I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 506
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“Of course you could do that with no problem, but do you really want to go that far?”
“I was actually more surprised that Min-young didn’t do that.”
Min-young — borrowing the body of Kang Hye-young who stood before me — smiled slyly.
The first time she descended it felt like merely streaming bodily sensations; we had to float a screen in midair and converse. Now that isn’t necessary.
She’s grown so used to inhabiting Kang Hye-young’s body that she can use it fully without any extra apparatus.
If this develops further, the terrifying technique that would switch off Kang Hye-young’s consciousness entirely and control her body solely with Min-young’s mind would be possible — whether that’s not yet possible or merely postponed for stability’s sake, I don’t know — but for now Kang Hye-young’s consciousness remains intact.
In other words, she’s listening to this whole conversation.
That also means Kang Hye-young has almost absolute trust.
“Heh, really? You see me as a scary woman, then. Our Muyeol.”
“You see me as a thorough, faultless woman.”
“Hoho, is that so?”
Words matter. I corrected her phrasing and she smiled, pleased.
No matter how much I love a woman’s sharp eyes and a face full of contempt or fury, Min-young must never do that. Not exaggerating — something terrible could happen. So Min-young must always, always be smiling....
“Do as you want, Muyeol. You don’t need to report every little thing to me. I’m not your boss.”
“Eh, really?”
Am I still a director at Militaris...?!
Officially non-executive and unregistered, so Minji always teases me about it.
“Of course. Naturally. Muyeol, you are...”
She reached out with those deep eyes, stroked my face, and, with an unbearably kind expression, kissed my forehead.
The iron-blooded Militaris Chair Go Min-young’s face like this — only I in the whole world could ever see it.
Probably even her daughter Go Minji never saw this face.
“You’re my man, and I’m your woman.”
“Still...shouldn’t we separate business and pleasure...?”
“Special relationships always transcend everything.”
“Oh.”
The Chair’s fresh tone broke me. I could no longer hold back.
I grabbed my swelling chest, looped my thin waist with my arms, and threw myself onto the bed like a dive.
“Kyaa,”
She made a cute moan unlike the Chair and licked her lips.
Then she became even more aggressive than I had been.
“Does hearing that I’m your woman excite you so much?”
“It’s always the best. Being Go Min-young’s man.”
“I too...am always happy to be your woman♥.”
What a dizzyingly happy family...!
I can’t just stand by and ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) let the wife my grandfather gave me be taken.
I acted on instinct.
I stripped her,
kissed her,
rubbed our skin together and got aroused,
and slid my cock between her spread legs.
“Ah...!”
When she opened her mouth in pleasure I kissed her with the force of someone who would swallow her whole.
The thrill was different from holding a cunt.
Doing it with a Go is not only pleasure — the mental ecstasy is beyond words.
If there’s one regret it’s that the body I’m holding now is Kang Hye-young’s, not Go Min-young’s.
She is of course a dazzling beauty, but it cannot compare to holding Min-young herself.
“Ugh...! Hng, ah...!”
Still, as long as Min-young enjoys it, that’s fine.
Kang Hye-young’s body is more than serviceable.
“Min-young, you’re sure you have time today, right?”
“Y-yes...! I’m fine...ahht...! Aah...♥.”
Then since it’s rare, I won’t let you sleep tonight.
“Prepare yourself, Min-young.”
“Ah... yes...! Prepare...clothes...?!”
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I truly didn’t let her sleep a wink.
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The next morning.
Min-young was still descended in Kang Hye-young’s body.
At this point I was curious about the condition of her true body, but there was no way to know.
Would she show it if I asked...?
“Last night was wonderful.”
“It was for me too.”
“...Doesn’t it bother you that it wasn’t my real body?”
Lying side by side on the bed, trading peaceful words, she slipped in a dangerous remark.
Min-young always treats me tenderly, but sometimes she lays a subtle, lethal trap like this....
If I answered poorly it could lead to the route of “so you prefer Kang Hye-young’s body to mine?” The thought was dreadful. Never that.
“Besides, Min-young was looking at me.”
“Was I?”
“Just meeting Min-young’s eyes is enough. The fact that you are looking at me fills my heart.”
“Really...when did you start saying such sweet things?”
“Well, after I met you, I guess?”
“Hoho. I don’t know if you’re sincere, but hearing that makes me happy~.”
“Of course I’m sincere.”
She sat up with a strange expression that made it unclear whether she was pleased or not.
“Next time I’ll carve out proper time. I want to hold you with my own body too.”
Looks like I didn’t step on a mine.
She smiled and gave me a quick morning kiss.
On the forehead.
It’s nothing, but why does it stir my chest so much?
Who can tell.
“Take care, Muyeol. If anything happens, tell me without delay.”
“Yes. If anyone bothers you, tell me. I’ll protect you.”
“Oh, really? Hoho. I will~.”
Her smiling face instantly shifted to expressionless, then to a small reception smile.
It was Kang Hye-young.
“The Vice Chair has withdrawn her gaze.”
“Oh...is that so.”
Not easy to adapt.
“....”
Kang Hye-young looked down at her ruined body and was silent for a long moment.
Her eyes had a faint, almost disoriented look — and because of that, surprisingly, the body we’d spent all night biting and fucking suddenly looked different.
“....”
And that different feeling was...a different kind of stimulation.
“Hmm, Min-young must be busy? You usually stay a while, but you left right away.”
“Yes. It seems she gave a lot of time yesterday, so she returned to work at once.”
Kang Hye-young immediately restored her poker face as if she’d never made that expression. Her usual face returned: composed with a faint, reserved smile. Though her body was a mess with semen and other fluids, her posture and expression were perfect.
“Then I will take my leave.”
She bowed politely.
She must be exhausted and strained, but showed no sign of it.
“Have a peaceful day, Young master.”
“....”
I watched her go and sighed.
“All right. You must be tired — go in and rest.”
“Yes, Young master.”
I watched Kang Hye-young walk away, picking at my lips for no reason.
Part of me wanted to grab her and shake this strange excitement out of her, but if I said that to Min-young then my sincerity would be spoiled. I couldn’t.
At least I’d wait a bit before holding Kang Hye-young again.
“Seunghee~!! Seunghee~~~!!!!”
I returned to the bed and shouted so loudly it echoed through the mansion.
About ten seconds later Seunghee burst in panting, hurried steps taking her to the side of the bed.
She looked as if she thought something serious had happened.
“Did you call, Master?!”
Her words stumbled — so cute.
Well. I rarely do this. The heir of Koryo Group yelling is vulgar, isn’t it?
I clicked my tongue and looked at Seunghee.
“Water.”
“...Yes?”
Seunghee, a beat slow, thrust her neck out like a turtle and asked again.
“Bring me water. Water. I’m dying of thirst. We did it like crazy last night.”
“Ah...yes. I’ll bring it right away.”
Seunghee, with a briefly baffled expression, went to the refrigerator and poured bottled water into a cup.
Her slightly startled morning face was different from usual and that pleased me.
“I brought the water—”
“You have to give it to me with your mouth. The Head of Secretariat has no sense.”
“Ah...yes....”
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Jung Mina step down!
Step down! Step down!
Down with the dictatorship!
Step down! Step down!
Due to the conflict between the government and Incheon City Hall, the political situation is chaotic. Large-scale rallies condemning former Mayor Jung Mina are taking place in Incheon-,
Public opinion in Incheon is divided. One side argues that they must accept the government’s sudden dismissal decision, while the other insists on fighting against unfair treatment-,
Noisy days continued.
The confrontation between Incheon and the central government escalated, and now the army — not the police — faced off.
People sensed something strange and it turned into an uproar.
Everywhere, that was the topic, and even foreign embassies began evacuating their nationals.
“Pretty peaceful. When’s the trouble going to hit?”
“They say the army will push in after one final ultimatum on the 25th.”
“How many times are they going to give that damned ultimatum?”
“They have to be cautious. If they rush they could trigger a truly massive bloodbath.”
“The president doesn’t have much backbone.”
“....”
“If the troops move in on the 25th, when is that planned massacre?”
“The 27th.”
“The 27th.... On the 28th, have Hyejeong bring up the Abyss. Say that a state agency here in Incheon abducted unregistered people and conducted live experiments. And that Mayor Jung Mina had the intelligence organization chair Heo Ye-won investigate it. Make it look roughly like that and blow it up. You know what I mean?”
“Yes.”
