Breaking News: Seongil Pharma's Collapse

"It's dropping."

Jang Hyun-soo, the manager, said calmly, eyeing the massive stock chart dominating the screen.

"Liquidation sales have begun."

"Now," Abhos commanded curtly from the sofa, tilting her teacup. "Buy."

"Understood."

No sooner had the word left her lips than the waiting staff hammered their keyboards. The office echoed with the relentless clatter.

"First batch swept up at market price."

"Good. Gobble up all the panic sells flooding the market."

Abhos was deploying the vast fortunes she'd amassed devouring the underworld. We scooped up every share dumped on the market. While others cried "doomed" and tossed it as trash, we gathered it diligently.

It wasn't just stocks.

"Negotiations with the bank creditors are complete," Kim Sang-mu reported.

"They'd given up amid bankruptcy fears, but when we offered to pay off the debt in cash, they were bowing. Secured 80% of the bonds."

"Excellent."

Abhos smiled elegantly.

A day passed, then two. As the market's screams and wails quieted, JH Consulting—no, Abhos—had become the owner of Seongil Pharma.

— Seongil Pharma HQ, main conference room.

The mood was a funeral. Some hadn't even shown up, too busy with actual mourning rites.

"Those cowardly Japs... They knew, that's why they dumped and ran early!"

"What about Keter HQ? They say no contact?"

The remaining executives who hadn't fled or missed their chance sat pale-faced. VP Jo Sang-hun was dead, Keter's puppets and their boss Sato Kenji had bolted to Japan.

"Who the hell is the acquirer anyway? Some loan shark outfit we've never heard of!"

"Our company... handed to gangsters?"

The conference room doors flew open.

"Watch your language."

Jang Hyun-soo entered first, holding the door. Abhos and I followed. She exuded intimidation in her top-tier suit, and I trailed her in high-end secretary attire.

"Wh-who are you?"

One executive shot to his feet.

"Your new owners."

Jang Hyun-soo slammed a stack of documents on the table.

"67% of shares secured. 80% of bonds acquired. That should qualify us to show our card, no?"

The executives fumbled through the papers, faces paling in shock. Not just majority shareholders, but holders of the company's noose—its debt. Absolute top dogs.

"Skip the introductions."

Abhos perched on the table, crossing her legs and surveying them.

"Time for a cleanup."

"Cl-cleanup?"

"You lot."

She pointed at each one.

"Incompetent, clueless, disloyal old fogeys—do I really need you in my company?"

With a flick of her finger, our office's burly brothers poured in from the hall.

"W-wait! Let's talk! We're heavyweights in this industry too!"

"H-hey! I gave my youth to this company! At least severance..."

"Severance?"

Abhos smirked.

"The company's bankrupt and drowning in debt—severance? Shut up and get out quietly unless you want lawsuits for embezzlement and breach of trust. Now."

"..."

No one argued. They had skeletons. I'd seen Jang Hyun-soo's reports—VP, directors, all the corruption bowing to Keter.

The scum directors dragged out by our staff, the room cleared.

Abhos nodded approvingly.

"Not bad. Great view."

She smiled, satisfied. A company in ashes. Finger-pointed as ruined, but to us, the perfect foundation. Building, facilities, sales network intact. Just a new owner.

"Congratulations, Abhos. You're a real chairwoman now!"

I beamed. She pulled my hand.

"Not just mine. Ours."

I blushed, squeezing back with a grin.

"Ehehe, yep!"

— Two weeks later. Seongil Pharma... no, now AB Bio HQ, main conference room.

"Attention, everyone!"

I cleared my throat at the podium. Now also head of the Strategy Planning Division—a fancy title. Real work delegated to capable Executive Director Kim Sang-mu (formerly Assistant Manager Kim), but I had to declare the vision for the flair.

"Forget the drab old pharma days. We're taking a bold new path."

I pointed the laser at the screen.

"Our new core business: cosmetics & beauty!"

The screen showed sleek cosmetic bottles and the Re:Birth brand logo.

"After restructuring and asset review, Seongil's skin regen and ointment patents proved gold. We're targeting the premium functional cosmetics market."

I puffed my chest proudly.

"If this hits big, we're going legit! No more dirty debt collecting!"

"Ooooh...!"

Cheers erupted. Our old crew whooped loudest.

"Damn... me, a big corp department head? Gotta brag to Mom."

"Heh heh... My lifelong dream was a corporate badge... feels like a dream."

Tattooed brothers once wielding knives and pipes in the shadows. Now in crisp suits, AB Bio badges gleaming. Eyes misty. Movie-style life turnaround—big corp salarymen admired by all!

Even legacy Seongil staff, sharing rice with these scary tattooed guys, seemed relieved, not resentful. They'd feared no pay, no severance, job loss—but we inherited everyone, reinstated the laid-off. Abhos was their savior.

"Save the感動 for the company dinner! Do your best ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠at your posts!"

"Yes, Director!!"

The roar ended the meeting. Morale skyrocketed.

......

Back in the chairwoman's office—remodeled from the old CEO suite. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, vast space. Her massive desk center, mine right beside.

A stranger might wonder, "Secretary desk in the chairwoman's office?"

"Phew..."

I sat, unbuttoning my high-neck blouse. (Kkkomul yanked a toy from the drawer and gnawed it.)

"Well done, Min-woo."

Abhos smiled from the sofa.

"Staff eyes were alive. You pumped them up good."

"Nah, real workers like Executive Director Kim did it. I just rode coattails."

"Leading people is a skill. You set the stage; they thrive."

"Hehe... really?"

Grinning at her praise, sorting approvals—then my phone buzzed wildly. Caller: Executive Director Jang Hyun-soo. Merger hero, my right-hand man. I pushed his fast-track from manager to exec—gotta look after your own.

"Yes!?"

I jumped up. My nose stung too.

It worked. My blood, my desperation.

"So glad... really glad, Exec Director. Congrats."

"Thank you... truly... this favor, lifetime..."

"Aw, enough. Go home early—no, take leave! Stay with Yu-na. Family first."

I hung, heart warm. I'd saved someone. A miracle.

"Hmm..."

A chill from behind. Abhos stared from the sofa.

"Such good news? Your face is blooming."

"Oh, uh...!"

Excited to share, then froze. Wait. Saving Yu-na was secret from Abhos? Lied about hospital bathroom break...

Should I say?

"Th-that... um... Yu-na woke up! Haha, wild, right? Docs say miracle..."

"Miracle..."

Abhos murmured lazily, beckoning.

"Come, report."

"Y-yes!"

Relief—she bought it! I scurried with reports, kneeling at her feet, spreading them.

"So, this new product lineup. Market research shows anti-aging cream hot..."

"Hand."

"Huh?"

She snatched my wrist, inspecting my index finger. Faint scar from Kkkomul's hospital bite.

"A wound."

"Oh, that? P-paper cut filing..."

"Liar."

She sucked my finger. Warm wet tongue lapped the scar, then sharp fangs bit again.

"Ow! Hurts!"

A bead of blood. She licked it.

"Slurp..."

Her golden eyes gleamed wickedly.

"As expected... of my companion."

"Huh...?"

"Sweeter. Not human blood. My essence fully fused, richer, evolved."

She nuzzled my nape, inhaling deep.

"Smelled it when you returned from the 'bathroom' that hospital day."

"...!"

Busted. She knew my lie, what I did with my blood.

"S-sorry... I..."

Excuses died as her lips sealed mine.

"Mmph...!"

Deep, sticky kiss. Possessive, devouring my mouth, my saliva.

"Slurp... haa..."

Lips parted; she whispered in my ear.

"Cheeky, Min-woo. Sneaking around behind your owner's back."

"I... did wrong..."

"Punishment time?"

Her hands ripped my blouse buttons. White skin bared. She tore off the nipple bands.

"Ngh...!"

Sensitive nipples exposed, already hard and flushed.

"Planning to band them forever? No bra either."

Abhos giggled, groping my breasts.

"B-but... I'm a guy..."

"Hopelessly adorable. This lewd body."

"Ah, ang! Not there...!"

She nipped a nipple. Electric jolt. Hips bucked.

"Hnnng...!"

Tight H-line skirt tented. Male reaction. But my moan was feminine.

"How dare this honest body lie."

She yanked off my skirt. Black stockings hid men's panties, pushed by my erection—wet from the kiss alone.

"A-Abhos... please... office..."

"So what? It's my company."

Her nails shredded the stockings, gripped me tight.

"Punishment for mischief: handjob today."

"Hik!"

Her hand stroked. Slick with my precum, wet squelches grew louder.

"Ha, haat! A-Abhos! I-I'm sorry!"

Hand tormenting, her mouth roamed: nape, collarbone, breasts. Lips sucked hard, leaving red marks.

"Mine. Your blood, flesh, cheeky thoughts—all."

Smack, slurp.

"Marking you full. No more funny ideas."

She bit my shoulder hard. Sharp pain, surging pleasure. Below felt good, but her marks thrilled more.

"A, aaang! Abhos, I... slurp!"

She silenced my scream. Limit. Her hand, her taste—I erupted, spurting hot cream on her hand, my thighs, stockings.

"Haa... haa..."

Collapsed on the sofa, spent. But Abhos wasn't done. She eyed the white mess, tongue out lewdly.

"Wasteful."

Lick. She lapped my thigh.

Sweet as honey, greedy flicks.

"Ugh... dirty..."

"Dirty? It's yours."

She sucked her fingers clean, smirking down.

White on her lips, seductive and sinful.

"Sweet... far more than blood."

Sticky kiss. Our scent filled my mouth.

......

Much later, post-coitus haze lingered. Blouse torn, stockings ripped, cradled in her arms.

"Haa..."

Limp, boneless. She stroked my slack form tenderly.

"Honest now."

"Yesss..."

I nuzzled her chest meekly. A buried thought surfaced. Now... she might hear me.

"Um... Abhos."

"Hm?"

"One more... favor."

"Again?"

She chuckled.

"Greedy. What now?"

I met her eyes, steeling mine.

"Jo Min-hyuk."

"..."

"Punish him. Jail's not enough."

Her brow twitched. She peered into my soul—vengeance, twisted healing through others' pain.

"Hoo..."

Unlike feared, her lips curled in delight. Genuine glee.

"Thought you soft... you've hardened, Min-woo."

"Thanks to you."

I grinned; she rubbed her nose on mine.

"I like it. You're becoming like me."

Caressing my cheek.

"Granted. Do as you wish. Tear, flay, whatever."

"Thank you...!"

"Soon... you'll devour by your own will."

Her murmur chilled sweetly. I burrowed deeper. As monster's bride, taking my first step.