“Heh, heh heh heh. Emilia… you arrogant b***h…”
Kim Dong-gi chuckled darkly to himself. Though his usual dull and stupid expression often left people frustrated just by looking at him, at this mont, his face was one of revulsion rather than frustration.
It was understandable, though—an opportunity he never thought would co in his lifeti, one he believed would be impossible to grasp, was now right in front of him.
And it was so easy to take.
“She always just nagged … we were in the sa year, the sa class! We’re the sa age!”
As he gathered the necessary items for the van, he snickered to himself. People passing by recoiled at his expression, stepping away quickly.
“That fing bh. Don’t think you’ll always be able to act all high and mighty.”
Their connection began with him being her errand boy.
Kang Emilia had always been famous at school for her wealthy family and beauty. She was also known for her nasty personality.
She never bothered to hide it, ruling over the school like a queen and treating her classmates like her personal servants. Kim Dong-gi was the lowest in the pecking order.
Naturally, he endured constant bullying, and the resentnt he built up was imnse.
For so reason, after she took over the family business, she scouted him, even giving him the high position of Treasurer, but no amount of titles could erase the past.
“Don’t think of it as sothing petty like a grudge... I... I love you, Emilia. A love that transcends any grudge.”
Back in their school days, she was superior, noble, and untouchable. Thinking of her then, he lost himself in a delusion.
Sure, she was still beautiful now, but not as much as she had been then.
“You, too… will eventually fall for !”
His fantasy raced forward in an instant. But just as he was about to reach the climax, external interference cut it short.
“Mr. Treasurer. They’re here.”
A female employee brought in the four trainees and two bodyguards that Go Mu-yeol had practically purchased. He hid his disappointnt with a stupid grin.
“Oh, oh, thank you.”
“I’ve notified them. You can leave imdiately.”
He nodded and looked at the trainees.
Fresh from their showers and dressed in new clothes, none of them had pleasant expressions. They knew exactly what it ant to be sold off to a man like Go Mu-yeol.
And with Go Mu-yeol’s infamous reputation, the outco was obvious.
For a mont, Dong-gi felt sorry for them, but he quickly brushed it off. The important thing was Emilia, not them.
“It’s a long trip… so drink this at least…”
“…Thank you.”
“Bodyguards, you too… drink up.”
“Oh, thank you.”
The trainees, with dead eyes, accepted the drinks Dong-gi handed them and climbed into the van. The bodyguards followed suit.
Soone wrote this song before~ And I could tell you where it’s from~ “The 4736251 to put my mind at ease~”
Kim Dong-gi humd along to the song playing on the radio as he watched the scenery pass by outside the window.
He liked this song. Sothing about its dreamy lody, reminiscent of first love, always brought back mories of his school days with Emilia.
Her long hair falling like silk, her sharp, condemning gaze, and that proud, upturned nose.
The blouse that barely contained her chest, stretched to its limit with its tight fabric. The skirt of her school uniform fluttering like butterfly wings in the wind.
Whenever that elegant figure turned toward him, his entire body would shiver. Even when her hands or feet struck him, his heart remained devoted to her.
“Ahh… Emilia… my Emilia…”
In his fantasies, the Emilia of his past appeared. It wasn’t an exact representation of her—his desires and preferences had distorted her—but it satisfied him.
In his delusion, Emilia was haughty yet kind, and she looked only at him.
And… she did whatever he wanted.
“Hah, haah…”
When he snapped back to reality, he found his rough hand covered in sen. Even in his half-crazed state, he had enough sha to know that masturbating in front of others was embarrassing. He hurriedly looked around.
“…” “…"
The van was eerily quiet. Only the muffled sounds of the outside world and the soft breathing of the passengers filled the air.
“Whew…”
The four trainees ant for Go Mu-yeol and the two bodyguards assisting them were all fast asleep, having drunk the sleeping pills Dong-gi had given them.
Bzzzz.
His phone vibrated. It was a call from Emilia.
“You’re calling now because I’m gone, huh?”
He wiped the sen on his pants and answered the phone.
“Hello-”
You f***ing bastard!!!
As expected, a shouting voice exploded from the other end. Though Emilia’s voice was normally a bit low for a woman, it turned shrill whenever she scread.
What the hell are you doing right now, huh?! Why didn’t you answer your phone?!
He glanced at the screen. There were 17 missed calls. Five were from company employees, and twelve were from Emilia.
Did sothing happen? You should’ve said sothing!! So I could at least handle it-
“Em-Emilia.”
What? Emilia?
“Listen, li-listen to … I have… sothing to say.”
Emilia sensed sothing off.
…Have you lost your mind? What the hell are you doing?
His tone was as stupid as usual, but there was sothing different about the way he spoke. The idiot who always addressed her respectfully as “President” was now calling her by na and speaking informally.
This idiot had definitely developed so strange thoughts.
You pathetic loser. Did being around these young girls make you grow a pair?
“Hrk, hhrk…!”
Yes.
This was it.
He had missed this feeling.
The way she chose her words without hesitation, her voice like a knife stabbing at his chest.
He clutched his chest, feeling the heat rise within him.
Do you want to live like Go Mu-yeol, swinging your d*** around? Wake up, you moron. Stop thinking nonsense and deliver the trainees properly. You didn’t ss with them, did you?
“How about… we make a deal?”
Shut up.
“What do you think… one trainee, one picture?”
What?
He snapped a picture of the sleeping trainees and bodyguards and sent it to her.
“Four trainees… so, four pictures.”
What are you talking about? I don’t have ti for this!! Are you trying to get yourself killed?
“Without panties… just in their uniforms… four pictures. The poses-”
Sigh…
The sigh that ca through the phone triggered sothing in him, like Pavlov’s dog responding to a bell.
Get lost. I’ll return the money and call it off. You can do whatever you want with the trainees. P*** on them or use them as your toilet, I’ll find you in 12 hours and kill you. So enjoy covering your d*** in their fluids while you can.
Emilia hung up.
It was the reaction he had expected. There was no way the queen herself would agree to a deal so easily.
He sent her a text.
[Check the contract.]
Then he turned off his phone. By the ti he resurfaced in a few hours, her insides would be burning with worry.
“You… f*ing piece of st…”
Emilia, having been blindsided, barely held back her fury. She took a deep breath and calmly set down the contract.
“…President.”
Her secretary looked at her with concern, her face showing signs of worry and confusion.
“This is invalid, right? There’s no way this can be enforced. This… this loser is just playing gas, right?”
After reading Dong-gi’s text, she had checked the contract and found an absurd clause. If Rainbow Miracle failed to deliver the trainees to Goryeo Entertainnt, they would owe 100 tis the transaction amount.
Considering the 2.5 billion won they received for the five trainees, 100 tis that amount would be a staggering 250 billion won.
No matter how wealthy her family was, that was not a sum they could easily cover.
“There wasn’t such a clause when I checked it!”
“Yes, I confird that as well. They must’ve used a thod where the text appears after so ti. Legally, the clause is void, and the contract is automatically invalid… however.”
“…” “Given who we’re dealing with… it’s up to them how they’ll respond.”
Emilia ruffled her hair in frustration.
Her secretary was right—the contract was definitely invalid. But considering who they were dealing with, if Goryeo Group insisted on enforcing the contract, things would get complicated.
‘It’s a contract that only benefits them. If I push back, I’ll be the one in trouble.’
If it were soone like Go Mu-yeol, he wouldn’t hesitate to exploit this. He might even use it as an excuse to demand sothing from her personally.
‘He seed different from the rumors when I saw him in person earlier… but this is still a f***ed up situation.’
She bit her lip so hard it nearly bled. After a long mont of deliberation, she finally picked up her phone.
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