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🕑 Added 2025-04-27 01:03:08 +0000 UTCChapter 86: The Daily Life of Na-yeon, Manager at YC Entertainment
"Hyun-seong... are you busy today too?"
-Huh? Yeah... So-hye. Sorry. I have something to do... Tomorrow is March 1st holiday, so let's date then. How's that?
"Okay..."
Lim So-hye hung up the phone to her boyfriend, feeling dejected once again.
"I guess... getting caught by Mi-hyun was a shock?"
Just thinking about that incident still made her face turn red with shame.
My goodness.
Getting caught having sex at her boyfriend's house by his twin sister.
What's worse... that twin sister was a terrifying school bully from her class.
And since that day, contact with her boyfriend Hyun-seong had become sparse.
"Sigh... should I go apologize to Mi-hyun?"
Though So-hye couldn't even dream that Mi-hyun and her boyfriend were committing incest, her guess that Hyun-seong's decreased contact might be because of Mi-hyun was as accurate as catching a mouse with her hind legs.
"...I miss Hyun-seong..."
So-hye was innocent but not pure.
The blank slate that once knew nothing had been thoroughly stained with Hyun-seong's colors.
First sex,
First climax,
First squirting,
Hyun-seong had taught her everything.
"...Hyun-seong... ah... ah"
Her hand slowly moved down to touch her clitoris.
Just as she was about to masturbate while recalling Hyun-seong's large, hard penis inside her vagina.
"So-hye"
"...Ah, Dad"
A short man who still barged in without knocking.
Her father, Pastor Lim Seong-ryeong.
Lim So-hye, who was just about to masturbate, straightened up in surprise.
"Huh? Are you sick somewhere?"
"What? No, no! But why?"
"Well, the day after tomorrow is your university entrance. I was thinking of going to the department store to buy you a laptop."
"Uh, okay... but I already have a laptop?"
"Come on. I bought that three years ago. Now we need to buy a new notebook for studying, and new clothes for our So-hye too."
As always,
Father Lim was a caring dad.
Except for the way he tried to control his child as if she had no right to privacy...
"Um, but I have plans tomorrow..."
"Plans? With a boy?"
Her father's tone suddenly became frightening.
"N-no. When would I have time to date boys... a girlfriend, I mean a friend who's a girl."
"Phew. Right? So-hye. It's not time to date boys yet."
Another long lecture followed.
His voice becoming particularly severe whenever boys were mentioned.
The continuous preaching about morality, warnings about men, brainwashing that sex is bad.
'This is so tiresome...'
Of course she loved her father, but...
She wished he would realize that someday his daughter would need to leave the nest.
"Ten coffees to go, please. Four iced Americanos, six hot Americanos."
"Yes. I'll help you with the payment."
February 28th.
9:00 AM.
Na-yeon Seo tended to arrive at work leisurely.
Because she handled some unique duties, there was no particular reason to arrive early.
"Sigh. Another day of work."
She stopped by Starbucks on her way to work to buy coffee for the employees.
After getting back in her car and driving through traffic for another 30 minutes, she arrived at a small five-story building just off the main road.
The YC Building.
Surprisingly, it was a building gifted by Kwak Young-cheol's father...
'How much would this really cost?'
Of course, there must have been some loans involved, but owning a building itself was something that sounded like a distant tale of the ruling class to Na-yeon, a commoner.
While Kwak Young-cheol wasn't exactly a chaebol-level wealthy person just for owning a small building, even this level of real estate asset was intimidating enough for Na-yeon, who had been poor.
Newly impressed by Kwak Young-cheol's wealth, Na-yeon arrived at the elevator carrying the heavy coffee carrier.
Stores packed on each floor of the building.
First floor: pharmacy, restaurant, convenience store
Second floor: obstetrics and urology
Third floor: dermatology... though actually all three clinics were run by the same doctor.
And the fourth and fifth floors were both occupied by Kwak Young-cheol's companies.
The fourth floor was YC Capital, a lending business previously run by Kwak Young-cheol's father with a figurehead CEO, which was now directly operated by Kwak Young-cheol.
The fifth floor housed YC Entertainment and Kwak Young-cheol's office.
She had thought an entertainment company would be raising idols, but in reality, it was quite different from that.
Anyway, Na-yeon's "new company" was YC Entertainment. She was Kwak Young-cheol's "secretary."
At least officially.
Na-yeon first pressed the fourth floor in the elevator to head to YC Capital.
"Good morning!"
"Oh. Ms. Na-yeon brought coffee again. Thank you, I'll enjoy it!"
When she opened the glass door printed with "YC Capital" on the fourth floor, a large bald man stood up quickly to greet her.
Oh, by the way, at first she didn't know what YC stood for and asked Kwak Young-cheol, only to be ridiculed.
'Don't you even know what the spelling of Young-cheol is? You blockhead, hahaha'
Since she was being taken by Kwak Young-cheol at that time, she couldn't make any excuses, which left a slight wound.
Because she really didn't know any English spelling, so she didn't even know it was Young-cheol's initials.
Facts always hurt.
'Then you probably don't know what Capital means either?'
'Damn it... fine, I don't know. What is it?'
'Sigh, you ignorant woman. It's a lending business, a loan shark place.'
That bastard.
Even though he was just a high school graduate himself.
Anyway, although Na-yeon didn't work at YC Capital, she occasionally bought coffee for them since they were just one floor below.
YC Capital had 10 employees.
Considering that most small private lending businesses had single-digit staff, it was neither very large nor very small.
"Thanks to our Na-yeon, the office is always bright. Come down often~"
"Hoho. I will."
It had already been a month since Na-yeon started working in this building.
During that short period, Na-yeon had already had sex with 4 out of the 10 employees working here.
For instance, the bald sales team leader who was welcoming Na-yeon was a favored employee of Kwak Young-cheol, and occasionally received the "reward" of being able to have sex with Na-yeon.
Though he was smiling at her now and treating her as the boss's secretary, in reality, they had had sex 8 times in the past month.
The loan approval team leader who was glancing at her from the side had only had her 3 times due to poor performance.
The debt collection team leader, who came from Kwak Young-cheol's father Kwak Tae-soo's direct subordinates—meaning he was from a gang background—was on familiar terms with Kwak Young-cheol and had been able to have sex with Na-yeon 18 times in the past month.
Additionally, one more employee had mixed bodies with Na-yeon at least once.
In other words, nearly half of YC Capital's employees had slept with Na-yeon.
They had seen everything of each other.
At her previous workplace, the used car dealership, she had also been made to service the employees one by one, eventually ending in a 7:1 gangbang...
But as Na-yeon thought about that incident, her vagina involuntarily trembled.
At first it had been a tremendous shock, but... as time passed, the bad parts were forgotten and only the thrilling memories remained.
Na-yeon, whose sexual desire had been awakened, gave seductive eye greetings to those she had slept with and deliberately swayed her large, vulgar buttocks wrapped in a short skirt as she left and went up one more floor via the stairs.
She knew perfectly well that all the male employees' eyes were directed at her buttocks. In fact, she enjoyed it.
Na-yeon's main workplace.
YC Building 5th floor, YC Entertainment.
When she opened the rather lavishly decorated door, she saw a disorganized interior that contrasted with the glamorous exterior.
The interior was divided into several compartments. Each door was a thick metal door that couldn't be seen through from the outside, which seemed strange for an entertainment company.
Of course, for Na-yeon who knew the true nature of this company, it was a familiar sight she passed by indifferently.
Strangely, after passing through a narrow and winding corridor, she saw the hidden president's office inside.
Hmm hmm.
Taking a deep breath, she knocked.
Knock knock-
"Who is it?"
"It's Na-yeon, oppa."
"Damn... come in."
Kwak Young-cheol's voice sounded somewhat suppressed and hoarse.
Na-yeon guessed the scene inside and opened the door.
Unlike the exterior, the inside of this president's office was the epitome of luxury.
It looked lewd with vulgar, flashy colors and imitation gold decorations.
In the middle of the office, Kwak Young-cheol sat sprawled on a sofa with his suit pants thrown off,
and some woman was kneeling between his legs, servicing him by sucking his penis. She looked surprised to see Na-yeon and hurriedly tried to remove her mouth.
"Uh, um..."
"Hey, keep sucking, you bitch. She works here."
"...Yes."
Though Kwak Young-cheol said that, the unfamiliar woman was still hesitating about whether to continue sucking Kwak Young-cheol's penis while someone else was watching.
She was 175cm tall. Quite tall with a bob haircut.
A rose tattoo extending from her shoulder to her elbow caught Na-yeon's eye.
'Sigh'
Though she was seeing this woman for the first time, it was obvious.
Feeling a bit sorry as if seeing her past self, Na-yeon nonchalantly went to her desk and checked her computer.
Today's tasks.
10:00 AM. Investor meeting
12:00 PM. Lunch for entertaining investors...
While she was checking her tasks
"Ah fuck, fuuuck... you slutty bitch... ugh! Hey! Na-yeon!"
"What is it, oppa... I mean, boss?"
He always told her to call him boss when other people were around.
As Na-yeon approached with a displeased expression, Kwak Young-cheol shouted in a thick voice.
"Make some coffee! For me and her!"
"Okay... sir."
"You bitch. Push it all the way down your throat! Can't your fucking stupid head learn? Huh?"
The vulgar man Kwak Young-cheol was spewing obscenities while groaning hoarsely, grabbing the poor woman's head and thrusting his penis into her like an onahole.
'I used to be like that too'
Thinking this, Na-yeon quickly made coffee and brought it to the table, just as things were being finished(?).
"Gulp... cough... gulp..."
The tattooed woman, who was still not used to irrumatio, was coughing as she tried to swallow Kwak Young-cheol's goblin club that was thrust deep into her throat.
"Hmph... phew... ah, damn... you're not satisfying, you idiot."
She was thrown aside by Kwak Young-cheol who had finished ejaculating.
Na-yeon offered the coffee at just that timing.
"Here's your coffee, boss."
"Oh. Slurp- As expected of Na-yeon. With experience, you make amazing coffee. Hehe."
Having served Kwak Young-cheol for nearly half a year from August last year to February this year, she had thoroughly learned his coffee preferences.
As Kwak Young-cheol happily drank his coffee, he pushed away the face of the bob-haired tattooed woman, who was still coughing as if his semen had gone into her airway, with his foot and took out a ziplock bag from his pocket.
Inside were pills...
"Here. Take it."
"...Thank you."
Despite the humiliating treatment, the eyes of the bob-haired tattooed woman showed desperation rather than humiliation as she looked at the pills.
Watching this, Na-yeon felt a chill and her body trembled.
'Whew... I really shouldn't do drugs.'
