I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family

Just as I was thinking that, I saw it—the slight smirk curling up at the corner of Emilia’s lips. 

That expression alone told me exactly what she thought of me. 

A kid obsessed with women and drugs, someone she could easily control as long as she threw some girls at me. 

And honestly, she wasn’t entirely wrong. 

But seeing her openly smirk like that made me hesitate to just jump in and play along.  

‘I can mess around with idols later. I don’t need to accept her hospitality to do that.’  

If these girls were this quick to be offered up, they’d probably been through quite a lot already. 

I didn’t need to indulge right in front of her smirk.  

‘I’ll just raise my own and keep them to myself.’  

I gently pushed the women away. 

They stepped back, wide-eyed, clearly surprised by my action.  

“What’s this about? Business is more important. Let’s get straight to the point.”  

“…”

Emilia went silent for a moment, as if she hadn’t expected that. 

She must have really pegged me as a guy who was completely driven by lust. 

Given Go Mu-yeol’s past, she had every reason to think so. 

And to be fair, I was tempted. 

Even now, I was still rock hard.  

“If that’s the case, please follow me to my office.”  

She waved the girls away and led me to the CEO’s office.  

———-

The way her body swayed as she walked—it was almost impossible to ignore, and my erection wasn’t going anywhere. 

If anything, her backside was making things worse. 

I’d have to calm myself down with Soo-ah’s body after this was over.  

As soon as I sat down on the couch in her office, I went straight to the point and didn’t even waiting for the refreshments.  

“I want to buy some trainees.”  

“Excuse me? Trainees?”  

Soo-ah handed her the list. 

It was the one I’d put together myself.  

“… So that’s what you wanted when you asked for the list of our entertainers and trainees.”  

Emilia glanced at the list with a somewhat disgruntled expression, letting out a small hum as she read through it.  

“Were none of the entertainers to your liking?”  

“I’m not really interested in leftovers.”  

“…”

She shot me a brief, subtle glare before closing the file with the list and placing it on the table.  

“May I ask why? What do you plan to do with our company’s trainees?”  

“I don’t really think it’s necessary to explain, but… well, you’ll find out soon enough. I’ve recently become the CEO of Go-ryeo Entertainment.”  

“Go-ryeo  Entertainment…?”  

“Living like a good-for-nothing just because I’m from a rich family got boring. People need work to feel alive, don’t they? I’ve decided to try working for a change.”  

“So, you’re saying you’re planning to get involved in this industry?”  

“Something like that.”  

She tilted her head slightly and leaned back in her chair. It was a somewhat arrogant posture, and I couldn’t recall anyone ever sitting like that in front of me before.  

“And why those trainees, in particular?”  

“Instinct.”  

“… Instinct?”  

“Do I really need to spell this out?”  

I leaned forward, closing the distance between us across the table.  

“You get your money, and I get my trainees. Simple enough, right? It didn’t seem like you were all that attached to them.”  

“That’s precisely why I’m asking. These aren’t high-performing trainees, so what makes them worth your interest?”  

“If they were exceptional, would you even sell them? You’d keep them for yourself.”  

“Well, if you pay enough, I might.”  

“Unfortunately, I’m not swimming in cash right now.”  

“…”

Emilia studied me for a while. 

I couldn’t tell what she was thinking, but it was clear she was calculating something.  

“Mr. Donggi.”  

“Y-yes, ma’am? Uh, yes, ma’am!”  

“Bring the contracts for the trainees listed here.”  

“Um… Would you like the copies?”  

“… What is wrong with this guy?”  

“I-I’ll go get them right now!”  

The man scurried out of the room, flustered. 

Emilia sighed as she watched him leave, then threw out a number.  

“Five billion won per trainee. If that works, I’ll hand them over to you.”  

“Five billion? That’s pretty steep for trainees.”  

“Once you see their contracts, you won’t think it’s that expensive.”  

Emilia flashed me a sultry smile, laced with a hint of mockery. 

It was the kind of smile that made me feel like she was looking down on me, which pissed me off but also stirred something primal.  

She was stunning, no doubt, and there was a certain appeal in the idea of conquering her.  

‘Pounding that would be satisfying.’

As I was having some crude thoughts, the awkward man returned with the contracts.  

“Take a look. I think you’ll be quite satisfied.”  

“What could be so special that each one costs 500 million won…?”  

——-

Wait a minute.  

No way.  

“As you can see, it’s basically a slave contract. These girls? They just graduated from an orphanage. I took them in, fed them, and gave them a place to stay.”  

It was literally a slave contract. 

Forget about profit sharing — the trainees (referred to as ‘the second party’) were bound to follow every command of ‘the first party’ (the company). 

If they found it unfair and wanted to break the contract, they would have to pay astronomical penalties unless both parties agreed, and the contract would automatically extend for two years if not terminated.  

‘In my previous life’s Korea, this kind of contract would have been null and void.’  

But this was Incheon in 2077 — a whole different beast. 

Even absurd contracts like this had full legal power.  

“They’re basically selling their lives.”  

“Yes. And they’re at their prime — young, fresh, and pretty.”  

I didn’t need long to decide.  

This was definitely a good deal.  

“I’ll take them.”  

———

After paying 5 billion won per trainee, for a total of 25 billion, and receiving the contracts, I headed to the practice room. 

Naturally, Emilia, the agency’s CEO, came with me.  

“That’s the practice room our trainees use.”  

Through the large glass wall, I could see everything inside. 

More than ten girls were sweating profusely as they performed a synchronized dance. 

Their energy radiated through the glass.  

Emilia opened the door and stepped inside. 

The trainees continued dancing without missing a beat.  

They only stopped when Emilia used a remote to cut off the music. 

As the speakers went silent, the girls finally stopped their routine, panting as they turned around.  

“Listen up. I’ll call out names. Step forward when I do.”  

Clearly, Emilia had a strict hold on them, as the trainees trembled slightly at her voice.  

‘Not surprising, considering the kind of contracts she makes them sign.’  

“Jung Minah, Kang Eunchae, Kim Yena, Sung Yeji, Han Dahye.”  

The named girls flinched in surprise and hesitated before stepping forward. 

They were dressed lightly for the intense dance practice, and their figures were nothing short of breathtaking.  

“Say hello to your new owner.”  

“… What?”  

“These are your girls, sir. Will you be taking them with you right now?”  

“That’s the plan. Oh, but my car won’t fit them all. I can only take one with me now. Could you arrange for the others to be delivered?”  

“A delivery service too?”  

Emilia seemed a bit annoyed.  

But what could I do? 

My car wasn’t big enough to fit five more people, and the police vans acting as escorts were already packed.  

“Oh! Then, I can… I can take them, CEO.”  

“… You?”

At that moment, the awkward man raised his hand enthusiastically. 

Emilia hesitated and frowned slightly before nodding.  

“Alright, you’re responsible for delivering them. So, who are you taking with you first, sir?”  

I looked over the trainees I had just purchased. 

They all seemed to be in shock and trembled nervously. 

Among them..

.  

“You, come with me.”  

“!!”  

I called out to the girl who would eventually rise to cult-like popularity. 

Her name was Sung Yeji. 

In the game, she debuted as the leader and main vocalist of the girl group ‘LUMINA,’ but her potential didn’t truly explode until 2078.  

Right now, she might seem insignificant, but in a few years, she’d be a massive star.  

‘Still, judging by this contract, even when she’s at the peak of her fame, she’ll basically be a slave.’  

The thought of her being both the most popular idol in the world and bound by such a cruel contract gave me a momentary pang of sympathy, but it passed quickly.  

———

After Go Mu-yeol left, Emilia fell into deep thought.  

“… He’s different from what I’ve heard.”  

She tapped her desk with her finger, recalling the events that had just taken place.  

“He even turned down the escort girls. That guy… He was fully hard but still held back.”  

Rainbow Miracle’s escort team wasn’t the best in the industry, but if a beautiful woman with a great body threw herself at any man, nine times out of ten, they’d give in and end up in bed. 

She had seen it happen countless times before.  

In fact, she had never seen anyone resist. 

Without fail, when the escorts were sent in, the men would lose their focus, forgetting their purpose as they indulged themselves. 

Some even hit on her, the company CEO. 

Though, of course, she always turned them down.  

Yet, Go Mu-yeol had refused the girls. 

He could still satisfy his desires with the five trainees he purchased, but the mere fact that he rejected the on-the-spot escort was shocking to her.  

“… Was everything people said about him just a cover?”  

Pondering this, she picked up her phone.  

“Yes, ma’am. How can I assist you?”  

“Look into Go-ryeo Entertainment for me.”  

“Go-ryeo Entertainment, ma’am?”  

“Yes. Oh, and dig a little deeper into Go Mu-yeol as well. I want more detailed information.”  

“Investigating a member of the owner’s family could be risky.”  

“I’m not asking you to find anything weird. Just see if there’s anything that doesn’t match the public perception. That’s all.”  

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.  

“… Understood. I’ll do my best.”  

“Thanks. I’m counting on you.”  

After ending the call, she held the phone tightly with both hands, lost in thought.