Chapter 33
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: The Seventh Facade (♡)
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Director Son Jung-hoo's meeting was set for 1 p.m., but something else had come up before that.
Stone Actors headquarters, 3rd floor, Actor Management Team 2.
Before the meeting with Director Son Jung-hoo, a preliminary discussion took place regarding actor Jung Woo-jin's next project.
Those in attendance were Division Head Sung Si-hoon and the Team 2 leader. CEO Baek Hee-jin was absent.
Sung Si-hoon, who usually maintained a calm facade, was unusually excited today as he led the meeting.
"Woo-jin, have you read the script Director Son Jung-hoo sent over?"
"Yes. I enjoyed it. It's a role I'd really love to take on."
"Perfect. The drama's doing great, and this is a golden chance to build on the recognition you've gained, so let's seize it. And Woo-jin—"
Sung Si-hoon leaned forward, his eyes sparkling.
"With Fixer from Hell blowing up, we've been getting a ton of variety show offers. There's one really solid proposal I want to tell you about."
I waited until he paused, then replied quietly.
"Division Head, as I mentioned last time, I'm not interested in variety shows yet."
"No, Woo-jin, this is huge for actors. You can't just ride the wave of one hit forever. You have to keep staying visible to the public. That's especially crucial for rookies like you. Look, I've already set up a meeting, so just meet with them once. And as a newbie, insisting on only doing what you want isn't a great attitude. We have to consider the company's position too, and the management team's working hard to make you succeed. We need to compromise and find common ground."
"......"
That was the gist of it.
They'd gone ahead and scheduled a meeting for a variety show I'd explicitly said no to.
I brushed it off vaguely to end the meeting, then texted Baek Hee-jin.
[If it's not a real emergency, get your ass in here right now. Keep me waiting, and I'll wreck one of your holes for real.]
And sure enough, Baek Hee-jin rushed into the CEO's office moments later.
"Huh? You heard me right?"
"Eek, heh, y-yes, I d-did!! I got it!!"
I bent Baek Hee-jin over the sofa and administered her punishment.
Without any foreplay, I plunged roughly into her pussy, while delivering stinging palm strikes to her pale, moon-like ass cheeks.
Squelch, smack, squelch, smack, squelch, squelch—!
Slap—! Smaaack—!
Different yet similar sounds mingled irregularly, and Baek Hee-jin wailed lewdly, crumpled against the sofa.
If this were a typical office, someone might knock for a report, but Baek Hee-jin guarded her domain fiercely and rarely let anyone in here.
She handled most work in other conference rooms.
Sure, it must have been convenient when she ruled like a queen, but ever since the new food chain was established, this place was no longer her sanctuary.
Here, I hiked up the company CEO's dress without a care for anyone's gaze, spread her pussy lips with my fingers, and slammed my cock in as I pleased.
Her pussy clung to my shaft with sticky, obscene heat, and my cock cheered, demanding more—faster, rougher friction and stimulation.
For my soulmate, that was nothing I couldn't provide.
I gripped her plump ass firmly and yanked her back hard, sharply ramping up the pistoning tempo.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squeeelch—!!
"Hngh, hek...! Y-You're too rough!! Haak! Haaah...!!"
I snarled, squeezing her tits spilling out from the dress.
"I told you to remember two things: I'll do only what I want, so don't touch my decisions. Too hard to follow, so you scheduled a variety meeting and shoved it at me already?"
"Eek, hik! Y-You did say th-that—!?"
Slaaap—!
"Kyaaak?!"
I smacked the CEO Baek Hee-jin's ass as she whined excuses like she was wronged. Her cheeks already bore vivid red handprints from repeated strikes. I hit her harder once more.
Slaaap—!
"Fucking bitch making excuses. Isn't a subordinate's mistake the boss's fault?"
"M-My ass huuuurts...! S-Sorry! I'm sorry!!"
I could control the intensity if I wanted, but it was nearly time to prep for Director Son Jung-hoo's meeting. Baek Hee-jin could throw tantrums in front of me, but she'd have to compose herself outside.
"Here it comes!"
"Euhuuk...! It's coming, it's comiiing—!!"
Baek Hee-jin's pussy clenched rhythmically, massaging my cock from all sides, and I unleashed my load into her without hesitation.
Spurt, spluuurt, spurt—!
"Huu... Hnngh, too muuuch... Huu..."
Instead of reflecting as punished, she looked like she'd enjoyed it immensely, which irked me. I shoved my fingers in and roughly scraped her inner walls.
"Heek, hik...! C-Cumming agaaain—!!"
"Emptying your bladder before guests isn't a bad idea."
I grabbed her limp ass draped over the sofa and shook my fingers wildly inside her pussy.
I'd already mapped out every inch of Baek Hee-jin's body at the villa and tamed her to a degree. To induce her squirt, I targeted her G-spot relentlessly.
Squelch, squish, squelch, squirt, squiiish—!
"Ooh, oooh?! Ooooooh!!! I'm going!!"
And Baek Hee-jin delivered exactly as expected. She arched her back, letting out a shrill scream, then shamelessly pissed all over the CEO's office.
Shhh, shhhiiit, shhhhiiiish—!!
"Hnn, hnghuut..."
Baek Hee-jin buried her face in the sofa, her outstretched legs trembling uncontrollably. Thick cum dribbled from between her thighs, and clear droplets beaded at the tips of her neatly groomed pubic hair.
I pulled her dress down to wipe her pussy once, then said,
"If you're gonna squirt like this every time, shave it off. Actually, come in fully bald by tomorrow."
"Ahng... Y-Yes, yesss..."
Her age-inappropriate grooming was cute, but I preferred a smooth mound. I'd shave every one smooth whenever I touched them.
I wiped the cum residue from my cock on her dress, pulled up my pants, and didn't forget a final smack on her ass.
"I'll head out first and review the script. Don't be late."
Slaaap—!
"Ahk...?!"
"Congratulations, Woo-jin! Sure, it's just the premiere ratings, but no denying the first step is the most important, right? Haha! 18.8%—Hyun-yong's gonna strut around with his chest puffed out for a while. Oh, ah! Sorry. I go casual with Choi Hyun-yong PD since we go way back."
Director Son Jung-hoo was as chatty and fast-talking as ever. Listening to him felt rhythmic, almost musical.
"Ahem. As I mentioned last time, I really want you for this, Woo-jin. The moment I say that as a director, I'm not playing games with negotiations. I'll meet any conditions! No audition needed. In Korea, only you can pull off this role properly. Just join us!"
Whatever Baek Hee-jin had done, everyone else in the meeting room stayed silent, offering no opinions. Sung Si-hoon wasn't even present.
This made it feel like a one-on-one between me and Director Son Jung-hoo.
I smiled faintly and asked,
"I really enjoyed the script. But as I read it, one personal question came up."
"Ask away!"
"The protagonist Hyun-seong changes appearances daily from Monday to Sunday, and I understand the one you're asking me for is the #7 form."
"Yes, exactly!"
"Is there a reason my form has less screen time compared to the others?"
"Ah..."
Director Son Jung-hoo looked troubled, thinking I was complaining.
But it wasn't dissatisfaction. Quite the opposite—since my role's scenes were limited, I believed its impact and ripple effect would be even greater.
I asked to test if Director Son Jung-hoo was the type who could push his vision without bending to external pressures.
I personally think film directors need that stubborn conviction.
Composing himself, Director Son Jung-hoo hardened his expression and spoke.
"The protagonist lives seven different appearances in a week, but the film's core theme is inner beauty—the emotional exchange transcending exteriors. That's why your seventh facade must have minimal weight. It has to be small."
"Hm..."
"The seventh facade is a handsome shell, but one that can't form deep bonds, stuck in superficial relations, embodying the protagonist's inner emptiness and pain. Overemphasizing it risks getting lost in flashy looks and seemingly glamorous days... Yes, the seventh must have the least screen time."
Director Son Jung-hoo, who begged me to take the role and promised max conditions, stared at me firmly on this point alone, unyielding.
And I...
"Looking forward to working with you, Director. I'll give it my all."
I chose Director Son Jung-hoo's film Inner Beauty as my second starring role after Fixer from Hell.