.
"Da-yeon, scared? *Slurp*."
"..."
"This cock is fucking delicious. Hoo."
Choi Da-yeon let out a disbelieving scoff at Kang Seo-yoon's voracious sucking.
"So if I win the bet, I own both of you? Like slaves."
"Yes. Exactly."
"What if you're messing with me again?"
"See? Da-yeon's chickening out."
"Shut it, you."
"Scared?"
"...So vulgar."
"Chick-en?"
Don't talk with my cock in your mouth like that.
Your tongue moves inside and stimulates more.
Choi Da-yeon's pissed-off face thrilled me too.
"No tricks. I could blackmail with photos or video right now, but I'm not."
"..."
"If you still can't trust, how about this."
I sent her a masturbation video from her phone.
"My jerk-off video. And..."
I deleted her photos and videos from my phone. Even emptied the trash.
"Now only you have my weakness, PD-nim."
"...You're at a disadvantage."
"True. If I break the promise, do whatever."
"Min-seong, no need to go that far. What if she doesn't keep hers?"
"Then I go crazy and self-destruct. Tell her fiancé I fucked Choi Da-yeon. He might not believe, but details will plant doubt."
"Hmm. Not bad."
"...You crazy bastards."
"Simple, right? Bet. Winner takes all. Only way your grudges clear. You're at each other's throats."
I used Conviction Ability.
"You win, you get me and Kang Seo-yoon. You have my weakness—no risk."
"...So what bet?"
Good reaction.
"Took about two weeks to tame Seo-yoon into my bitch."
"And?"
"You endure two weeks of my training."
"Wh-what?"
"Ooh, fun. But Da-yeon'll chicken out more?"
"..."
"Scared, right? Afraid you'll be cock slave too."
I didn't even tell her to, but she's doing great.
Choi Da-yeon's face flushed at the provocation.
"Bet terms: You spread your pussy and beg me to fuck you. If you don't say it, you win. If you do, I win. Very favorable for you, PD-nim?"
"Too favorable for her, Min-seong."
"Has to be, for her to accept."
"She'll chicken anyway."
Hanging with Kang Seo-yoon like this, we feel like a con artist couple.
She's fully on board, needling perfectly. Hooked her.
"That's really it?"
"Yes."
"Just don't say it with your own mouth?"
"Exactly."
"No forcing or threats?"
"Never. Then you blackmail me instead."
"..."
Honestly, ridiculous bet.
After being screwed over, no way she'd accept.
But convinced it's favorable, so this reaction.
Kang Seo-yoon sneered.
"See? Chickening out. Can't decide even when it's in her favor."
"Shut up."
"Don't bet. This cock's mine."
"It's not about craving cock!"
"Then don't get mad."
"...You two are insane."
Choi Da-yeon looked dumbfounded.
"What'll it be?"
"Need time to think."
"Chickened, Da-yeon."
"Fuck off. You."
"Totally chickened."
"Ah, enough! You crazy bitch!"
"Got it. Take time. But don't threaten me with that video. Unless you want a crazy guy."
"I'm not like you. Never lived that sleazy."
"Says the thief who stole my items."
"Shut up!"
Their fight was fiercer than expected.
Ownership had ramped up.
Wanted to see my two bitches fight over my cock.
"To sum up: Spread pussy and beg to be fucked. Don't—you win, I become your slave with Kang Seo-yoon. Do—you're my bitch. Two weeks. Convinced?"
"Need time, I said."
"You accept the terms, at least?"
"...Yeah."
Interesting.
What'll Choi Da-yeon decide?
She'll recall the pleasure from when I fucked her.
Her pride that she's better than Kang Seo-yoon will kick in too.
Those emotions clashing inside.
Either way, I just watch and enjoy.
"Chickened, Choi Da-yeon."
"Shit."
"One thing: Being master's bitch ain't bad? This cock's really good. You know from tasting."
"Shut up."
"Of course, if you win, I'll be loyal to you."
Like this, Kang Seo-yoon'll keep needling.
"You lose, we just share this cock. Not bad, right? You admit it's delicious."
"..."
"Honestly, master's cock is too much for one. You? Annoying, but if master likes, I can share."
"D-don't say vulgar shit."
Kang Seo-yoon laughed mockingly.
"Scared? Scared? Scared?"
"Fuck!"
Choi Da-yeon slammed the door and stormed out.
"Did I go too far?"
"No. Perfect."
"Confident you'll win?"
"Of course."
"Yeah. What cock is it, after all."
"Hope she accepts."
"She will. Probably. Prideful bitch. Wants to screw me over."
"She already let me have her body."
"True. Already dirtied—now just thinks of reclaiming pride."
"We sound like con artists."
"Huh? Same thought. Married scammer duo. Pfft!"
Sneering at Kang Seo-yoon
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Then getting owned and furious