Chapter 4
I know because I visited Han Hye-eun’s home myself yesterday, and because I spent the day with her in the first place.
They say you should never worry about celebrities.
And that was based on the assumption that celebrities were, by nature, a little better than ordinary people.
Even Han Hye-eun had reached the very top once, even if only for a while.
She was the kind of woman who naturally assumed she belonged above other people.
“N-no, Hye-eun.”
Team Leader Park Ju-yong was flustered.
What’s more, Han Hye-eun had never stuck up for anyone before.
She wasn’t the kind of bitch who pushed her mistakes onto other people, but she wasn’t exactly an angel, either.
And now that woman was sticking up for a mere manager?
Honestly, it did seem a little suspicious.
But what was I supposed to do about it?
“She’s, she’s just a manager. He’s a rookie who’s been in this industry for maybe three years, tops. He nearly caused an unnecessary scandal. Shouldn’t I, as his superior, at least give him a good scolding?”
“What are you talking about? Is it weird for a celebrity to come to work with her manager?”
“I mean, he’s not your manager.”
“I don’t care! I’m taking him with me to the shoot today, so just accept it.”
“No……”
Park Ju-yong clutched his forehead.
Glancing over, I saw the space between his brows twitch in a very satisfying way.
‘He’s pissed.’
If the person he was dealing with hadn’t been Han Hye-eun—
If she’d even been just a trainee, Park Ju-yong would’ve erupted on the spot.
‘If you’re going to act like that, just go home! There are a million people in Korea who could replace a worthless piece of shit like you.’
……That’s what he would’ve said.
But Han Hye-eun and Park Ju-yong had known each other for quite a long time.
He’d even been feeling sorry for her lately, watching her fall further and further.
She was one of the few celebrities Park Ju-yong cared about.
“Hmph!”
Watching Park Ju-yong quietly swallow his anger, unable to do anything either way,
I had to admit, it was another source of entertainment.
‘Wow, he’s surprisingly soft when it comes to Han Hye-eun.’
How many times had that man chewed me out? How many times had I watched him from a distance and felt a chill run down my spine?
Seeing him act like this was more entertaining than watching most blockbuster movies.
‘I want to see more.’
Thinking that to myself, I stealthily squeezed Han Hye-eun’s ass and said,
“Keep going.”
At that, Han Hye-eun discreetly wiggled her butt and immediately raised her voice.
She had an impressive carrying voice, as you’d expect from an actress, and spoke clearly and firmly.
“Team Leader, be honest. What have you actually done for me while I’ve been falling apart?”
“……”
“Compared to that, Manager Kim here has been much better. I was struggling, and he went out of his way to come comfort me, even outside of work hours.”
“C-comfort you…… Hye-eun, how many times have I changed your managers because I wanted you to do well?”
“And did that get good results? No, it didn’t. Just watch for once, Team Leader. I’m going to try going to the shoot with Manager Kim today. You can see the results for yourself.”
Well, would you look at that?
I didn’t know how things had taken this turn, but it wasn’t a bad thing.
Honestly, I was curious to see how Han Hye-eun would act—and how much her condition had improved and her abilities had increased after having sex with me.
Park Ju-yong seemed to think this was his chance, too. He rubbed his face lightly and spoke.
“Hah, fine. Take him along and see how it goes. If it helps your ruined condition recover, then I suppose that’s not a bad thing. But listen.”
Park Ju-yong slipped in a dig at Han Hye-eun, too.
He called her ruined.
Then he glanced at me and scoffed.
“That bastard doesn’t have any special skills. I’ve had him around for three years, and the most he’s good for is driving. The company hasn’t had anything good to say about him, either. So I don’t see how leaving all the good managers we assigned you behind and taking that guy instead is going to change anything.”
At his blatant put-down, all I could do was quietly keep my mouth shut.
I wasn’t pretending. I was so pissed I could die.
But that didn’t mean I was in any position to talk back to Park Ju-yong right now.
Even if the company was going under, Team Leader Park Ju-yong was one of the people who had helped bring it this far.
Even with Nobel, a godlike AI, what could an ordinary manager like me do?
[Well, right now, you can’t do anything.]
[But as time goes on, our positions will be reversed.]
Nobel’s words were more comforting, if anything.
And more than that.
“We’ll see.”
Hearing Han Hye-eun say that so confidently, looking Park Ju-yong right in the eye, lifted my spirits.
“Fine. Let’s see, then. Both of you.”
After giving Han Hye-eun and me a meaningful look, Park Ju-yong gave one last scoff, put a cigarette in his mouth, and left the office.
‘Fuck, that bastard’s got a terrifying look in his eyes.’
It was like you had to be someone special to become a team leader in the entertainment industry. Park Ju-yong really looked like he could kill a man with a glance.
Uneasy, I carefully rubbed my chest and moved away with Han Hye-eun.
“Oppa, I did good just now, right?”
As soon as we reached the deserted area by the emergency exit, Han Hye-eun’s lewd expression from yesterday was back.
I stroked her hair.
Then, out of habit—or professional instinct—I checked the celebrity’s schedule first.
“What time does filming start?”
“Today, um, at one in the afternoon? If we include the time for makeup, we should get there by noon. We’ve still got a little time.”
“What about your script?”
“I’ve already studied all of it. I mastered that stuff during the script reading.”
“Impressive.”
Even though Han Hye-eun wasn’t the lead, she must have more than just a line or two.
And she’d memorized all of it.
As expected, Han Hye-eun was still Han Hye-eun.
But then.
“Oppa, it takes about two hours to drive to the shoot, right? And it’s about nine now, so we’ve got some time.”
Earlier, she’d seemed to casually mention that she had some time to spare.
I’d already guessed what Han Hye-eun was getting at, so I asked her with a chilly look,
“So what? What do you want?”
“Haaah……”
Han Hye-eun had a masochistic streak, so my cold tone made her let out a heated moan and blush instead.
She hiked up the skirt she’d put on today, flashed her panties, and wiggled her ass.
“Earlier…… when you squeezed my butt while I was yelling at Team Leader Park, I got wet. You have to take responsibility.”
“You filthy bitch, you’re throwing a fit because you just want to get fucked.”
“Haaah, when you talk that crudely, oppa, my pussy gets wet……”
“You lewd bitch. Spread your legs.”
In the emergency stairwell, I immediately shoved my cock into Han Hye-eun’s pussy.
“Haaaaah, haaah!!”
Squish, squish, squish—.
Lustful juices streamed from her pussy all over the emergency stairwell.
Having sex while we were both on edge, worrying someone might come along, was incredible.
More than anything, what I’d done to her yesterday had felt a little like a dream.
I was fucking an actress at an entertainment agency?
“Ha, fuck, this is incredible.”
“Haaah, I’m dying, oppa’s cock…… It feels so good, I think I’m going to die too. Haaaaah!!”
“Fuck, I’m coming again.”
“Ah, give me lots, oppa. I’ll go to the shoot with your cum inside me.”
Only after I’d come in Han Hye-eun’s pussy twice did she carefully wipe the cum leaking from it with a tissue.
“You said you’d go with it inside.”
“I really do want to, but if you want me to.”
“Forget it.”
“Slurp, kiss…… Don’t worry. I’ll take plenty in my mouth. Let’s save that for after we get to the shoot.”
After giving my cock a deep kiss, Han Hye-eun immediately straightened her clothes.
“Hah, that really relieved my stress.”
Earlier, just coming face-to-face with Park Ju-yong had made me tense, and then he’d openly said something nasty to me.
It felt like something was stuck inside me.
But after I poured so much cum into Han Hye-eun’s pussy, that pent-up feeling suddenly eased.
“Maybe sex really was the problem? They say sex is good exercise, too. So let’s do it more often, okay, oppa? Kiss.”
After Han Hye-eun kissed my cheek, I grabbed her ass and said,
“I’ll see how you do.”
“Haaah……”
“But, well, even I have a feeling sex might’ve been the problem. And speaking of that, I’ve got a hunch you’re going to soar again today.”
Nobel’s power might have something to do with it,
but separate from that, Han Hye-eun had found her confidence and self-esteem again, and she was definitely shining brighter than before.
My eye for this kind of thing wasn’t especially good,
but I’d worked in this industry for a few years.
My eyes weren’t completely dead, at least.
“Yeah, I will.”
Han Hye-eun seemed somewhat sure of it, too—or maybe she thought this really was her last chance.
She answered with a determined air, then climbed into the company car with me.
“You know, oppa?”
“What?”
As I climbed into the driver’s seat and started the engine, Han Hye-eun rested her elbow on the window and spoke in a wistful voice.
“I used to ride in a much nicer car than this.”
“……”
“It kept getting worse, and now I’m driving around in practically the same kind of car as a trainee.”
At that, I tapped the steering wheel with my index finger and looked at Han Hye-eun for a moment.
Right, yeah.
How could someone be happy just because they had money when nothing in their life was going right?
To begin with, someone who was happy all the time wouldn’t have been sitting alone at a street-stall bar, sadly sipping soju.
Han Hye-eun must’ve been through a lot, in more ways than one.
Especially since there were few places as cold as this industry.
The entertainment management industry was one where you never knew what might happen, even if you spent every day feeling like you were walking on a knife’s edge.
“Do your best, you hear?”
“Yeah.”
“If you do……”
I pressed the accelerator and said,
“……I’ll fuck you like crazy again today.”
At that, Han Hye-eun clenched both fists and said,
“Then I absolutely have to do well today.”
After we arrived at the shoot, I had to get a taste of that knife’s edge right from the start.
“Hello, hello. I look forward to working with you today.”
Still, I’d been working as a manager for years, so even at a location I’d never visited before, I greeted everyone over and over, doing my best to make myself familiar.
That was why I could feel it all the more clearly.
“Ah, hello, sunbae.”
“……Yeah, hello.”
It was standard for people not to return my greetings with much sincerity,
and Kim Seo-jin, the female lead of the drama currently being filmed, Save,
was nearly four years junior to Han Hye-eun, yet even she greeted Han Hye-eun with such obvious indifference.
But Han Hye-eun couldn’t exactly say anything about it.
If she caused a scene here, whose side would people take?
‘Wow, this is completely different from what I saw in the show.’
Still, from her daily fancams and things like that, I’d thought Kim Seo-jin was totally sweet and innocent. Maybe that wasn’t quite the case.
Well, they say the most unreliable thing in the world is how women look on camera.
“All right, let’s hurry up and get ready to shoot!”
To begin with, Kim Seo-jin, the female lead, wasn’t the only one ignoring Han Hye-eun.
Most of the people on set didn’t seem to have much respect for her, either.
Well, Han Hye-eun really had been acting terribly lately.
People even said she was the reason the ratings had dropped further.
Even so.
“What? You cut three more of Hye-eun’s lines?”
I was dumbfounded by the news I’d only just heard after arriving at the shoot.
I glanced sideways,
and Han Hye-eun, too, was biting her lip, looking stunned.