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🕑 Added 2025-03-16 19:28:29 +0000 UTCChapter 22: Seo Na-yeon Gets Gaslighted
The male employees' gossip continued to leak through the half-open door.
"Na-yeon always wears those super short skirts, it drives me crazy wanting to fuck her. Today too, when she bent over making coffee you could see her panties, I just wanted to take her from behind right there"
"Fuck, my dick gets so hard looking at that bitch... the boss is lucky. With his money he can fuck that face all he wants. If the boss throws her away after using her, maybe I can pick her up?"
"But I heard the boss really did use and discard her? If it was me I'd keep fucking her"
"Didn't you hear? The boss and his wife had a big fight. He was whining about it on KakaoTalk the other day. It must be because of Seo Na-yeon right? That's why he's distancing himself now"
This vulgar, thuggish conversation was unimaginable in a normal workplace.
Then again, considering the boss Kwak Young-cheol was originally a thug himself, what could you expect from his employees.
But these male coworkers who had seemed so gentlemanly and nice at company dinners, who had seemed normal in a word, were gossiping about Na-yeon like this behind her back.
Of course, Na-yeon who had experienced delinquent life before wasn't so sensitive and delicate as to be completely disgusted by such gossip, but what really bothered her was less the "I want to fuck Seo Na-yeon" and more the "She's about to get used and discarded by the boss".
Several days passed but boss Kwak Young-cheol's attitude did not change.
Right before sleeping with her he had acted like he would give her his liver and gallbladder, but after sleeping with her he didn't mention it at all.
The various favors he had given her at the office also ended with instructions to work according to principles.
Until now she had had a cushy position under Young-cheol's protection where she just had to make some coffee and shake her butt a little for customers to finish her work day, but now she had to take on the tasks Oh Da-hye had been solely responsible for according to proper procedures.
"Seriously, how can you not even do this? Unbelievable"
"What exactly did you hear?"
"Oh for... give it here!"
"...I'm sorry"
Before, with Young-cheol's protection, Na-yeon had gotten full of herself as if she was something special and had ignored and subtly needled Da-hye... but now she was getting thoroughly chewed out by Da-hye in return, and Na-yeon's mental state and self-esteem were crumbling together.
But even so, her meager pride made her hesitate to go to Kwak Young-cheol first.
What on earth would she say? Why did he sleep with her and then ignore her without a word?
In fact, Young-cheol had never said he would do anything for her if she slept with him. Na-yeon had just jumped to conclusions and spread her legs first.
Was Na-yeon, who had spread her legs despite having a husband, going to threaten Young-cheol with adultery? And to someone with gangster connections at that?
Watching Na-yeon wither in real time like this, Young-cheol was secretly smiling with satisfaction.
"Seo Na-yeon. Coffee"
"Ah... yes"
The usual businesslike tone. At Young-cheol's call, Na-yeon hurriedly made coffee and entered the boss's office.
"Here..."
Before she had treated him like a neighborhood oppa rather than a boss, but after getting chewed out by Da-hye for several days, her arrogance had completely deflated and she now strictly maintained formal speech towards the boss.
In a word, the initial hierarchy had now been clearly established.
Young-cheol took the second step in taming Na-yeon.
"Na-yeon. Sit down here"
"Yes...?"
Suddenly putting on airs, Young-cheol spoke in a grave voice with a serious tone. As Na-yeon sat down on the opposite sofa blinking in confusion, Young-cheol spoke in an accusatory tone.
"I keep getting reports from Da-hye that your work... really isn't improving at all. I gave you a one week grace period, and that was meant for you to develop yourself during that time. But..."
"..."
"This is troublesome for me too. I gave you the job because you're an acquaintance, but you still need to do at least 0.5 person's worth of work"
Na-yeon was dumbfounded.
Wasn't it Young-cheol himself who had coaxed her saying she didn't need to do anything for the first week after starting? When had he said it was a grace period for self-development?
Of course, as a member of society one should naturally think that way, that you can't be fed like a parasite forever, but
She hadn't attended!
Forget company, she hadn't even properly attended school!
Na-yeon didn't even know the most basic attitudes of a working adult.
So Na-yeon spoke with the worst attitude for a working adult - injecting personal emotions.
"...Oppa. Isn't this too much?"
"What? I'm being too much?"
Young-cheol, who had been doing WWE, was shocked by this absurd response.
"Oppa, honestly I'm grateful you hired me... but you did that because you wanted to sleep with me once right? Isn't that right"
"What are you saying. I..."
"Just say it straight. Your wife threw a fit after you slept with me right? Be honest. So you're discarding me now right?"
"...Discard? Are you saying something happened between us?"
As Young-cheol's face hardened in real time, Na-yeon who had finally exploded with pent-up feelings also lost her nerve and faltered.
"Ms. Seo Na-yeon. You shouldn't bring personal feelings into work."
"..."
"How about... you only come until the end of this month? I'll give you two months' salary"
"...What?"
As Na-yeon was stunned by the boss's complete change in attitude, Young-cheol glanced outside and quietly lowered his voice to whisper.
"Sorry. The truth is... my wife did catch on. That bitch Oh Da-hye is close with my wife and acts as her spy. So when rumors spread, even though I denied it... I'm sorry..."
To Na-yeon, it felt like the puzzle pieces of the scenario were finally falling into place. And her resentment towards Young-cheol shifted back to Oh Da-hye.
"...So. You're telling me to leave after sleeping with me once like this?"
"...That's still under consideration. Just wait for now. I'm in the process of placating my wife... I spoke a bit harshly on purpose so that Oh Da-hye outside would hear. So..."
Though he beat around the bush, it was ultimately a recommendation to resign. Since it was for the reason of being wary of his wife, Na-yeon couldn't even get angry at Young-cheol.
'I haven't even received one month's salary yet... what should I do?'
As Na-yeon came out of the boss's office dejectedly, she saw Oh Da-hye glancing over with a victorious smile.
'That fucking bitch...'
Even grinding her teeth, there was nothing she could do. And suddenly it was time to leave work
"Alright, let's go home. I'll see you tomorrow Da-hye, and Na-yeon"
Unlike usual, there was no invitation to go drinking, just leaving work on time.
It should have been something to be happy about, but Na-yeon's steps home were heavy.
'Should I really sell my body?'
In truth, she had often had such thoughts since her husband went to prison. Compared to normal women, Seo Na-yeon had a lower threshold and resistance to prostitution.
But she had hesitated because she was somewhat aware that it was a dangerous choice as a mother with high school-aged twins, though it might have been different if the kids were completely unaware.
No matter what, having a legitimate job would let her face her children with dignity, right?
Returning home like that, her daughter Kang Mi-hyun who was still out hanging with her delinquent crew was nowhere to be seen, and only her dependable son Kang Hyeon-seong remained guarding the house.
"Mom, you're home?"
"Yeah. Did you eat?"
"I did"
"What did you eat?"
"Just some leftover side dishes and ramen..."
"..."
With no savings and worrying even about minimum living expenses, she had been tightening her belt waiting for this month's salary to come. But now her work life was over?
"How's your studying going?"
"It's okay. But I'm getting a bit stuck on some math parts..."
"What? You're getting stuck? Then... should I send you to an academy?"
"What academy? Nah, forget it. Where would we get money for that"
"..."
No matter how irresponsible a parent Na-yeon was, she still had at least minimal maternal love. Especially Hyeon-seong, who was growing up properly and studying well on his own despite this environment, was Na-yeon's only pride in her family.
Now that she had started working and learning about society, she was acutely realizing the importance of education and academic background in real time from Oh Da-hye, the high school graduate accountant.
"Now that mom's getting a salary, we should be able to send you to an academy or two"
"Do you know how much academies cost these days? At least 1 million won for high school math"
"What? 1 million won?"
"Yeah. So don't get your hopes up for nothing. I can study just fine with EBS"
"EBS? What's that?"
"..."
Though Na-yeon was slowly developing a sense of responsibility as she took on the livelihood that had been pushed onto Tae-gu alone... she was still a woefully inadequate mother.
Na-yeon felt desperate. She didn't want to get fired no matter what.
'If I get fired here... I guess I'll have to try working at a massage parlor'
Though she was thinking that, she was still scared of full-fledged prostitution. Especially the eyes of her now grown high school son were frightening.
So she was planning to beg the boss Kwak Young-cheol at work the next day to not fire her, even if she had to get on her knees or suck his dick, but...
"What?"
"Hey. My wife won't be in Korea for a while. Hehe... fuck, I'm free!"
"Why?"
"Our daughter is being born soon right? My father-in-law told us to have the baby abroad, he already set up a room in New York and told us to stay there. Says he'll give us American citizenship. Hehe... thanks to that I'm free for a few months, fuck yeah"
"...Oh"
With perfect timing, Young-cheol's wife happened to be away.
Returning to how he was before, that is, with the face of wanting to fuck Na-yeon, Young-cheol quietly sat next to Na-yeon and put his hand on her thigh, caressing it and slipping it under her skirt.
And he bit Na-yeon's earlobe as he whispered.
"Thanks to this I can take care of you now without being careful. Isn't that great? Hm?"
"Uh... yeah..."
As Na-yeon nodded with a blank face, suddenly relieved of all her worries, Young-cheol stood in front of her with an excited expression and suddenly started undoing his belt.
"Huh...? Uh... h-here? You want to do it here?"
"Fuck, I've been holding back so much. You like it too right?"
"...W-what if that Da-hye bitch hears?"
"You just need to be quiet. Just don't moan and it'll be fine"
Young-cheol's thick goblin club-like penis immediately filled Na-yeon's field of vision
Gulp.
Na-yeon swallowed for several reasons.
