I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 115: 18+

I cannot help but lament.

How can anything be this cruel and exploitative?

If this continues to provoke us like this, there’s no choice but to turn dark.

“How can you keep threatening us like this when we’ve been faithfully fulfilling the conditions?”

What’s absurd is that Taiwan should, by all rights, have received the most and longest-lasting reparations.

After all, it was Taiwan that China invaded.

Next in line should have been the United States and Japan. However, reparations to Taiwan, the United States, and Japan were fully paid off more than 20 years ago.

The only reparations still outstanding are those owed to the Republic of Korea.

The reason? When Korea conquered Beijing, it imposed heinous terms—extortionate interest rates and the condition that reparations could only be paid in South Korean won.

Because of these outrageous, internationally unprecedented demands, the Shanghai Economic Alliance has been unable to settle even one-third of the total reparations over the past 50 years.

“This won’t do. This is an impossible burden to resolve!”

The threats from Koryo Group,

The unrelenting pressure for reparations,

Can no longer be endured.

No matter how powerful the enemy may be, when survival is on the line, one must rise up and resist.

“It seems the time has come for us, Zhonghua, to unite our strength once again.”

Though the Shanghai Economic Alliance had long distanced itself from identifying with China, they could no longer deny that things could not continue this way.

In the end, Zhonghua is Zhonghua.

Zhonghua must become one.

Only then can it stand against foreign powers.

“Pretend to comply with the demands of Koryo Group and the Republic of Korea, but secretly push for a summit among the states of Zhonghua.

Do so discreetly—without anyone finding out!”

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"Ah... Young Master...!"

The moment we entered the room alone, Dorothy's eyes changed dramatically.

Unless one were a complete fool, there was no way she wouldn’t understand the implications of a man like me dragging a woman like her into a private room.

And yet, this reaction.

She was clearly, unmistakably, anticipating it.

"Will you... take me? My body?"

"You don’t want that?"

"No! Th-there’s no way I wouldn’t...!"

Even earlier, when I touched her chest, there had been no resistance.

And now, as I hold her close and grab her chest with both hands, she only bites her lip and lets out faint moans—never pulling away or resisting.

It didn’t feel like it was merely because of her absolute obedience.

No, it was something more. Something deeper.

It felt as if her own desires were at play.

‘Is this because of the brainwashing?’

She wanted me.

To be precise,

She wanted me to fuck her.

"If you'd do me the honor of fucking me, young master...!"

A sly grin spread across my face.

I was surprised at such an unconventional response, and my cock reacted immediately and strained to the limit.

I straddled her from behind and squeezed her breasts tightly, resting my erect cock against the hollow of her ass.

“Can't you feel it? That's exactly why I brought you here, bitch.”

“А...!”

she exclaimed, her voice cracking.

“But this suit, how do I get it off?”

I let go of her breasts and groped all over her body, looking for a zipper or buttons to undo the suit.

But there weren't any.

It was as if it had been absorbed into her body from the start, clinging to it and unwilling to come off.

“Oh, this.....”

Dorothy touched her left sleeve.

The suit that had fit her body so tightly inflated like a balloon and then ripped in half, exposing her graceful spine.

“I'll take it off, Master.....”

She looks back at me and takes off the suit.

Her back is magnificent!

The curves of her body are amazing, especially the way they transition into her pelvis and hips.

Poof.

The suit falls to the floor.

Shhih..,

a drop of liquid on the hair of her pussy.

Did she just get wet? Was she aroused by it?

“You can have me, .....”

I # Nоvеlight # immediately pounced on Dorothy and pushed her back onto the bed, spreading her legs to test her.

Tsk, tsk.

“...!”

Her pussy was ready.

Her pussy was flowing, a sight I had never seen before, although I had fucked many women in my life.

Even the hottest and most lecherous Go Min-young wasn't this wet.

What the hell...!

“Ahhhh... Master...!”

Dorothy spread out on the white bed like a painting, grabbing her cunt and spreading it apart.

It was so lewd that I doubted she was a virgin.

But...

Poof!

When I inserted my cock into her crotch, I could see otherwise. She was a virgin!

She was just a noble girl who had been properly brainwashed, and she was overjoyed that I, the master, was holding her.

With each thrust, the water overflowed.

"Aang, aang, master, niim, aang, aang!"

She moans.

"You're too wet to be a virgin!"

"I'm so, so excited, aaaah!"

Ha. You're such a demanding bitch.

Are all knights like this?

I've been looking for you.

"I'll fuck you for a month."

"Oh?!"

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"Ah, ahng! Y-Young Master! Ahhhng!!"

The mansion’s soundproofing was, of course, excellent.

No matter what happened inside the rooms, the hallways remained eerily silent.

However, Baek Seol was a knight.

If she wanted to, she could easily penetrate that soundproofing and discern what was happening inside.

"You're so wet for a virgin. Filthy wench!"

"I-It's because I'm so overwhelmed! Aah, ahng!"

Inside the room, Go Muyeol and Dorothy were in the midst of intense passion.

"..."

Baek Seol wasn’t jealous.

She hadn’t developed that level of affection yet.

But something—something closer to anxiety—began creeping up inside her.

‘Dorothy is giving her body to the Young Master for the first time, and yet...’

Dorothy’s reaction was shockingly submissive, even enthusiastic.

She treated every touch from Muyeol as a privilege, offering her entire being to him without hesitation.

The difference compared to when Baek Seol had lain with Muyeol was stark.

Thinking back, knights were always like that.

They viewed serving the Owner Family as the pinnacle of their lives, their ultimate honor.

If news broke that a Knight of One—a knight assigned exclusively to a member of the Owner Family—had been chosen, everyone would look at that knight with dazed envy.

Even if one of those knights were brought into that room now, their reaction likely wouldn’t differ much from Dorothy’s.

‘I’m... different.’

But Baek Seol wasn’t like them.

To her, being a knight was merely a symbol of slavery, and being assigned to someone was nothing more than becoming their personal property.

Of course, she was somewhat content with her current situation.

Surprisingly, Muyeol was generous—he had provided her with exclusive armor and a personal combat machine, items that most knights could only dream of.

He rarely overstepped boundaries and even showed subtle consideration.

Most importantly, he trusted her completely.

The clearest evidence of that trust was the PMC.

Muyeol had made the entire private military company 100% hers.

Nearly all the military force he would rely on in the future had been entrusted to Baek Seol.

What greater proof of trust could there be?

‘The Young Master knows I’m different from the other knights. And yet... he still placed his trust in me.’

Baek Seol was a knight who, for certain reasons, had broken free from her brainwashing.

Could anyone guarantee that her loyalty genes were still functioning properly?

Even she couldn’t provide that guarantee, yet Muyeol had trusted her fully nonetheless.

She wanted to repay that trust, at least.

But was that so easy?

Unlike Dorothy or the other knights, Baek Seol didn’t feel a sense of reverence just from standing in Muyeol’s presence.

She didn’t feel overwhelming gratitude when he demanded her body, nor did she instinctively become aroused.

After all, those weren’t normal emotions.

How could she feel something that didn’t exist in her?

‘I might as well... have been properly brainwashed.’

"!!"

She was shocked by her own thoughts.

That she would think such a thing...

‘...But.’

But it was the truth.

Once she acknowledged it, the anxiety settled in.

If she were the only knight by Muyeol’s side, it might not have mattered.

But there were 15 knights surrounding him—even if it was only for the duration of their one-month rental.

And female knights like Dorothy could be taken to his bed at any moment...

Wouldn’t she inevitably be compared to them?

‘Ah, Baek Seol... you’re so boring.’

That kind of comparison...

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‘I don’t want that.’

Click, click.

At that moment, a woman appeared at the far end of the hallway.

With a cold and proud expression, she walked gracefully forward, her long, sleek black hair flowing gently behind her.

“Ah.”

Without thinking, Baek Seol hid.

She pressed herself against the wall, blending into it and becoming invisible.

“Hoo...”

Standing before the door, Ra Seung-hee let out a long sigh.

Straightening her back, she knocked.

“Young Master, it’s Ra Seung-hee.”

Before long, the door swung open.

Go Muyeol appeared, his erection still standing tall.

‘Ah...’

The same member that had been inside her countless times.

Beyond him, she could see Dorothy sprawled out on the bed, looking utterly wrecked.

She was limp as though dead, her state far removed from what one would expect of a knight.

Knights were supposed to have immense stamina, yet Dorothy, one of their kind, had been utterly defeated. Was Muyeol’s skill truly that incredible?

‘...No.’

It wasn’t that.

Dorothy had been so overcome with the honor of being in Muyeol’s arms that she had entirely lost herself. Her overwhelming euphoria had pushed her beyond even her knightly endurance.

“Master—”

“You’re late. She’s already out cold.”

“I apologize.”

Muyeol gave Ra Seung-hee a disinterested glance before reaching out.

Without hesitation, he grabbed her face and kissed her deeply, dragging her into the room.

The door closed behind them.

‘...He didn’t call for me.’

Even that began to bother Baek Seol.

Had the comparisons already begun?