Kim Si-a Grows Wings 2 (8) — The Desperate Collapse and the Secret Hobby of Female Actresses
“Mr. Choi Min-hyuk, aren’t you sorry for all the fans who’ve been supporting you up to now?”
“Yeah, I’m not even a bit sorry… so please get lost.”
“Please, just say one thing about your current feelings!”
“It’s shit… so just get lost already.”
Kim Si-a had never felt so utterly powerless in her life.
From the journalists who kept dogging her like vultures to the rotten eggs that began flying, the worst day imaginable had descended upon her. Even the rough hands of the police officers who grabbed her arm under the pretense of protection only annoyed her more.
“Just let me go, or shove another needle in my arm and be done with it…”
Her nerves were so razor-sharp that even an explosion right then would have been nothing more than a mild inconvenience. She wanted to tear those demons apart for tormenting her.
“Mr. Choi Min-hyuk, say one word of apology to Kim Si-a whom you targeted recently… Kyaaah!”
“Get lost, you bitch, get lost before I kill you all… Gyaaaah!”
In the end, Choi Min-hyuk couldn’t hold back any longer. He hurled the journalist’s camera away.
That footage had already been sweeping across the entire country on national television.
This was the final image the public would ever see of the perfect actor Choi Min-hyuk.
‘Choi Min-hyuk is finished.’
When the drug scandal first broke, there had been a sliver of sympathy. The actor had been so successful, so beloved by the entire nation.
But the moment they witnessed his true face—the one that showed zero remorse—the entire country began to boil with contempt.
Only one place remained untouched by that storm: the recording studio of JS Entertainment, the very spot where Choi Min-hyuk’s true identity had been exposed.
‘Time to get my head straight.’
Choi Min-hyuk had fallen. Now it was our turn.
If we didn’t clamp down on our nerves and keep coordinating from this moment on, every single project we had worked on for years would be swept away by the massive wave of Choi Min-hyuk’s drug scandal.
“Min-seok, have those friends standby?”
“Yes, Chief.”
“In a little while, articles from Dongin Ilbo and several other places will drop simultaneously…”
I had two cards prepared to finish this matter.
One was a first-rate piece aimed straight at the worst day—the headline would read something like: “Will the Worst Day Devastate Him Even More? No Edits.”
Of course, I had no idea whether that side would delete the footage or not. I only knew the one-line report that relations had confirmed it.
One single line of that report, and the worst day would become the actual worst day.
‘Well, the cleaning uncle at the set is definitely a relation.’
My second card was a second piece designed to elevate our Si-a-nuna.
“Will the actor who threw stones at Kim Si-a explain himself?”
This would brand Kim Si-a’s name into the public’s memory once more.
You must remember this.
You must remember that a mere drug addict was allowed to sway the entire nation and tear apart an innocent actress, biting, tasting, and chewing her to pieces.
So you should feel sorry for our Si-a-nuna and pity her.
That cheap sympathy will only make our Si-a-nuna shine even brighter.
“Min-seok, please make these two articles go viral for me.”
Given the current search volume, even typing Choi Min-hyuk’s three letters would trigger a frenzy of outrage.
I wasn’t sure if we even needed full virality, but the more searches there were, the more articles would rise about Choi Min-hyuk—no matter how trivial.
That meant a little manipulation was necessary if we wanted to steer public opinion exactly as we intended.
“Please, Min-seok. Once this is done, I’ll focus only on editing from now on.”
“Aigoo~ What now, Chief? Editing is fine, but this side is pretty fun too.”
“Yeah? That’s good news… Also, I’m busy today, so you two eat lunch together.”
“Chief! That’s…”
Min-seok began to speak urgently, but Min-gu cut him off instantly.
“We’ll go, Chief. Min-seok hyung and I will eat lunch together.”
“Alright. Call me if you have work, Min-gu.”
Min-gu bowed his head politely, but his face looked far too grim today.
***
Kim Si-a had never felt this happy since her debut.
Everyone was too busy idolizing her acting and looks.
Even the bad man who had tormented her until recently had been destroyed.
“So you should have used your heart more kindly, Mr. Choi Min-hyuk!
That’s why you received your just punishment~”
[ Lovely Lady Kim Si-a Audition Video ]
• Her face was crazy, but her acting was even crazier.
• Kim Si-a… She had everything—face, figure—but the 32nd-generation descendant of the Kang clan, Han Pil-gyu, didn’t have it…
• Won’t you give it to me?
• Did you not get it? Nuna said she loved me, Han Pil-gyu…
• I was looking at you, asshole…
• Fuck… I cried along with Nuna when she cried.
• I’ll love Nuna… I’ll love Nuna forever!
“Hehe, Choi-co-di… They say my acting is insane~”
“Unnie, Chief told you not to look at the comments, right?”
“No way! They’re fine~ They’re super kind.”
I never imagined that creating a channel called “Manager Kang’s Day” would turn me into someone who watched YouTube comments all day long, giggling like an idiot.
This channel would give me so much vitality.
‘Tch… Does Han Pil-gyu really think I’m that good?’
I still remembered the first comment I received after uploading my first video. It was from that cute guy who had left a shy confession after seeing my superior figure, saying he had shot several loads just from looking.
Of course, these days I don’t reply to such dirty comments, so I feel a little sorry…
‘Ha… Did Han Pil-gyu still shoot loads while looking at me this time?’
Did he splash on my face while I was screaming for him to love me?
Or did he do it while watching my underwear from the home-video I posted last time?
I deliberately hung the exact panties I wore that day as a gift, so he must have seen them.
‘Those commenters who left messages here must have shot loads while watching me too…’
Suddenly, an intoxicating wave of excitement rolled over me.
Overcome by the rising thrill, I casually slipped the edge of my favorite cushion between my legs.
I moved it past Choi-co-di, who was lost in folding clothes.
‘Did he do it? He must have shot a ton…’
I even took the trouble to go through the entire comment section and leave one myself.
If you watch the video closely, you’ll see the exact moment my panties appear on screen.
‘But what do I do, Pil-gyu…? It’s not cheap porn you can watch for free.’
I felt I had to apologize to this friend.
To that poor man who had spilled his seed while staring at my delicious pussy for so long.
He would never taste it again in his entire life.
Thump, tap, tap… My fingers moved faster on the phone.
• Kim Si-a… She had everything—face, figure—but the 32nd-generation descendant of the Kang clan, Han Pil-gyu, didn’t have it…
• Pil-gyu… Nuna’s pussy is so fucking delicious… I’m sorry Nuna couldn’t please you~ ^^
‘I’m really sorry, Pil-gyu… Nuna is too busy serving that man to give you any pleasure.’
“Nuna, what are you doing? What are you watching that’s so fun?”
“Ah~ Just watching something for a bit.”
“Sniff sniff… But what’s that smell? It smells strange coming from inside the house?”
“W-what smell…?”
Kim Si-a suddenly trembled.
While lost in her own lewd fantasies, her place had become soaking wet.
But thankfully, the smell wasn’t her own.
“Choi-co-di! Did you smoke a cigarette?”
“Wow~ Chief, you really are a dog. How did you know?”
“I told you before, right? When Nuna is home, please be careful…”
“I’m sorry, Chief~ Just once, please?”
“From now on, be more careful. If the smell gets on your clothes, it could cause unnecessary misunderstandings.”
“Tch, you’re overreacting for just a little smell…”
“These clothes you’re folding, Choi-co-di, they’re the ones our Nuna will wear tomorrow…”
“I’ll be careful, I’ll be careful… Damn, I want to go curse at my mother-in-law!”
‘Why did I get my hopes up!’
Honestly, I had been a little hopeful.
Maybe he’d smell my female scent and get even more excited…
“Choi-co-di, how long until you finish folding the clothes?”
“Um, about… an hour?”
“Then, Nuna, it’s almost time. Let’s shoot a video.”
“Eh? What kind of video?”
“Just… something I’ll keep for the channel.”
“Yeah?”
“I noticed we’ve never shot a video in the bedroom. People will be curious. What does an actress’s bedroom look like…”
Upon thinking about it, it made sense.
We hadn’t posted a video from the bedroom even on the day we opened the house.
‘Why didn’t I think of that earlier…’
Why hadn’t I considered posting the most intimate space of all—the one where my heat was concentrated the most?
I had rubbed my pussy against the corner of that bed so many times…
I wanted to show that to the people who loved me, at least that one thing.
“Alright, Jeong-um, I’ll take one video and bring it back… You stay here alone~”
“Yes, unnie~ Take care.”
They moved into that wicked space, leaving Choi-co-di in the living room, alone with his clothes.
“But why suddenly… Ugh! Hey~ Why all of a sudden…”
A huge, rough hand suddenly covered her chest.
His usually gentle, warm hand felt unbearably rough today.
“Ha… Nuna…”
“Why are you like this~ There’s Choi-co-di outside.”
“Then, why did Nuna do that…?”
“I… I what?”
He lifted the hem of her skirt with those big, rough fingers and stroked the already dripping panties over them.
“How is there such a vibrating scent coming from here? It’s our Si-a-nuna’s pussy…?”
“Ha… Haaang… Huff!”
“Be quiet, Nuna. There’s Choi-co-di here, like you said…”
I had heard of men acting this violently sometimes…
‘He’s gone crazy~ He’s completely gone crazy!’
Looking at this man’s state, it was clearly the very day I had waited so long for.
The act with him had been incredibly pleasurable, but the only thing missing was that he never treated me roughly.
“I’m not locking the door… What if Choi-co-di hears?”
I wanted to say if he hears, it’ll be the three of us… but the words didn’t fit the situation at all.
Of course, if the chance came, I wanted to try it once.
‘It would hurt… but it would feel good too. Watching the man I love treat another woman like an animal.’
Because her jealousy and lust were so strong, she had always wanted to do a threesome at least once.
But she shook her head, beginning to sink into the situation.
To make that man even more excited… to let him treat her even more roughly.
“Ah, don’t, Min-hyuk… Jeong-um’s hearing is really sharp.”
“Nuna, you want this. That’s why you’re dripping so much.”
“Please… not right now.”
“Want what? I do what I want.”
A single tear fell as she poured out her full acting performance.
But her hands, unlike her face, had already lowered his zipper.
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