I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 372

The photoshoot went on for a while.

Somehow, I ended up feeling like a model in the process. I’d never done anything like this before, so it was a bit unfamiliar.

“Yeah, just a little more... That’s it. Now rest your arm on your hip and turn it slightly. Mm-hmm.”

“...”

Go Seonyul was getting bolder by the minute.

She kept demanding different poses and blatantly taking photos. Sure, I was the one who asked for the statue’s face, dick, and ass to be modeled after me, but I didn’t expect her to get this shameless so fast.

‘Wait, is she really doing this to sculpt a statue??’

All I had asked for was that, since the statue already had my face, dick, and ass, she might as well model the whole body after me. I agreed to provide full-body shots for that purpose.

But Go Seonyul was going way beyond that—snapping pictures of me from every possible angle.

“Th-there, just a little more... perfect.”

“...”

Click.

Once she’d taken full-body shots, she zoomed in to shoot each body part in detail.

Now, she was right in front of my dick, taking extreme close-ups.

She already had photos of my dick, and she’d even finished sculpting it, so did she really need more pictures this detailed?

‘There’s no way this isn’t just for her own personal use.’

“Okay, next up—”

I grabbed Go Seonyul’s shoulder as she tried to back away.

“Eh?”

“Noona, are you really using this for the statue?”

“H-huh? W-what are you talking about, Muyeol? O-of course I ammm.”

“...”

Yeah, I don’t think so.

“Nope, that settles it. I’m taking pictures of you now.”

“Huh??”

“I’ve decided to do some artistic work of my own. You’ll help me, right?”

“What?”

“Ah, no. Actually, I’m not skilled enough to make anything myself right now... Yeah. I’ll commission it instead. How about that?”

“Commission?”

“I’m commissioning you. For a statue to put in my room.”

With that, I lifted my phone and snapped a picture of Go Seonyul’s face—right as she was bent over in front of my dick, her face just inches away.

“Eek?!”

She scrambled back in shock and landed on her ass.

She’d secretly filmed me naked in the shower, and now she’s acting scandalized just because I snapped a shot of her face?

How shameless.

“Alright, your turn to strip, noona. The statue I’m commissioning is of a female angel. You’re the model. Got it?”

“N-no waaay! What are you even saying!”

She shrieked and struggled, but I tickled her side until she was helpless and finally managed to strip her down.

“Uugh...”

He took a photo of her, her eyes glistening faintly with tears.

“Noona. That pose won’t work for the sculpture. Or... should I go with that exact posture? I’m fine with that too.”

“Y-you little....”

“You’ll take my commission, right? It’s a request from your beloved little brother.”

“Do... do you think that makes any sense...?”

“If you make me the sculpture, I’ll keep quiet to Aunt Seon-a about you secretly filming me.”

“Wha—huh???”

“I mean, come on. My cousin barged into the bathroom, secretly took nude photos of me, and even turned that into a sculpture. It’s kind of hard to let that slide. I should probably tell Aunt Seon-a. I’m a little curious what she’ll say.”

“W-what...! Y-you little bastard!”

Go Seonyul flinched in shock and tried to push herself up, only to lose her balance again and fall flat on her back.

This noona really needs to work on her core and lower body strength.

“So we’ll call it even, yeah? I’m putting it in my room, and only my female secretaries come in and out, so you don’t need to worry too much.”

“Ughh... you’re so mean...”

“Okay, strike a pose already. You’ve never sculpted yourself before, right? You’ll need a lot of reference material.”

I flipped the situation around and started taking pictures of her.

Since we were doing this anyway, I made sure to ask for a variety of poses.

From something basic like just standing still, to lacing her hands behind her head to expose her armpits, or raising one leg so her pussy was just barely out of sight.

Some of the requests were pretty humiliating—but hey, she asked me to do the same, so she can’t complain now.

“Come on, a little more.”

“Aaah... Mu, Muyeol, this is too... embarrassing...”

“Yeah? Then how about we think of this as an interactive installation piece?”

“How is that even supposed to make sense?!”

Even for Go Seonyul, that might’ve been a bit much.

“Anyway, spread your legs a bit more.”

“Aah...”

I grabbed her thigh with one hand and pulled it open, then took a close-up shot of her pussy, slightly parted.

And then I went a step further—spreading her pussy open with my fingers, capturing the ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ soft pink flesh inside and the glistening wetness starting to bead and drip down.

"Oooh. Nice, nice. I’ll jerk off to this later."

“?!!!! W-Wha-wha-what are you saying!!”

“Kidding. Why would I jerk off when my noona’s right here?”

“Uuuuugh...!!”

Go Seonyul’s face flushed bright red.

Her clenched fists trembled, clearly on the verge of breaking down under a mix of humiliation and fury.

She was still family I cared about—pushing her too far wouldn’t do.

And I’d already gotten more than enough pictures.

“Well, I think that’s a good place to stop. Shall we go check out the exhibit now?”

“...That’s it?”

“Need more? Want me to get a few close-ups too?”

“N-No! I’m good! This is plenty!”

“Alright, then let’s leave it at that.”

“Haaah...”

Go Seonyul let out a sigh of relief as she wiped away cold sweat that hadn’t even formed, fumbling around for her clothes.

Looks like she wanted to get dressed quickly and escape the humiliation.

But like hell I was going to let that happen.

She got me hard like this and thinks she can just walk away?

I scooped her up in a princess carry without hesitation.

“Kyah?!”

“You think the exhibit’s over just because we took one look? That’s not your style, noona.”

“W-What are you—”

“You’ve gotta take it all in until it’s engraved into you. Title of the piece: Kiss and Sex.”

“Ah...!”

Go Seonyul opened and closed her mouth like a fish, then snapped it shut and turned her head away, avoiding my eyes.

Now that she’d heard it out loud, seems like she wanted it too.

“Or would you rather see something else? Shall we go tour the rest of the museum?”

“...N-No.”

“Hm? What was that?”

“...”

“You saying you want to walk around the museum?”

“...”

Go Seonyul, having let out a sigh of relief, wiped away cold sweat that hadn’t even formed and began searching for her clothes.

Looks like she was desperate to get dressed and escape the shame.

But no chance.

You got me this hard and think you're just gonna walk away?

I scooped her up in a princess carry, just like that.

“Kyaa?!”

“You really think one look is enough to be done with appreciating the art? That’s not your style, noona.”

“W-What are you—”

“You have to admire it until it’s etched into your body. Title of the piece: Kiss and Sex.”

“Ah...!”

Go Seonyul opened and closed her mouth like a fish, then shut it tight and turned her head as if to avoid me.

Now that I’d said it, she clearly wanted it too.

“Or... should we go check out the rest of the museum?”

“...N-No.”

“Hm? What was that?”

“...”

“Wanna tour the museum instead?”

“...”

She shot a quick glare at me from the side.

Looks like she thought I was being cruel—but if that’s what she wants, why not just say it out loud?

“You said you wanted to admire the art... L-Let’s go do what you want, Muyeol.”

“I mean, I’m fine walking around the museum, too.”

“Y-You’re the one who brought it up!”

“I just made a suggestion, that’s all.”

“...”

She glared at me again.

“Then, should we get dressed, go upstairs, and—”

“FINE, let’s have sex! SEX!!”

“Oh.”

“Do you really need me to say it out loud for you to be satisfied?! Why are you like this?! You’re such a brat!”

“I think the brat here is the noona who secretly took nude pics of her cousin.”

“Eugh...!”

I pressed a kiss to her furious forehead.

Seonyul trembled, staring up at me, then turned her head with a flustered “hngh.”

“Just go already...”

“Well, if my dear noona wants sex that badly, how can I say no?”

“You seriously... ugh, never mind.”

Laughing at her resigned expression, I carried her straight into the bedroom.

The bed where we’d gone wild just yesterday had been tidied up while we were in the studio.

When I laid Go Seonyul’s naked body on it, she let out a soft moan, “Nngh,” and spread her legs.

“You... You can put it in right away...”

“...Sure looks like it.”

A masterpiece, truly.

++++

“Aahng, ahh—!”

Just as expected, most of my time with Go Seonyul ended up being spent having sex.

Yesterday, when we first did it, was intense enough, but even today—aside from that brief time in the studio—we’d spent nearly all day in bed.

We devoured each other with no time to get sick of it, chasing every ounce of pleasure we could get.

Even when we paused for breath, we talked about how to make it feel even better next time.

At this rate, it was obvious the rest of the trip would be filled with sex too.

Not that there was much left anyway. The museum plans were supposed to wrap up tomorrow, but aside from a quick look on the first day, we hadn’t even properly started.

The Jeju Island tour? Probably gonna go the same way.

And if we do go? It’ll just be sex at every landmark, I guess.

Bzzzz.

After however-many-th time cumming, I took a short breather—and got a message.

I’d told Soo-ah and Seunghee not to contact me unless it was serious, so it was probably one of the Go family.

“Go Hayan?”

“Mm... Who is it?”

Go Seonyul, still basking in the afterglow, sat up.

Her long hair was wild from all the intense sex, but it somehow made her even sexier. Her body, covered in my marks, pulled my eyes in again.

I had just cum... and yet my dick was already getting hard again.

“Ah, it’s Hayan noona.”

“Huh? Go Hayan?”

“We’re running a business together.”

As I expected, it was about that.

She’d sent an analysis report—apparently the new item launching for Sinabro was projected to be a major hit.

It was something the ops team would normally deal with, but since she and I were both involved in the business, she probably just wanted to keep me in the loop.

“That Sinabro thing, right...?”

“Yes.”

It wasn’t particularly urgent, so I replied casually and turned my attention back to Seonyul.

“What, you’re ready to go again just like that?”

“I’m on a week’s vacation, remember?”

“Oh, right.”

The phone I’d left on the table buzzed again.

But instead of checking it, I swatted her arms away from her chest and took one of her nipples into my mouth.

Work? Whatever. I’ll check later.

That’s what I have an ops team for, isn’t it?

“Aah...”

“Noona, don’t you produce milk?”

“Of-Of course not, dummy!”

“Shame.”

“What do you mean ‘shame’—ah...!”

I pushed her down again and buried my face between her legs.

With that deep, slick sensation came an ecstasy that nothing else could replace.

“Aahn! Aaah! M-Muyeol!!”

Tonight was going to be another long one.