Chapter 6
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Not a Face for a Roadie
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Not a face for a roadie?
Stone Actors.
It wasn't as if they had no idols under their wing, but it was a solid mid-tier agency mostly managing actors.
It was also the agency Son Sia belonged to, and the place where I'd worked as a roadie.
I parked the van in the underground lot of Stone Actors' Gangnam headquarters and rode the elevator up with Son Sia.
She wrinkled her nose, clearly uncomfortable being alone with me in the cramped, enclosed space, and just stared fixedly at the elevator buttons.
In the meantime, the elevator arrived at the third floor.
Ding-.
The third floor housed the office for Actor Management Team 2. The meeting was in the conference room next door.
"Hey! Sia, you're here? Good work on the shoot. You must be exhausted."
"Yeah..."
Seok Woo hyung, the team leader of Team 2, came out to greet her warmly.
Son Sia went in first through the door he held open, and Seok Woo hyung greeted me as I followed behind.
"Hey, good work. The team leader said he'd check your schedule later and give you some special time off, so look forward to it."
"Oh, really?"
I was planning to quit as a roadie soon, but I'd decided to bring it up after the meeting, so for now, I followed him into the conference room.
The Actor Management Team 2 leader, who was already seated, spoke up.
"Sia, good work on the shoot. The CEO will be here soon, so let's start the meeting as soon as she arrives."
In the conference room were the Team 2 leader, Team Leader Seok Woo hyung, the PR team leader, and one female staff member who looked like a team member.
Click-clack. Clunk-.
The sound of clicking high heels came from outside, and soon the conference room door opened as CEO Baek Hee-jin made her entrance.
Baek Hee-jin, CEO of Stone Actors.
Known as the White Snake, she was a legendary figure who had survived the savage entertainment industry—where people smiled to your face but stabbed you in the back—and built her own kingdom.
Her sharp eyes swept across the room once.
What was it about her?
Having seen CEO Baek Hee-jin a few times before, my personal impression was always that she had the vibe of a seductive enchantress.
Her lazily drooping eyes carried a bewitching aura, as if everything bored her.
Her haughtily lifted chin, her sensually swaying hips as she walked, and her bold see-through look that exposed her black bra and cleavage.
She was a woman exuding fatal, decadent beauty.
Click-. Click-.
Baek Hee-jin, who could have been an actress herself without anyone batting an eye, waved to Son Sia as she took the head seat.
Once Division Head Sung Si-hoon, who had followed her in, was seated as well, the real meeting began.
CEO Baek Hee-jin propped her chin with one hand and said,
"Sia, you read the synopsis beforehand, right?"
"Yes."
"What do you think? Pretty solid, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess..."
CEO Baek Hee-jin asked in her signature languid voice, and Son Sia answered obediently.
Her presence was on another level, so even Son Sia, with her bitchy personality, didn't dare act out in front of her.
There was a stack of two A4 pages in front of each seat in the meeting room.
The two drama synopses proposed to Son Sia were:
QBS Monday-Tuesday drama Winter Wind,
and ATBC Wednesday-Thursday drama Fixer from Hell.
If Winter Wind was a typical melodrama dealing with conflict and love between leads, then Fixer from Hell was an episodic occult thriller drama.
As Baek Hee-jin said, both synopses were well-written—it was just a matter of choice.
But then.
CEO Baek Hee-jin twisted her red lips slightly and said,
"Anyway, either one's fine, but the ATBC drama has some attractive supporting roles, so I was thinking of sending a few of our kids to audition. Think you could help us out with that, Sia?"
"......"
So that's why she came.
I'd wondered why CEO Baek Hee-jin had bothered to show up for Son Sia's next project meeting. Turns out she'd cut a deal with ATBC.
Since Fixer from Hell was episodic, it featured a variety of characters, making it perfect for slipping in agency actors—even if not as major supporting roles, at least bit parts or extras.
If Son Sia took the lead, Stone Actors' influence would naturally grow.
Baek Hee-jin smiled at Son Sia, but it was like the smile of a snake.
And separately from that, I raised my hand.
"Ma'am, I have something to say."
At my words, CEO Baek Hee-jin blinked and looked at me.
"Huh? Who're you?"
CEO Baek Hee-jin's coquettish expression was truly one of a kind. It was a killer look that seemed annoyed yet seductive, and paired with her alluring features, it was a masterpiece.
I looked at the tantalizing face of CEO Baek Hee-jin and replied,
"I'm Jung Woo-jin, Son Sia's dedicated road manager."
"Hm. Got it. But that's weird?"
"Pardon?"
"Not a face for a roadie? You... ever thought about acting?"
[Acquired Baek Hee-jin’s talent, Coquettish Expression (C+).]
I'd caught Baek Hee-jin's interest.
Quitting as a roadie to become an actor was something I'd planned to bring up myself, but somehow she'd thrown the idea out first.
"That's why I'm saying this, but I'd like to audition for the role of Hee-chan in Fixer from Hell."
"Hmmm... Your face has great potential, but we've already got someone lined up from our side. Don't you think we should stick to the order?"
As expected, the audition was just an excuse—they'd already made a deal. If Son Sia took the lead, they'd slot in agency actors for small bit parts.
In that case.
"What if I audition independently, not as a Stone Actors affiliate? I'll snag a role outside the ones already set."
Baek Hee-jin's eyes narrowed at my confident words.
Ha, that bewitching vixen making that face was enough to make my pants tighten.
"Pretty bold, huh?"
I stared at Baek Hee-jin and said,
"So, if I land the role, then we sign a contract."
Baek Hee-jin let out a nasal hum in response.
"Hng..."
Unlike with Son Sia, coveting one talent had raised her subordination percentage higher.
Guess that means I can covet up to five talents total?
She was known to have studied abroad in England, so her British accent showed up as the next talent.
It was pretty tempting. The talent, and the woman Baek Hee-jin herself.
The meeting about Son Sia's next project wrapped up.
Son Sia would star as the lead in ATBC's Wednesday-Thursday drama Fixer from Hell.
And personally, I'd decided to audition for the role of Hee-chan in Fixer from Hell.
After CEO Baek Hee-jin, Division Head Sung Si-hoon, and the PR team left,
Seok Woo hyung rushed over to me and said,
"Hey! Jung Woo-jin, are you insane?"
He'd known me since I was chasing my acting dreams, and he was the one who'd gotten me the job at Stone Actors after I failed to make it.
He was also one of the few who knew just how pathetic my acting talent was.
"Dude, what are you thinking? Even if the CEO didn't put any conditions, did you even consider what happens if you bomb the audition?"
Well.
It would've been true back then.
But now, having absorbed Son Sia's talents, I brimmed with confidence.
I had Acting Genius (A) as my base, stacked with all sorts of talents essential for actors.
"Seok Woo hyung, I'm going to give acting another shot. Sorry."
When I said it seriously, Seok Woo hyung sighed and replied,
"Haa... What's done is done. If it doesn't work out, I'll introduce you to another agency. You survived a year with that Son Sia bitch—what can't you handle?"
He was a good guy.
"Hyung, I'll handle Son Sia's roadie duties for a bit longer, so send over a replacement."
Stone Actors headquarters underground parking lot.
Inside the van, with its heavy tint blocking any view from outside, the sound of water echoed.
Squelch, squish, squelch, squish, squish-.
"Eek, hngh, hnnngh...!"
The thin, leaking gasps of a woman.
"You fucking bitch, spread your legs straight."
Son Sia's thighs, which had clenched around my hand, were pried open again.
I was thrusting my crooked, hook-shaped fingers deep into Son Sia's pussy.
Squelch, squish, squelch, squish, squish-.
"Hic, s-stop, you fuck... ahngh..."
Son Sia was still putting on her arrogant act, but that only turned me on more, so I didn't bother correcting it.
Her attitude didn't matter anyway—she was my sex slave who couldn't resist me no matter what.
In the end, Son Sia couldn't hold back the building pleasure, her thighs quivering as she climaxed.
"Eek, nghk, aaahhh...!!"
I tapped Son Sia's cheek with my hand slick from her juices and said,
"I'm stepping out for a bit, so play with yourself. If I don't smell that slutty pussy when I get back, you're dead. Got it?"