I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 345
We rolled around until dawn before passing out.
As far as I can remember, I fell asleep with my dick still inside her pussy—but when I woke up, I was the only one in bed, and my dick felt... empty.
Of course, I had morning wood, pitching a tent under the covers.
The dull, sharp ache told me I really worked myself raw last night.
If I’m this sore, Go Minji’s trash-tier pussy must be completely destroyed.
‘Or maybe not? She used her mouth a lot, so maybe she’s holding up better than I thought.’
I don’t know why, but there’s something especially satisfying about violating Go Minji’s mouth.
Sure, when it comes to sheer pleasure, nothing beats her pussy—but there’s a certain twisted sense of conquest that comes with facefucking her.
Maybe it’s because she’s a Go family woman—not just some random girl. There’s a warped thrill in treating her like that.
So last night was what, like a 50-50 split? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
We definitely used her mouth a lot. Compared to my dick, her pussy probably got a lot more rest.
‘Ugh... I’m fucking exhausted...’
My eyelids were heavy.
I didn’t want to get up.
My eyes were about to shut again—
But then a slap to my forehead snapped me wide awake.
“Get the fuck up, asshole.”
“...?”
My blurry vision focused, and I saw Go Minji’s face.
She must’ve gotten ready for work—gone was the mess from earlier. Standing before me was a perfectly groomed career woman.
Her face was lightly made up, totally different from how she looked when she was drooling and gagging on me just hours ago.
She had a sour look as she smeared the cum I’d wrung out of her all over her hands.
“Fucking piece of shit. You don’t even wake up when I slap you. Must be fucking nice.”
“...What time is it?”
“6:40. Super fucking late, huh?”
Wait—
6:40?
It hasn’t even been three hours since I passed out.
“...That’s fucking early.”
“Eat shit.”
Guess she has to be at work by 7.
Go Minji was already fully dressed in her suit, completely prepped to head out.
Then she checked her watch, climbed halfway onto the bed, and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
Smooch.
“If you’re sleepy, keep sleeping. Lazy asshole♥.”
“...You know, your words and your actions don’t match at all right now.”
“Do they?”
This time, she kissed me right on the lips.
A wave of mint hit me from her toothpaste.
‘Damn... I haven’t even brushed yet...’
I must taste awful just waking up, but she didn’t care.
We kissed for a while until she pulled away and slapped my forehead again.
“Your fucking breath.”
“I just woke up, come on.”
“Exactly. If you’d just gotten up when I told you, we could’ve showered together.”
“And had sex too?”
“Obviously.”
“What about a quick one now? I’m already hard.”
“Nope. I’ve got no time.”
She flipped me off and climbed off the bed.
Normally, she wouldn’t say no so easily. She really must be in a rush.
“I’ve gotta go to work. If you’re that desperate, use one of your toys. Or find someone and get off that way.”
“This boner’s your fault, noona. That’s pretty irresponsible.”
“Then come to work with me. Even if you’re not officially registered, you’re still a director, technically.”
For a second, I was tempted.
What if I just followed her to the Incheon branch of Koryo Militaris today?
We could have a repeat of yesterday—right in the branch director’s office.
But I gave ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) up on the idea quickly.
As much as I wanted to, I had things to do too.
Hell, showing up here yesterday was already way off-schedule for me.
“Take care, noona.”
“Tch.”
Guess she didn’t like my answer.
She left the house without even saying goodbye.
Might be a while before I see her again.
“Ughhh...”
I rolled over and pulled the blanket up again.
It was now 6:45 a.m.
I mean, I do wake up early, but this is ridiculous.
I can definitely get at least another hour of sleep.
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Before 8 a.m., I boarded the AV with Baekseol.
I found out on my way out—while I was asleep, Go Minji had registered my biometric data, meaning I could now enter the house anytime I wanted. If I ever felt like it, I could move in with her just like that.
Living with Go Minji, huh...
My dick would probably be exhausted all the time, but I kind of think it might be worth trying once.
Not that I actually can—I've got too much to do.
I absently stroked the gift Minji had left sitting to the side.
A miniature model of all of Incheon(?).
There was something strangely nostalgic about it.
Maybe because of her.
‘Later... If I get the chance...’
The thought reminded me to message her.
I sent a single ‘🖕’ without any text, but she didn’t reply—guess she was busy.
“Tch.”
“Master, Namdong District Office has requested a private line with Daejin Construction regarding the reconstruction project.”
“Ah... right. I told them to pass that along.”
I’d hoped to get some sleep on the AV ride to Pyongyang, but that was a no-go.
My executive office was already running at full speed this early, and there were too many things that specifically required my judgment.
It wasn’t like last time when I just shut down everything, so even slightly ambiguous matters ended up in my lap.
“I should contact Minji-a, right? Reaching out to the CEO directly would be overstepping, and it breaks protocol.”
“Yes.”
I rubbed at my eyes and called Minji-a.
Fitting for a woman who runs several corporations—she picked up right away.
– Yes, Young Master. Go ahead.
She always seems so composed in texts.
But when she stands in front of me, she trembles like a leaf.
– Remember
– how I asked for just three buildings to be constructed?
– Yes...
– I also remember it wasn’t just three buildings...
– Don’t be sarcastic.
– It’s a good deal for your aunt, too.
– I-I wasn’t being sarcastic!
– The Permanent Special Prosecutor Act just passed.
– So there’s going to be talk about establishing a permanent investigative body.
– I’ll handle the organizational structure.
– Coordinate with my executive office for the design.
– Once the construction bid goes up, apply immediately.
– Understood.
– There’s one more thing.
– You mean the Namdong Police Department, District Prosecutors' Office, District Court, Incheon City Hall, Namdong District Office, right?
– I remember all of them.
– That too.
– ...Wait, there’s more?
– I finalized the deal with the district.
– The Namdong Industrial Complex reconstruction
– is going to be handled entirely by Daejin Construction.
– ...
She went silent.
It felt like she was silently asking why I moved forward without consulting her.
Probably just my imagination.
– The deal’s done with the district.
– City Hall’s on board too. Even the mayor knows.
– That’s...
– a pretty massive project...
– What’s the projected budget?
– No clue.
– ...
– The district office already asked for a direct connection to Daejin Construction.
– I’ll give you the contact info.
– But it wouldn’t look right for our aunt to be contacting the district directly, would it?
– Let’s use this chance to establish a Daejin branch in Namdong Industrial Complex.
– Send a president over to handle things with the district office.
– This project just keeps getting bigger...
– Probably the first to break ground will be City Hall.
– You heard the mayor declared a war on crime, right?
– I personally asked him to be lenient with Daejin Group.
– As payment for this project,
– you can negotiate for whatever you want.
– He’ll agree to almost anything.
– Just make sure you don’t get shortchanged.
– Got it, Young Master.
There's something gratifying about how obedient she is.
I was about to end the call, but then remembered the banquet, so I kept going.
– Also,
– I’m organizing a banquet.
– A big one this time.
– What? Again?
– Again?
– I-I didn’t mean it like that...
– Last time, those arrogant bastards
– boycotted it without knowing their place.
– ...
– It didn’t go properly because of that.
– But now the power structure’s been reshuffled,
– so we’re doing it again.
– Give me the dates,
– I’ll keep my schedule open.
– Oh?
– Will you?
As expected of my aunt.
She always reads the room fast.
– It’s next week, Monday through Wednesday.
– May 18th through 20th. Got it. I’ll be there.
– Good.
– Oh,
– and don’t wear any underwear.
– W-What??
– So I can fuck you the moment I see you.
– Got it?
– ...
She didn’t reply for quite a while.
Felt like she was waging some internal battle.
– A-Alright... understood...
Feeling amused, I took out my hard cock, snapped a picture, and sent it to Minji-a.
– Suck it.
– ...Excuse me?
– I said, suck it.
– ...
Clearly flustered, she eventually started pretending to suck me off through text.
As I watched that, Baekseol gave me a blowjob. I came once, then asked Minji-a for photos—
Wide open mouth, pussy shots, cleavage—everything.
She was the weaker one, so she silently obeyed every unreasonable demand I made.
Teasing her again after so long made time fly.
Almost a few hours passed like that.
In between, I exchanged messages (mostly insults) with Go Minji, and handled the urgent work that trickled in.
Eventually, beyond Pyongyang, my massive factory complex came into view—my personal property.
Frankly, it's so large you could call it a city.
This is where my RK Series is manufactured.
“RK-99 initial production is complete, right?”
“Yes.”
Just like with the RK-77 (Shinabro), access to the RK-99 production facilities is completely restricted—even the surrounding area is locked down.
Only Baekseol and I are allowed inside.
From resource supply to production and inspection, everything is automated.
Baekseol just has to occasionally manage it remotely—
It’s a perfect auto-run system.
‘Maybe I should assign my knights to guard this place once they arrive.’
By July or August, I’ll have my own group of 13 knights.
When I first heard that, I thought I’d use them as personal guards—but maybe assigning them to this facility wouldn’t be a bad idea.
‘It’s kind of a waste... but there’s no place more important than this. Maybe I can split them up.’
If I stick just the male knights here, I probably won’t even miss them.
