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"Damn, I can't believe it. You put me to sleep and jumped me? Do you like that kind of thing, Director?"
"No, if I warn you ahead and ask you to act it out, it kinda kills the realism..."
"What did you say?!"
"Sorry, my bad!"
She was glaring at me with those axe-like eyes, so I had no choice but to bow my head. Lasers were practically shooting out of them.
No matter how much of a bastard he was, Director Hong was still a third-generation chaebol heir. When someone like that humbly lowered his head, even Grace couldn't push too hard.
I wasn't waiting for her anger to subside... I was pondering how to use the synthesized video when her soft ass pressed against my thigh. Grace, now straddling me, nibbled my earlobe, cutely signaling she was still pissed.
"So, how was fucking me while I was asleep? Tastier that way?"
In truth, the restraints on my actions hadn't gotten me that excited. It was more like getting high on the taboo thrill of doing something I shouldn't. But saying that would be pouring oil on the dying embers, so I spun it positively.
"It was great. Asleep or awake, all I could think was your pussy is the best. I'll wake you up like this sometimes."
"What? You're gonna keep doing this?"
"As long as you don't hate it."
"It's not that I hate it, but I was asleep so I couldn't feel anything. You were the only one who enjoyed it. Now... you'll make me feel good too, right?"
My hand was already slipping inside her blouse, hardening her nipple. Nothing beats sex for reconciling men and women.
"Of course. Don't think about work tonight."
"Ahh, such sweet talk again. I'm already wet, so take responsibility... ngh."
Her sticky juices were already soaking my thigh.
* * *
I headed down to Busan to give Jisung the video. I planned to propose he join me while I was at it.
"This is porn. Faking something like this in Korea could get us in deep shit. Sorry, but I can't."
"It's a video of me and my girlfriend having sex. You think I'd want to show you something like this? I need it to clear Manager Song's name."
"You're saying this video will help Jinho hyung?"
"Composite me with the guy in the next video. Voice too. He's one of the bastards who framed Manager Song, and to take him down, I need something this provocative. Help me land a solid hit."
I'd known the kid since he was little. It was sensitive footage for me and Grace, but I trusted he wouldn't leak it. The guy never paid attention to anything outside his interests anyway—perfect for this job.
"This will really help Jinho hyung?"
"Like you, I care a lot about Manager Song. He's too good to get buried by a false accusation like this. There are others running around to save him besides me. I've got a close senior named Do Mingyu—I'll introduce you. He'll prove how hard I'm working."
"......"
While convincing Jisung, I pitched him a job at the agency I was setting up. He showed interest when I said it started with PR but I'd make a spot for him in special effects once we built a production team.
"I'm handling hyung's studio right now, so I can't right away. Once I wrap things up, I'll come to Seoul and talk."
"Sounds good. I'll make sure Manager Song comes back, so make that video solid. I've got a good use for it."
"And I'm Jinho hyung's junior, so drop the formalities."
"I'll switch to casual when we meet in Seoul. I think highly of your skills—I'd love to work together."
He said it'd take about a week, so while waiting for him in Seoul, I decided to finalize the agency setup.
* * *
"Madam hyung connected me with a shuttered agency's office. They've even got a separate practice room—pretty decent."
Madam hyung again. This time he solved my real estate issue too. Scary guy.
"We should pick a name before registering the agency. Got any ideas?"
"Thinking Stardust."
"Sounds like a star name."
"In astronomy, it's a small star cluster, but it also means something captivatingly enchanting."
"Not bad? Raise stars like that and we'll hit the jackpot."
It wasn't my idea—it came from Director Hong's memories. A scene describing his mother's acting that way stuck with me. For his first self-built company, it'd be a nice memento.
As Mingyu hyung said, it'd become a 'captivatingly enchanting existence.' Asmodeus would fetch the promising seedlings, and I'd awaken them all through sex, turning them into flowers that could enchant anyone. My cock would be the cheat key to maximize their allure.
"Anyway, do something about Bora noona and Seoah."
"What's up with them?"
"Seoah keeps calling, whining to see our darling, which is burdensome enough, but lately Bora noona's grilling me, saying there must be a reason you can't come yourself."
Bora noona's intuition and judgment far surpassed ordinary people. I'd only sent a video, so suspicion was natural.
"Seoah's debuting soon, so I'll meet her at the office. For Bora noona... honestly, I don't know what to do yet. Can't just blurt out I'm Song Jinho."
"Why not show her like you did me? It's unbelievable, but talking to you makes it clear you're Song Jinho."
"Women aren't as straightforward as men."
I'd been stalling to 'direct' an undeniable scene. I'd need Asmodeus's help soon—create an opportunity and ask. Without a proper price, she'd whine about wasting this divine body again.
* * *
"Be honest. You blackmailed Deputy Manager Heo to film this while I was asleep, right?"
The deepfake Jisung made exceeded expectations. I showed it to Grace since she'd know best, and she suspected it was real. No one would spot the manipulation now.
"That's why I showed the original first. Just my face and voice swapped."
"How could you say such shameless lines..."
"Sorry about that. Had to make Heo look like the killer, so I picked the most provocative stuff on purpose."
But that expression wasn't anger. Was she turned on?
"Why say that stuff while I was asleep? It's thrilling just hearing it—if you'd said it to my face... ahh, what now. I didn't bring spare panties."
"Hold on. Since when did you develop this kink?"
"Women crave being thoroughly dominated by the man they're into! Lately you've been too gentle. That's nice too, but... sometimes I want it rough!"
That explained the occasional rape fantasies.
"Ahem. Not hard—I can do that anytime you want. So, the video's that realistic? No awkward bits?"
"I'm dreading how to look at Deputy Manager Heo tomorrow."
If even she said that, no need to show anyone else.
"Just manage it well. If this leaks, I'm dead."
"Want me to handle you rough before you die, like you wished?"
"Kyaaah, Director!"
She screamed like that but looked thrilled to death.
* * *
Jang Palbok, nearing eighty, had handed the company to his eldest son ten years ago and now lived in Samcheong-dong. Amid the Bukchon Hanok Village's traditional tiled roofs, his place was one of the largest hanoks, ranking in the top fingers.
Rumors swirled: comatose, barely breathing; tended by a young concubine young enough to be his granddaughter; still pulling strings for some chaebols from the shadows. Yet he'd secluded himself for years. Meeting him would reveal what he was up to.
"The Chairman's mobility is limited, so he can't receive guests. Apologies, Director."
I'd called to request a visit, and a man who seemed his secretary politely refused. As expected.
"Then please tell him I have words about his daughter—have him contact me anytime."
Officially, Jang Palbok had no daughter. Few even knew about a hidden child from a concubine. Pinpointing her like that—what reaction would he have?
Less than ten minutes after hanging up, the secretary called back.
"The Chairman will see you tomorrow afternoon. The time is..."
I'd schemed my way to an appointment, but a sudden unease hit me. I was now a fusion of Director Hong's memories and body with Song Jinho's soul.
Director Hong was a weak chaebol heir; I was smart but nothing special otherwise. Their common traits: sex addiction and standout looks that got them fed anywhere.
Neither had the ruthless drive I now possessed—using any means to twist my brain and seize what I wanted. I was confident I could beat anyone with strength, smarts, women, whatever.
'Feels like I've gained an ability I never wished for. A perk from contracting with Asmodeus?'