Chapter 76
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 76
Chapter Title: Devoured by Her Former Manager?
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After Jung Woo-jin had left, having lounged on the sofa checking his smartphone for quite a while, Baek Hee-jin emerged from the shower inside the president's office.
Her body felt languid from soaking in the warm water.
Baek Hee-jin gazed at the mirror in one corner of the shower room. It was completely shrouded in white steam, her face invisible.
"Mm...."
Baek Hee-jin let out a soft groan as she wiped away the condensation on the mirror with her hand.
Finally, her face came into view. Her bare face, stripped of its heavy makeup.
Her true appearance—known to only a tiny handful of people aside from a select few—was a far cry from her moniker, "White Fox."
It was a pure, innocent face that gave off a cute, soft impression.
Baek Hee-jin subtly cupped the undersides of her breasts with her palms and lifted them.
- Wow, fuck. Look at these full tits?
That was the first thing he'd said after stripping her naked at the pension where she'd tried to wrap him around her finger.
The heavy burdens that had felt so uncomfortable, the ones that constantly knotted her shoulders and ruined her outfits—they'd been her complex.
But her thinking had changed now.
Every time they slept together, he obsessively fondled her breasts, and she'd started to feel a bit of pride about them.
Men and such. After the divorce, she never wanted to get tangled up with one again....
"Anyway, it's a win-win, right...?"
Her relationship with Jung Woo-jin was an utterly bizarre one. A partnership, maybe? He dropped by now and then to torment her, and in exchange, he threw himself into his projects, bringing in the revenue.
He had just one demand: He'd pick his own roles.
She'd been worried at first, but it turned out to be needless fretting, something she realized soon enough.
Jung Woo-jin, a total rookie, had gone out and landed major projects on his own. In less than half a year of activity, he'd already appeared in one drama and two films.
Forget the surprise factor—the direct and indirect benefits to Stone Actors had been substantial.
And it wasn't just about the money.
He'd swooped in as the relief pitcher for the floundering Male-Female Best Friends, earning favors from Spring Breeze Pictures and all the related production and distribution companies.
Even that notoriously picky director Son Jung-hoo had come knocking personally to request Jung Woo-jin, letting her slip in another agency actor for a minor role despite everything.
He was one hell of a mysterious guy.
He had her firmly in his grip, yet he asked for nothing. No money, no better roles.
"Ahem, ahem...."
He did crave her body sometimes.
But that was exactly what Baek Hee-jin wanted too. With her libido reignited, she actually felt miffed when his visits grew sparse.
"Hmm...."
Baek Hee-jin hummed to herself as she stared into the mirror. She smoothed her wet hair and struck a seductive expression, as if tempting someone.
Seated in the president's office, lost in thought for a moment, Baek Hee-jin pressed a shortcut key on the intercom in front of her.
A brief dial tone rang out quietly.
A thick, low voice emanated from the receiver.
- Yes, ma'am.
Now fully made up in her White Fox guise, Baek Hee-jin tapped the desk with her finger as she spoke in her signature soft, sticky tone.
"Hmm.... Security Chief. Didn't you say reporters slipped into the parking lot of the dorm apartment where our actors stay, pretending to be visitors?"
- My apologies. It was a newbie's mistake. We'll manage it tightly from now on.
"I trust you'll handle it. And vary the vans the kids use a bit. Make sure no one can be ID'd by the vehicles."
- Yes, got it!
Click.
After hanging up with the security chief...
"Hmm...."
Baek Hee-jin propped her chin on her hand, her fingers still drumming the desk. Her expression turned grave for a moment, as if deep in thought—then a snicker escaped her lips.
"Son Sia—that brazen bitch—must've been tamed too."
It was something she'd learned just recently.
Actors under Stone Actors could stay in company-provided dorms if they wished. It wasn't a perk for just anyone, of course.
But major talents like Son Sia and Jung Woo-jin mostly took advantage of it, and for "protection," Baek Hee-jin had staff on constant duty.
Though surveillance was the real priority, anyway.
And they'd reaped the rewards from it.
Jung Woo-jin frequently visited Son Sia's place.
He bundled up tight enough that they couldn't pin down his identity. Once or twice might've slipped by, but tails get caught eventually. Especially in the same building.
"The lone wolf who acted so above it all—devoured by her former manager of all people? Heh."
Saying it aloud made her feel like she was spitting in her own face, so Baek Hee-jin cleared her throat with a dry cough and rose from her seat.
Click-clack.
Now it was time for the internal meeting.
Jung Woo-jin hadn't specifically asked, but Baek Hee-jin was already throwing her weight behind the Male-Female Best Friends promo campaign.
Not just leaning on connected media outlets, but boosting SNS visibility on YouTube and Instagram—even outsourcing Twitter trends.
"Two million? What's so tough about that? Money makes it happen."
All Baek Hee-jin wanted was one thing.
For this peculiar partnership with Jung Woo-jin to last as long as possible.
Male-Female Best Friends—day two of release, 10 a.m.
- 'Male-Female Best Friends' draws 110K viewers on opening day, hits box office #2.
- Jung Woo-jin and Lim Eun-ha's 'Male-Female Best Friends' off to a roaring start. Rotten Tomatoes score: 88%!
- 'Male-Female Best Friends' earns rare critics' acclaim—what's the secret of its simple structure captivating both critics and audiences?
Articles about the film Male-Female Best Friends were flooding in like a burst dam.
Compared to the other films in theaters, it was packing serious heat.
Portal sites kept stacking up with audience reviews, yet the rating didn't dip—instead, it climbed to 9.1.
Scroll through Shorts, and Male-Female Best Friends promo clips kept popping up. Same with YouTube ads.
"Director Min Woo-jeong, you griped so much, but Spring Breeze Pictures packs a real punch, huh?"
Slurp, slurp, smack, slurrrp.
A ticklish sensation.
"Uh...?"
Han Woo-hee, who'd been dragging her long tongue along my shaft, looked up at me to gauge my reaction.
"Nah. Keep going."
"Mm...."
At my words, Han Woo-hee extended her tongue again, softly lapping at the glans. Hot breath poured from her mouth, warmly enveloping it.
I could clearly feel the sticky, heated trail of her tongue.
"That's it. Now bob your head like you're sucking it in."
With the glans in her mouth, she peeked up at me with just her eyes, then nodded faintly. She slipped her tongue inside and stimulated the glans with her lips, suck-suck-suck.
What was going through her head?
Han Woo-hee was utterly entranced, staring hungrily at my dick as she focused solely on licking.
Because I'd told her to.
Because she expected me to fuck her afterward.
I'd thought her sense of self was pretty solid, but she'd turned into a cock-hungry slut way faster than anticipated.
If I told her to guzzle cum, she drank it eagerly. Spread her pussy? She'd part those lips anywhere, anytime. Craving her ass? One text, and she'd enema'd up and come running.
"Get up. Let's check how far your nipple training's come."
Among the women I'd bedded, Han Woo-hee had the smallest tits, so I'd poured extra effort into developing her nipples.
If there's no fun in kneading soft flesh, you've gotta pinch and play with the nips, right?
It was only natural.
Han Woo-hee wiped the drool drenching her mouth and stood.
Coin-sized patches covered her nipples.
And inside them...
Sporbans, as they're called. They wrap the nipple and jab it with saliva for stimulation, and patching over with a coin plaster or medical tape makes it look like a nipple cover.
Ever since starting her nipple dev, I'd been stimulating them like this whenever, wherever.
Even during outside schedules.
I peeled off the patches and sporban one by one, then gently caressed her nipples. A teasing touch so light it was ambiguous whether I was even touching them.
"Eut, ahut...!"
I circled them with my fingers, stimulating as I went.
"Uu, uut...!"
I hadn't even squeezed hard, but Han Woo-hee's hips twitched and shuddered.
Sensitivity had definitely spiked.
"Good. Looking solid."
I flashed a grin and suddenly wrenched her nipples hard.
"Ahak...!!"
At the same time, I slid a hand between her thighs and caressed gently.
After sucking dick and a quick nipple tweak, her panties were already soaked through with pussy juice. Dripping wet.
"No need to touch it separately. On all fours—spread that pussy."
"Y-Yes, ning...!"
Even to her lowly junior, she obeyed with glee, dropping to all fours and hiking her ass high.
I looked down at her.
⤷ 1st Condition: Watch the movie Inner Beauty filmed with 'Han Woo-hee' in theaters.
⤷ 2nd Condition: Fulfill the 1st condition first.
⤷ 3rd Condition: Fulfill the 2nd condition first.
Han Woo-hee's subordination level had already hit 75%.
As expected, her appearance talent was A+—same rank as Son Sia's.
Exciting stuff.
Absorbing it wouldn't boost my looks right away, but snagging another A+ appearance talent? At that point, maybe...
S+ rank.
I couldn't be sure if it'd pan out like I imagined or if the rank even existed.
But the mere possibility was enough to make my heart race.
My current looks were already near-perfect by my own judgment—what was missing? Could they upgrade further? Physically?
I'd probably find out sometime this year.