Seo Aram's Resolve and the Secretary Corps Assembly
Seo Aram had returned to The Prestige after a wordless conversation with her Prestige mom. With the workday already over, she headed straight to her assigned room, and everyone she passed treated her like a superior. Just being from Prestige earned her that status over outsiders, but inside Prestige, ranks were strictly divided.
Seo Aram was someone Ko Mu-yeol had personally placed there. The rumor had spread like wildfire—not just among her batchmates, but even the seniors who'd arrived earlier and the instructors themselves treated her with utmost respect. It didn't make the training any easier, but it inevitably set her apart from her peers.
A life predestined for the pinnacle of Prestige from birth. Once training ended, she'd slot right into team leader at Ko Mu-yeol's secretary office and climb endlessly. Everyone but the owner's family bowed to her, treating her with kindness. This was a world unimaginable before entering The Prestige.
In a way, it was a life worlds away from her original fate. Any ordinary person might've lost their mind here—taking the luxuries for granted, devoured by arrogance. But Seo Aram guarded against it most fiercely. She knew every bit of it stemmed solely from Ko Mu-yeol.
'Without him, I'm...'
Nothing came from her own merits. Only Ko Mu-yeol's breath on her neck. That alone propped her up now. So what she had to do was simple: 'Loyalty... absolute...' Stay in his good graces. That way, her mom's treatment could continue, and so could this life.
She steeled her resolve once more and flung herself onto the bed.
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November 7th, Saturday. The day had finally arrived. The official launch of my secretary corps.
The roster was set days ago, but real duties kicked off today. I'd personally fetch the team leaders I'd keep glued to my side at all times. And check on our Aram's face while I was at it.
"Preparations complete, Master."
"Good. Let's roll."
"Yes, sir."
Sua and Levi boarded the AV first, with Baekseol riding with me. Seol-i clutched a small box packed with cash to hand out. Seemed like a lot with so many people, but it totaled just shy of ten billion—not a huge sum.
Finally, Seo Eun-mi slipped in.
I'd agonized over bringing her to Prestige's core, but realized it was a dumb worry. Sure, she was a NIS spy, but she was Prestige alumni too. Hiding her now changed nothing. Hell, she probably knew Prestige better than any girl I had. Sua wasn't from there, Baekseol had been locked in boot camp for twenty years, Levi was a demon. Only Seo Eun-mi qualified as Prestige stock around me.
'Looking at it now, yeah, we're short on real ones.'
Still, good to have the corps rebuilt—maybe even bigger than before, from what I recalled. A hugely positive turn.
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The moment I feel most acutely that I'm a direct heir of Goryeo Group? When visiting any of its sites. Like fetching Baekseol from Nonsan Training Center, hitting Dalian for Militaris HQ to bang my aunt (?), and now, descending on City of Prestige, Prestige's stronghold. That's when it hits hardest.
To welcome me, the entire massive city halted all activity from early morning, lining up solely to greet me. Countless AVs and drones drifting about offered polite salutes before escorting my ride, while giant screens on buildings and holographic projections filled the air with greetings, oaths of loyalty, and praise for yours truly.
The whole city fawning over just me. I'd felt it at Militaris too, but it stirred something profound, uncanny.
'Me, the shut-in orphan NEET...!'
This was stark before-and-after vibes. Nothing else captured it.
"Whoa..."
Levi gawked out the window, pure awe. She looked the elegant lady, spoke with haughty poise, but had this innocent, curious side—like now. Baekseol kept stealing glances at her. Glare? Nah, more like she wanted to soak it in herself but held back. Knight duty and all that "stay vigilant" sense of mission, probably.
'Good girl.'
Couldn't just say "Gawk away," so I let it be. She'd see this shit till she was sick of it riding with me.
Deeper into City of Prestige, we neared its landmark and Prestige's apex: The Prestige. The building forced us sky-high, but no end in sight. Heard it topped 1.83 km—numbers on paper didn't hit, but up close? Overwhelming majesty.
'Housing 50,000 Prestiges—the largest structure in human history.'
And it functioned solely for the owner's family. The Prestige.
'Owner family minus Grandpa? Just me for the men. Gramps long graduated from skirts, so basically every chick inside is...'
Mine.
We touched down on The Prestige's rooftop AV pad. Door slid open; Seo Eun-mi, Baekseol, Levi, and Sua exited first. I brought up the rear.
Waiting on the pad: my secretary corps' team leads. Originally, the city head, The Prestige boss, and a horde were slated to swarm, but I'd axed 'em all. Why schmooze with servants? Especially crusty old dudes—not even hot chicks. No need, so just my secretaries it was.
"First time meeting you, young master."
The secretaries—team leads (3), deputy leads (8), total 11—flashed stunning smiles and bowed deep at the waist. Ninety degrees.
'Photos never capture this live magic.'
Real deal outshone pics. Especially those sleek leg lines—art. My cock twitched already.
"Heads up. Lemme see faces."
They straightened, but eyes dipped low—no direct gaze. Prim smiles, hands at navels, legs tight, perfect posture.
"Mm. All look tasty. Real-life pass."
"Thank you, young master."
"Call me Master from now on."
"Yes, Master."
Script-like on paper, but trained smooth—no robotic vibe.
Down to my secretary office on floor 196 with the team leads. Floors 200-260 were owner-family exclusive, so work offices sat below. Not fully cut off—just ops stuff downstairs.
"""Greetings, young master. We'll serve with utmost sincerity."""
In the massive office spanning nearly a whole floor, dozens of beauties stood in line, bowing at the waist. Team leads greeted me, hit their spots, bowed again. I savored it, eyes landing on an empty desk: Protocol Team Lead. Seo Aram's spot. Once her training wrapped, she'd claim it. Might lack a bit, but whatever—protagonist perks would fill gaps fast.
"Alright. Treat you well. I'd like intros to memorize faces one by one."
Started with Security Team. The team lead, boasting healthy bronze skin, kicked off.
"Security Team Lead, Kwon Dam-bi."
She rattled off name, resume, specs. I tuned out. Prestige meant elite bitches anyway.
"That's enough."
I cut her, grabbed her chin. Face caught off-guard, but no flinch. I thumbed lips, nose, eyes, cheeks—twisting angles, savoring Kwon Dam-bi's face every way. Then gripped cheeks, smashed lips on hers.
"?!"
Didn't expect the kiss here. Big reaction, but no resistance. Bit lip? She took it. Tongue in? Welcomed. I yanked her close, stroked back and hips over clothes, then groped that firm ass. One hand front for tits.
Enjoyed a good while before pulling off. About a minute.
"Haa..."
Face flushed shock and arousal, eyes down, lips gleaming with my spit stretched in a smile.
I snatched her jacket, ripped sides. Pop! Buttons flew, tight white blouse straining over tits exposed. Tore that too. Glorious cleavage at last.
"Perfect."
That luscious bronze valley. Buried face, licked. Satisfied, pulled back, reached for Sua. She handed the envelope.
"Take care, Kwon Dam-bi."
Stuffed the cash envelope right in her cleavage.