Chapter 84
Chapter 84
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 84
Chapter Title: Promise to Protect Me!
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"Promise you'll protect me!"
A day passed, and I got a call from Prosecutor Park.
In exchange for the information I'd provided, he'd promised to give me a heads-up on the investigation process and what the briefing would cover. Thanks to that, I was getting real-time updates on the Peya Entertainment drug case.
For starters, Rep Hwang had spilled everything like a full confession, with no signs of fabrication, so the investigation was proceeding quickly and smoothly.
The drug dealers kept spewing nonsense, but since they'd been caught red-handed, they were headed straight to trial and prison. Rep Hwang had been deeply involved with the drugs too—not as much as the others, but intentionally enough that punishment was unavoidable.
That said, he was showing genuine remorse, to the point where even the investigators felt sorry for him.
"And get this—one of the ringleaders in the drug gang is this guy named Ma In-uk. We raided him mid-act, feeding heroin to some girls and fucking them. He was buck naked, and during the scuffle, he took a bad hit to the balls. Doc says he'll probably lose all sensation down there. Serves the bastard right, haha!"
"Haha, perfect karma. No more peak male pleasure for him. But those girls...?"
"Yep. Premist members. Cops said they were totally out of it, horny as hell from the drugs. Orgasm on that stuff hits tens of times harder than normal, and the addiction's insane. Their futures look bleak."
"Hmm... yeah. As idols, they're toast. Wonder if they'll even make it through life now. Oh, right—so the Premist girls get punished too?"
"They followed Hwang out for drinks he offered, not knowing the booze was spiked. As they got hazy, they mistook it for the alcohol's taste and kept drinking. Then these 'bros' of his showed up—turns out they were the dealers—and after that... well, they got hit with pleasure they'd never known and fell apart. Involuntary exposure like that? Probably light punishment at most. Mandatory rehab program, though."
"Such a shame. A rising girl group ruined by one bad CEO... sigh. Oh, and... what about A-yeon? She getting investigated?"
"Yeah, Hwang and the members swear she's got no connection, but we have to check everyone just in case. Plus, she was right there watching it all go down, so she'll have to come in no matter what."
That put me in a great mood.
"Knew it!"
"Oh, A-yeon's on Mafdu right now, so we'll handle her investigation on the down-low, total secrecy. Won't let it touch your Director's show..."
"No. Include her in today's briefing. Say she's due to be summoned soon!"
"...Huh? You sure?"
"Yes!"
"Uh... okay, whatever. Makes it easier for us if the public knows. We'll frame it like she's unrelated but appearing as a material witness..."
"No, no side notes. Say it's unavoidable since she was in the same agency, or that it's too soon to rule out involvement—something to stir up imaginations. That's what I'm asking."
"?? Why? You told me yourself she had nothing to do with it..."
"Just in case, like you said. Don't want my tip causing any loose ends in the case."
My real worry? If they briefed her as unrelated, A-yeon might get off too easy.
A twinge of guilt and regret hit me, but I'd make it up to her big time!
"To go that far for us? Haha, thanks. I'll call the press tonight and drop it—heads-up~"
"Yup~"
Prosecutor Park was grateful, and thanks to Rep Hwang's epic fuckup, I might actually get A-yeon in my arms.
My chest swelled hot and grand.
Lust boiled inside, my pent-up cum bubbling over.
I'd held back for days—gonna be a massive load...
I ate some eel, lost in thoughts of her body.
Evening rolled around before I knew it.
As expected, articles flooded out, and Peya Entertainment's drug scandal blanketed the community sites' hot posts.
[Last night: Peya Rep Hwang and Premist members busted for drugs in XX club VIP room...]
[Prosecutors: "Guilt admitted... Yoo A-yeon summon expected within days." Investigation unavoidable...]
Calls poured in from station folks asking if we should drop A-yeon. My phone didn't leave my hand for hours.
Minseo messaged too, and when I said I'd meet A-yeon first, she blew up.
Was that why no sex lately? Promised her double the love—what's this?! She was pissed.
But landing a top-tier idol like A-yeon? Man's dream. Had to savor it...
Tomorrow, gifts for Minseo to smooth things over.
Right then, I spotted A-yeon.
She was mid-Mafdu filming, bunked in their exclusive dorm.
But given the mess, I'd pulled her aside privately. Told her to rest at home today—I'd drive her.
"..."
"Let's head out."
A-yeon climbed in wordlessly and stayed silent the whole drive.
I broke the ice.
"Bet you're shocked now that the articles are out, huh?"
"...Yes."
"Knew it'd blow back on you?"
"Never thought I'd be under investigation... and splashed in headlines like this... It's a lot. Too much to handle."
"..."
"Thank you."
"Outta nowhere? For what...?"
"If you hadn't told me not to go... I might've ended up there too... Haa... Just imagining it terrifies me."
"No big deal. Glad you're safe anyway."
Sorry, A-yeon.
Those articles dragging you in? My orders...
Still better than getting drug-fucked...
"Um... where are we going? This isn't toward my place...?"
"My house."
"...? Why?"
"Lots to talk about. Reporters are hounding you—can't do it outside, and your place might be staked out."
"...Yeah, makes sense."
Conversation died after that.
Stealing glances at the passenger seat, she was glued to communities and articles, nonstop.
Biting nails, legs twitching—anxious as hell.
People were already branding her a druggie like Hwang and Premist. She seemed to sense what I wanted, sneaking peeks at me.
We arrived home, got out, entered in silence—until she finally spoke.
"Can you just... say what you want quick? I'm losing my mind here."
Like ripping off the Band-Aid fast.
I went straight for it.
"Truth is... I believe you. But the second articles dropped, advertisers, investors, shareholders—all demanding I pull you. Can't blame 'em. Truth comes out later, but keeping you on air in the meantime? Risky as hell... super sensitive stuff."
"..."
"So, A-yeon. You've done great, but—"
"No..."
"I get it's unfair and brutal, but that's the world..."
"Please, no... If I drop now, the doubters will tear me apart worse... No other way out—I'm done for real. Blacklisted from the industry, and even if cleared later, just the investigation as an idol... aa..."
Tears streamed down her face.
An idol thrives on attention—but if it's sharpened arrows?
Must've been terrifying since the articles hit. Tormenting, even.
For the icy Yoo A-yeon to break down crying in front of me.
She curled up on the sofa now, openly sobbing.
"Hic... sob... ughh..."
"A-yeon..."
"I don't know what to do... Director, I need to debut on Mafdu... please don't drop me... without this, I'm really over... please..."
Cornered on the cliff's edge, cheeks soaked, she clutched my sleeve.
Pride tossed aside, practically clinging and begging.
I sat beside her and pulled her into a tight hug.
"I know it's bullshit. People jumping to conclusions, Premist wrecked—that's gotta hurt. But this... even I can't—"
"Please, please... I'll do anything... anything! I want to keep being an idol so bad..."
"...Anything?"
"Yes... so please.. kyaa?!"
I kneaded her thigh.
Short skirt leaving soft flesh bare—I left my fingerprints tenderly on that tender spot.
Rub rub...♡
Her eyes widened at my touch, then squeezed shut.
Tears trailed down her cheeks. I read into it however I wanted.
Smooch♡ Smmuck♡ Smooch♡
I pressed my lips to her thin, clenched ones, over and over.
Normally she'd slap me—but no reaction?
How far could she hold out?
I kept devouring her lips, then went for the chest.
My hand crept toward the swell. Eyes shut tight in the dark, she had no clue.
I seized both full, ripe mounds at once.
Squeeze!!♡
"Kyaa!"
Amid our shy kiss, she jerked back in panic.
Arms flew up to shield her tits, face etched in fear.
Movements screaming virgin territory, wafting that pure scent.
"...You jumped, huh?"
"Hu... hnn... this is why you brought me here?!"
"A-yeon, big money and the network's rep on the line. Fair price to keep you on, don't you think?"
"Trash! Fucking trash...!!! A kiss should've been enough!"
"Be real—without me, you'd be brain-fried on drugs, gangbanged, and grilled as a dealer right now. I'm doing you a solid."
"...!! But this...!"
"Straight up: Drop out? Or roll in the sheets with me?"
"Hnn...! Something else... like before, just hands..."
"Forget it. I'll drive you home. We drop you from Mafdu."
Go aggressive—I grabbed her wrist and yanked her up.
Firm grip screaming get out now.
"Aa! Wait...! Hurts! Let go...!"
"Not getting up? The hell you want?"
"Sh... hnnn... hic, sob..."
She glared daggers, murder in her eyes.
Panting, teeth bared—but her ass stayed glued to the seat.
That's your real feelings, huh. Hate spreading 'em, but ending idol A-yeon? Worse.
Her lips trembled as she forced words out.
"Promise..."
"What?"
"Promise me...! If I give you my body... you'll protect me! No matter the vicious articles or pressure from suits to ditch me—you won't abandon me!!"
"Hmm..."
About time... obvious...
Actions over words.
I stripped, fumbling clothes off.
"W-wait!! Hold on!!"
"I'll protect you. Promise."
"Okay, fine! I... I'll shower first... need to mentally prepare..."
"Heh, got it. Wash up nice."
Smooch♡
She winced at the kiss but let out a heavy sigh and headed to the bathroom.
The rustle of clothes shedding echoed out—pure filth, shredding my patience.
Fully naked, cock slowly hardening, I flung the bathroom door wide.
"Hng?!"
Door burst open—A-yeon spun with a cute yelp, eyes locking on mine.
Both stark naked.
"Kyaa, kyaa!! What?! Close the door!!"
"I'll wash you."
"No! Get out!"
She'd just finished undressing—those slender arms tried hiding her killer curves, but wide hips, cinched waist, hefty tits? No chance.
"Do..n't look! Please... I hate this...!"
I hated the arms blocking her chest.
Grabbed 'em, yanked aside, and kneaded those firm, teardrop tits.
Rub rub♡
"Hut..! Kyaa! Goosebumps... hate it..."
"Oh, A-yeon's tits shine even more up close. Bigger than they look... perfect shape... you take such good care of 'em."
"Hnnut..! Fine, just... hurry up and finish..."
Resigned at last, she meekly offered them up.
These tits she'd saved just for me... heaven.
A-yeon's tits feel like this... like touching clouds...
Aa... so hard now...
My raging full-erect cock poked at her womb's entrance, saying hi.
Haa... A-yeon, you're gonna taste so fucking good.