Become the Female Lead, I'm Asking You
A light knock sounded, and the office door opened quietly.
Yoon Eun-jung stepped inside with her manager trailing behind her.
The warm afternoon sunlight poured gently through the glass windows, mingling with the soft glow of the interior lighting to create a cozy, inviting atmosphere.
Namgoong Min rose slowly from his desk to greet her.
His expression was relaxed and gentle, as always.
His towering height, broad shoulders, and crisp shirt only amplified his commanding presence.
“Miss Eun-jung, thank you for making time despite your busy schedule. Please, have a seat over here.”
His deep voice resonated through the room.
It was smooth, yet clear enough to fill the entire office.
“CEO, it’s only natural that I’d come. I’ve been looking forward to whatever you might have to say.”
‘Did that sound too stiff?’
Even as she answered with a bright smile, Yoon Eun-jung inwardly scolded herself.
Yet behind that smile, her heartbeat had been steadily accelerating from the moment she faced him.
In the short distance she walked toward the table, the interplay of light and fabric was breathtakingly beautiful.
Her white see-through blouse caught the sunlight and indoor illumination, glowing with an even more translucent sheen.
The thin material softly revealed the contours of her skin, while the modest white bra beneath it showed through with gentle clarity.
In contrast to her pure, intellectual face, those hidden curves exuded a subtle, sensual allure.
The black suit pants hugged her slender waist, hips, and perfectly rounded backside in a smooth embrace.
The delicate fabric clung to her body, accentuating every natural curve with each movement and adding a mature charm that lay hidden beneath her refined appearance.
Even the faint outline of her white panties was faintly visible in the light, completing a flawless harmony in every part of her.
Namgoong Min’s gaze remained fixed on her.
His eyes were still warm and affectionate, yet they seemed determined not to miss a single detail of the actress before him.
He watched her quietly until she took her seat across the table.
Wherever his gaze touched, her skin felt as though it were burning.
‘CEO’s eyes… haa…’
She tried to sit with composure, but her body was already responding with complete honesty.
Her cheeks flushed a deeper red, and her breathing grew slightly labored.
A heat that had begun in her chest slowly rose upward.
Beneath the thin bra, her nipples gradually stiffened with sensitivity, beginning to rise.
At first the change was subtle, but soon the firm, erect shape pushed lightly against the bra’s fabric, becoming clearly visible even through the see-through blouse.
Under the lighting, the outline grew even more distinct.
The soft pink edges of her areolas showed through faintly as well, allowing her arousal to seep unmistakably through her clothes.
Still unaware of this fact, she folded her hands neatly on the table and smiled.
But her body had already slipped beyond her control.
Even in her seated position, the pants clung tightly to her, causing her lower abdomen to tense and swell ever so slightly.
Inside her panties, an even hotter reaction was unfolding.
Her outer lips gently swelled and took on a deeper hue, while her inner folds trembled lightly in response.
A lukewarm moisture began to spread from deep within, slowly dampening the center of her panties.
‘What is… this…’
Yoon Eun-jung felt a surge of inner panic.
Namgoong Min—the national hero, the perfect man.
The feelings she had believed were nothing more than respect and admiration were now erupting into such shameless physical reactions.
Her cheeks burned an even deeper shade of red.
‘Surely… the CEO hasn’t noticed, right?’
She lowered one hand beneath the table and gripped her thigh tightly.
The faint trembling that reached her fingertips made her excitement feel all the more vivid.
Min continued to watch her with that same gentle smile.
His eyes were deep enough to see through everything, yet they wrapped her in warmth at the same time.
He spoke softly.
“Miss Eun-jung, you must have been surprised when I asked to meet you in person today. The truth is… I wanted to discuss something very important, which is why I invited you here.”
His calm voice sweetly caressed her ears.
She drew in a deep breath, trying to steady her fluttering heart.
An instinctive feeling that this meeting would be far more than a simple project offer was seeping into every corner of her body.
Her hand still clutched her thigh tightly beneath the table.
The faint heat and moisture lingering in her lower body had not yet faded, but she clenched her teeth and fought to keep her breathing even.
Fortunately, the suit pants and blouse concealed every change, and his gaze remained warm and composed.
Min seemed completely unaware of her subtle tremors as he continued in a gentle tone.
“Now then, Miss Eun-jung.”
Namgoong Min placed a tablet on the table and slowly tapped the screen.
With every movement of his fingertips, the air inside the office began to carry a faint trace of heat.
“The reason I wanted to meet you in person today is to offer you our most important project since Four Square Entertainment was founded just one year ago. The promise I made when you joined us a year ago—I can finally keep it.”
Pride filled Min’s face as he spoke.
The conversation they had shared when she first signed with the company.
He had asked her to be patient for one year because the newly launched agency lacked both manpower and proper systems.
Yoon Eun-jung, who had her own personal circumstances at the time, had gladly accepted his proposal.
For a moment, she stopped breathing entirely.
Had they finally finished preparing?
Her manager also leaned forward slightly, ears perked with anticipation.
“This is a project planned by our Square Four. It’s a full-scale historical drama in which we’ll sell the worldwide rights to Complex.”
Just those words were enough to make Yoon Eun-jung’s heartbeat quicken.
Worldwide rights to Complex.
That didn’t simply mean distribution—it meant the production budget itself existed on an entirely different scale.
He swiped across the tablet and continued in a calm voice.
“It will be a sixty-episode series. The setting is the Goryeo Dynasty during the Yeoyo War period.”
He paused briefly, looking at both of them in turn before speaking quietly.
“The current estimated production budget is 550 billion won. That’s roughly 9.1 billion won per episode.”
“…550 billion won?”
Yoon Eun-jung’s voice trembled slightly as she asked the question.
Her manager sat frozen with his mouth hanging open.
550 billion.
A number without precedent in the history of Korean dramas.
Until just moments ago, her mind had been filled with secret excitement toward the CEO, but now every emotion was instantly overwhelmed by pure shock.
It was such an intense jolt that even the faint tremors in her lower body were forgotten.
He continued his explanation without the slightest change in tone.
“To give you the details… we plan to mobilize over ten thousand extras for the battle scenes and large-scale reenactments. The main settings—the fortress and palace—will be built as full-scale, life-sized sets, at least three of them. Construction is already underway. Locations won’t be limited to Korea, either. To supplement the visuals, we’re looking at shooting in Mongolia, China, Tibet, and Japan.”
He swiped the screen once more, revealing photos and blueprints.
A massive fortress wall, an endless battlefield, the splendid interior of a palace.
Everything had already been designed in concrete detail.
“We intend to secure at least five A-list lead actors and ten A-list supporting actors. For the music, we’re simultaneously approaching the top composers both domestically and internationally.”
“And… if any variables arise during production that might compromise quality, we’ve allocated an additional 200 billion won in reserve funds. We’re prepared to go as high as 750 billion won in total.”
A heavy silence fell over the office.
Yoon Eun-jung stared at Min in a daze.
A gentle smile still played on his face, yet the content of his words was utterly staggering.
Sitting before him in this moment, the realization that she could become a piece of this enormous picture made her entire body tremble.
Her manager continued nodding, still unable to form words.
Yoon Eun-jung took a slow, deep breath and asked in a shaking voice.
“…Then, CEO. Does that mean… I’m being cast in this production?”
A hint of playfulness flickered across Min’s eyes at her question.
He smiled quietly as he looked at her and said,
“You don’t think I’d invite you all the way here just to offer you an extra role, do you?”
Of course not.
But the overwhelming scale made fear rise faster than excitement, and that was the truth.
For a project of this magnitude…
She had guessed that even the A-list lead roles he mentioned earlier might be out of reach, so she asked with a touch of cautious hope.
“Then am I one of those ten supporting actors? Thank you so much, CEO. I never even imagined a project on this scale. Truly.”
At her words, Min’s playful smile deepened as he continued.
“Miss Eun-jung… you’re more timid than I expected. Excessive humility isn’t a good thing, you know.”
Though his face still carried a smile, Namgoong Min’s expression grew slightly more serious.
“I’m asking you right now to become the female lead of this drama.”
At those words, her heart began to pound violently once again.
And she felt an intense premonition that this moment would become a turning point between the CEO and herself.
Before long, the faint scent of lilies had begun to spread gently throughout the office.
