Don't Get in the Way of My Work

Around 1 p.m., I got a call from Inaeun. The special investigation team had been disbanded. She'd received a commendation from the Incheon High Prosecutors' Office and the city, and she was even up for a presidential award. They said she'd made a huge contribution by rooting out society's great evils.

It wasn't wrong, but seeing the butterfly effect of my schemes spreading like that felt kinda ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠weird. Anyway, with the commendation, a solid performance review, and me as her ultimate backer, she was gradually becoming untouchable in the prosecutor's office. Even as a regular prosecutor, slapping a senior title on her would make her utterly unbeatable. And if things went according to plan with the Namdong Industrial Complex special team getting set up and her appointed to lead it, her power would skyrocket even more.

If we even get a permanent special prosecutor's office... damn. Ha. How far up is this bitch gonna climb just by sucking my dick right, Inaeun?! I gotta punish her good. Perfect timing—she'd taken about a week off. Time to enjoy her all sticky and intense after so long.

"Seung-hee, the chief prosecutor still dodging the meeting, right?"

"Yes. He's reluctant, saying he has too much to handle."

Yeah. That's why I'd said I'd drop by unannounced. With Inaeun's special team wrapped up, next week should work. I'd go in, pressure him on the Namdong Industrial Complex, and train him to listen better.

"Clear next Monday. We're heading to the Incheon High Prosecutors' Office."

"Understood."

"How's the forest clearing going?"

"About 60% complete. But disposing of the felled trees and other trash will take more time."

"That's just a matter of throwing manpower and cash at it. Handle it. You got the prison construction plan done?"

"Yes. I drafted it assuming the forest is fully cleared, for 500 inmates as you specified."

"Hand it over."

I took the construction plan from Seung-hee. Honestly, I had no clue what any of it meant, so I just looked at the drawings. They seemed plausibly legit... hmm.

"Estimated cost around 200 billion won, with completion in about six months."

"Faster than I thought, but still slow."

In a world where you can print a skyscraper in a month with cutting-edge techniques, six months felt tight.

"They say the facilities and reinforcements are complex, plus security issues."

"Then... build in phases. Prioritize the essentials for operations first, keep going on the rest. Can we get basic ops running in two months?"

"If we split the inmate blocks, separate management facilities from civilian zones, it should be possible."

"Do that."

"Yes."

"And I'm not trying to make money off this. Don't skimp on the budget. Cheap and good doesn't exist—use expensive stuff worth every penny, whether it's people, materials, or tech. This is my pussy house prison and troop storage. Budget ops generously too."

"Got it, Master. I'll revise as instructed."

Seung-hee took the plan back and noted my orders. Seeing the prison finally taking shape felt good.

Land secured, cash plentiful, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just nail the proposal, get qualified, build, and done. One of my big projects was on the verge of kicking off. Watching plans unfold one by one, blueprint filling in—it was a special thrill. This is why people make and execute plans. Felt like a big shot.

"How's the Namdong Industrial Complex plan?"

"I've prepared Option 1 and 2."

"Brief me on Option 1."

Seung-hee gave a quick rundown on the Namdong cleanup. Option 1 assumed super-positive city cooperation, pooling public authority. Three days before op start, fence off the perimeter under "public safety." One hour before, evacuate nearby residents. Then, at go-time, unleash Go Min-ji's 15 loaned knights, the special team for bulldozing Namdong, and conscripted police forces to sweep it clean.

Key point: neutralize all the weapons and armaments packed in there ASAP. Ridiculously, some Namdong gangs had old tanks. If they went nuts and shelled the city, it'd be a disaster. And I'd take the heat.

"Option 2 assumes no city public authority. Better to get Militaris support then."

"That much?"

"Knights cover combat power, but Namdong's too vast. Catching every escapee needs volume, and Militaris aid is your easiest source right now."

"Hmm."

True, but using city forces over Militaris felt better. Constantly leaning on Aunt and Min-ji cousin seemed off.

"Option 2's strategy is similar."

She outlined it. As she said, combat was like Option 1, just different troop comps.

"Option 3?"

"I'm thinking, but it's radical..."

"Radical? What?"

"Preemptive missile strike to start."

"Ah."

Fucking radical.

"But it's so satisfying, I like it. Flesh it out proper."

"...Could cause massive collateral nearby."

"Just draft it. Not saying we'll execute."

"...Understood."

Evening came. After wrestling reports all day till my head hurt, I got to see a welcome face. Inaeun. That slutty prosecutor bitch had finally stepped onto my artificial island.

"It's been a while, Master. Did you miss my pussy?"

"Feels like forever."

Pussy Association meetings every Saturday, yet her face felt super missed. Thinking back, Saturdays had been busy lately. So yeah, I'd slacked on meetings. Especially post-Militaris HQ. Still, only about three weeks...

First fuck with Aunt was Oct 31, so a bit over two weeks. Not that long, but her body already ached for me—that's how perfect our ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠chemistry was. Insanely hot, insanely ecstatic pussy. Just recalling made my dick throb. No wonder meetings took a backseat with her around.

Of course, didn't mean I'd lost interest. Pussy Association was still my top possession. Especially this bitch Inaeun—had this inexplicable vibe that was pure dickbait. She pissed me off sometimes with her mouth, but dick punishment fixed that.

This bitch had given me all her virginities. Mouth, pussy, even ass. Full clear. Impossible not to get hard. But why the fuck are her traits like that? Total nutjob...

"Vacation till Friday, right?"

"Yes."

"Perfect. Monday we're storming the chief prosecutor's office. You're coming."

"But Monday's work at Central District?"

"If my pussy's by my side, that's work. What're you talking about."

"Hehe. True enough. Sorry for the cheeky mouth, pussy that I am."

"Good you know."

I pulled Inaeun into my arms. Her slim waist wrapped around my arm, soft texture everywhere. Plus that nice shampoo scent spreading. Hard to hold back. She hugged me too, with both arms. Fondling her tits, we headed to the room.

"Our prosecutor Inaeun's unique. Waist super slim, but tits this big. Seems petite overall, but not really."

"My best features."

"And that mouth's so damn slutty."

"Is it?"

"Yeah."

"Maybe 'cause it's been so long seeing you, Master—got me extra horny."

"Full-on flatterer now. Where's the justice prosecutor?"

"Surrendering to you is my justice."

"Ha."

No ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠holding back. Inaeun needs dick discipline.

"Stay out here, rest of you."

"Yes, Master."

I posted the others outside, dragged Inaeun in. For the next week starting today, she won't walk...