I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family -
Chapter 183
Ending the call, I haphazardly flipped my phone face down onto the table.
I had made a decision, but now I was worried about how to explain it to Go Minji.
'Maybe I could say it’s not a cancellation, just a tiny delay... If I go to Minji’s place, even with her busy schedule, she might make some time for me, right?’
No matter how busy she is with work, she has to go home eventually. Even if she's on a business trip, she’d still need a place to stay.
I’m busy too, but if I really try, I can carve out time here and there. If I said I’d stay with her for about a week, she’d probably say okay, wouldn’t she?
Or am I just overthinking this?
Considering the family situations Go Minyoung mentioned and Minji’s reactions when I corner her, she might actually enjoy it.
"Hmm."
‘Screw it. I’ll just contact her.’
Well, I can propose it, and if she refuses, I’ll come up with another plan then.
Like they say, strike while the iron is hot. I picked up my phone immediately.
Her reply came in just ten seconds.
Ah, right. Minji was with Militaris.
What kind of quick thinking is this? How does she even come up with this kind of outrageous retort...
That video includes you too, though.
This woman has completely gone off the rails, snapping pictures and videos left and right. Does she really want to blackmail her beloved cousin and nephew like this?
Hey! This is the one and only dick that was painstakingly brought into existence. Don’t oppress me like this!
‘Oh, yeah. That’s a good idea.’
A clever thought struck me. I could take a photo replicating the kind Minji often sends, complete with the same content and composition.
I positioned my middle finger toward the camera, snapped a selfie, and—
“Damn, this’ll piss her off.”
Half the photo was dominated by my flipped-off middle finger, with a smirk plastered across my face, exuding pure contempt.
It was the perfect photo to make anyone furious at first glance.
Who’s threatening whom now?
Minji might act all big, but she’s way easier to handle than Go Minyoung, and she doesn’t last long. Know your place.
What thrill? What the hell does she have planned now?
...?
What the hell is she talking about? Why is this going so far off course?
Wait.
She’s planning to fit fucking me into her already packed New Year’s schedule?
She wasn’t suggesting we meet separately?
‘Well, at least it doesn’t overlap with Go Minyoung...’
Looks like I overthought things and misunderstood. Minji literally meant New Year’s Day, but I added unnecessary assumptions, like, "She’s too busy that day, so maybe she wants to meet after.”
‘At least I don’t need to make excuses.’
"Fucking hell, what’s with your sharp instincts."
And what’s with "whore"?
As if she knows who the woman could be...
It’s your mom...
‘I can’t tell her it’s her mom... Damn it, I need to change the topic fast.’
Minji didn’t respond for a while.
She said she was busy, so maybe something came up.
But considering the read receipt and how she always replies to my texts even when busy, it’s clear she just didn’t know what to say.
Roughly two minutes later, her reply finally came in.
What??
‘Wow, I never even imagined this.’
But wasn’t Minji always unable to stand up to Minyoung?
She never ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) seemed like someone who could act this bold.
‘Ah, that’s her rage button.’
When she has nothing to say, it’s always the middle finger.
"You’re such a child, Minji, Minji."
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"Ha, fucking bastard, seriously."
In the middle of a high-level meeting, Minji rushed to the bathroom.
The bathroom, far too luxurious to even be called that, led her to a spacious stall. She turned to her assistants before entering.
“Everyone, leave.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
The assistants bowed and left, and only then did Minji step inside.
“What the hell is this mess, seriously.”
She checked that the door locked automatically, then hastily unbuttoned her pants.
“Wow, shit.”
Her panties were completely soaked in the middle.
The smell rising from them was a little pungent and damp, even to her own nose.
“Ahhh.”
She took off her jacket and blouse, placing them on the storage rack before heading past the frosted glass partition.
“Welcome t—”
“Shut up.”
She pressed the power button on the massage android, shutting it off completely, then settled herself on the massage bed, lying down.
Spreading her legs wide apart.
Press,
squish,
She rubbed her sticky panties with her middle and index fingers before slipping them inside to touch her inner flesh.
“Ahh...!”
Closing her eyes tightly, she focused on the sensations in her pussy.
But it didn’t even come close to a tenth of the feeling she remembered.
“Ha... Mm....”
A bit of an itch?
Thinking maybe the stimulation wasn’t enough, she pulled out her phone and played a video.
It was footage of Go Muyeol violently fucking her, recorded by her assistant.
Seeing herself pinned helplessly underneath and being ruthlessly ravaged by his thick cock sent her arousal skyrocketing.
“Fuck, but why...!”
Of course, it was still nothing compared to actually being fucked.
It took her nearly an hour of rubbing before she finally reached climax.
“Haah....”
Panting, her pussy dripping, she collapsed onto the massage bed, overwhelmed by a sharp wave of reality hitting her.
“Fuck... My life’s so fucked...♥.”
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