RB - 38

38. The Ruthless Lawyer Shows No Mercy

Deputy Kim Min-ah’s movements quickened. Her thighs spread wider and wider, shaking lewdly.

“Ah, Jin-hyuk. Haah…!”

Unable to contain her excitement, she lifted her half-reclined body and mounted the dildo. Imagining herself climbing onto Jin-hyuk’s smooth upper body, she moved her knees and hips repeatedly.

If I do this to Jin-hyuk for real, he’ll lose his mind. Deputy Kim Min-ah let out a satisfied moan, and the squelching sounds of friction filled the room. However, as the intensity of the pleasure grew, her legs began to ache, and she felt like she might cramp.

Then, oops—her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the dildo. The toy, which had only been halfway inside, slid all the way in, disappearing into her.

“Ahhh, ugh!”

Deputy Kim Min-ah screamed in pain as her body was pierced, but the pain was quickly followed by overwhelming pleasure. The sensation of being completely filled was dizzying, and the thought that this could be Jin-hyuk’s member drove her wild. She tightened her lower abdomen and clenched the dildo as if doing Kegel exercises.

“Ah, haa…! This is good. Jin-hyuk’s thing must be this big. It’s good to experience it in advance… haah!”

Deputy Kim Min-ah exhaled rapid breaths as she rubbed her clit with her fingers. Her vaginal walls fluttered as if convulsing, and her eyes rolled back. With her eyes showing mostly whites, she moved her body frantically. Her legs were still sore, but her excitement didn’t stop.

“Jin-hyuk, does it feel good? Haah… Me too. I like it too.”

Soon reaching her climax, Deputy Kim Min-ah flopped like a fish before collapsing onto the floor. The heavy dildo slipped out from between her legs, and the accumulated fluid poured onto the floor like a spring.

She trembled as if hiccuping, her swollen vulva throbbing as if it had been brushed against a thicket.

Deputy Kim Min-ah smiled faintly and twisted her nipples. She felt a sense of pride in her sensitive body, which could experience such dizzying sensations—truly the body of a seductress. Imagining Jin-hyuk’s warm hands encouraging her climax, she left her naked body to cool down as it was.

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Kim Min-Ah had always been the type of person who couldn’t tolerate boredom, even from a young age. Naturally, office life never suited her, and she often mocked colleagues like Han Seo-Yeon who worked late into the night with relentless determination. 

How could anyone pour their passion into something as mundane as work when there were so many exciting things in the world? What fools. 

But now, Kim Min-Ah believed she had finally found her golden opportunity—her ticket to a better life: Shin Jin-Hyuk and the stock market. However, her joy was short-lived. The stocks she purchased quickly plummeted by 8%. 

Gasping for air, she felt suffocated, but she reminded herself that stock trading required patience and timing. This was the perfect moment to “average down” by purchasing more shares at the lower price. 

It only took her four days to exhaust all options, from bank loans to private lenders. To Kim Min-Ah, stocks had become nothing more than a dopamine-fueled gamble. 

“What the hell? Why is it still dropping? At this rate, it’ll hit the floor limit.” 

Within less than a month, the stocks she bought had not only bottomed out but crashed even further. Though she continued going to work as if nothing was wrong, inside, she was rotting with anxiety. To escape the pain, she drank herself into oblivion every night after work. The hangovers that followed were brutal, especially since the alcohol was consumed purely to numb reality. 

Kim Min-Ah repeatedly opened and closed her stock app on her phone all day long, wearing out the screen. Her inability to focus made her repeat mistakes at work daily. 

Damn it. There was only one lifeline left: seducing Shin Jin-Hyuk and hitching her life to his. 

This made her despise Han Seo-Yeon even more. The thought of Jin-Hyuk showing any interest in that arrogant woman filled her with dread. 

“Han Seo-Yeon, you may have plenty of chances ahead, but for me, it’s either Shin Jin-Hyuk or nothing.” 

The relentless turning of fate’s wheel had tragic consequences. Kim Min-Ah’s jealousy and insecurity drove her to falsely report Seo-Yeon to the audit team, setting off a chain reaction that would devastate lives. 

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Early in the morning, an uncomfortable negotiation began in JB Company’s conference room. 

Park Cheol-Young, the audit team leader responsible for investigating Seo-Yeon, pressed his temples in frustration. Across the table, Attorney Jeong stretched lazily, raising his arms and letting the thick air flow past him. His gaze lingered on the open window as he spoke. 

“It’s a bit warm in here, isn’t it, Manager Park?” 

It was a clear demand to close the window and turn on the air conditioning—a subtle reminder of who held the upper hand. 

“Ah... Is it?” 

Park swallowed a groan and complied without protest. 

On the table between them sat a paper carrier filled with Americanos. Park had prepared them in advance, but Jeong hadn’t touched his. Unlike Park, who came armed with a laptop and stacks of documents, Jeong arrived empty-handed, exuding an air of confidence. 

Park’s mouth went dry as he unconsciously clicked his tongue. He wanted nothing more than to strangle both Kim Min-Ah and HR Manager Ko Myung-Soo. Their reckless actions had placed JB Company in an incredibly awkward position, not to mention the audit team being under scrutiny by the CEO. 

“The air conditioning works well. The facilities are nice… All this, funded by sucking the blood of our client, Han Seo-Yeon, right?” 

Jeong spoke casually, as if on vacation, knowing full well that the negotiation was already in his favor. 

Who does this guy think he is? Park’s thick eyebrows twitched, and he issued a heavy warning. 

“Watch your words. You didn’t come here just to pick a fight like some street thug, did you?” 

But Jeong wasn’t one to be intimidated. At a young age, he’d handled countless dirty cases, earning his stripes as a seasoned lawyer unafraid of conflict. 

“Manager Park, let me give you some advice. Don’t waste your energy early on. You’re going to need it later—you’ll have to run like a dog to clean up this mess.” 

Another groan escaped Park’s lips. Straightening his posture, Jeong got to the point. 

“Do you know how much overtime our client, Han Seo-Yeon, has worked without compensation since joining the company?” 

Instead of answering, Park shuffled through his prepared documents. He knew the answer but chose to stall. After openly mocking Park’s hesitation, Jeong continued. 

“There’s something even more serious. It seems you’ve been fraudulently claiming government subsidies using Han Seo-Yeon.” 

Damn it. This was the moment they’d been dreading. Jeong’s earlier jab about “sucking her blood” now made perfect sense—he knew everything. 

Park squeezed his eyes shut before reopening them slowly. The lawyer before him suddenly seemed as terrifying as a grim reaper. 

For the past two years, JB Company had implemented a flexible work policy called “staggered commuting hours,” receiving millions in government subsidies. This was HR Manager Ko Myung-Soo’s crowning achievement. 

Under staggered commuting, employees were supposed to arrive at 8 a.m. and leave by 5 p.m.—a system ill-suited for JB Company, where overtime was common. But Ko manipulated records to meet the requirements, essentially committing fraud against the government. 

The first victim of this scheme was Han Seo-Yeon. Due to her frequent fieldwork as a PR specialist, her attendance records were irregular, making her an easy target. In the end, Ko received bonuses for reducing company costs through these fraudulent subsidies—a classic case of someone else doing the hard work while he reaped the rewards. 

Jeong leaned forward, his predatory gaze piercing Park. 

“In the end, Han Seo-Yeon was the employee who worked the most overtime at JB Company, yet for the past two years, the system recorded her leaving at 5 p.m. every day. Poor client of ours… completely drained of her blood without ever receiving a single cent of overtime pay.” 

Park fell silent. Accustomed to interrogating others, he rarely found himself sweating under pressure like this. 

Jeong stared at him calmly, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips. 

“Falsifying evidence to claim government subsidies…” 

“T-That’s because Han Seo-Yeon signed a consent form,” Park stammered. 

Contempt filled Jeong’s expression. Initially, he had planned to wrap things up gently if Park showed humility, but now he regretted his leniency. 

“Manager Park, you just made a grave mistake. Bringing criminal law into what should have been resolved under labor law? That’s Article 12 of the Penal Code you’re invoking.”

Article 12 of the Penal Code—acts performed under coercion. Park Cheol-Young’s eyes trembled as if an earthquake had struck them. 

“…Pardon? I’m afraid I don’t understand what you mean.” 

“It seems HR Manager Ko Myung-Soo was worried after realizing Han Seo-Yeon wasn’t someone who could be easily pushed around, especially after the fraudulent subsidy claim. So, he approached her desk during work hours and shoved a consent form in her face, demanding she sign it forcefully.” 

“That could just be Han Seo-Yeon’s one-sided claim.” 

“Did you read the contents of that consent form?” 

Park glanced awkwardly at the pile of documents he’d prepared in advance. Among them was the absurd consent form created by HR Manager Ko. 

“Yes, I read it.” 

“The form states that everything was done ‘voluntarily’ by the individual, and that all responsibilities arising from it would fall solely on the ‘individual,’ not the company… Does that sound like a reasonable consent form to you? The company received the subsidies, but the responsibility was shifted entirely onto a single employee. What kind of employee would willingly take on such a risk?” 

“…What would you have us do? Please give us your suggestion, Attorney Jeong.” 

The air conditioning was set to 18 degrees Celsius, yet sweat poured down Park’s forehead. At this point, swallowing his pride was the only sensible option. JB Company was clearly guilty, and they couldn’t afford to escalate the situation further. 

“I originally intended to resolve this amicably through mutual agreement, but my mind has changed.” 

Park, finally snapping to his senses, rose from his seat. Clenching his jaw tightly, he bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle. 

“I was foolish and slow to grasp the situation. Please tell me what you want.” 

“First, this conference room is too dim. It’s not an interrogation room, is it?” 

At Jeong’s low-toned remark, Park transformed into a docile lamb. He immediately rushed to turn on the lights, brightening the room instantly. Ironically, Jeong squinted and rubbed his eyes as if bothered by the sudden brightness, then stood up and headed for the door. 

“One more thing I’d like you to remember: the tragedy caused by your abrupt and thoughtless audit.” 

“What do you mean by that?” 

You idiot, do I really have to explain every little detail? Jeong openly displayed his disappointment before slamming the conference room door shut behind him. 

Left alone, Park collapsed into his chair. 

By now, it was noon—lunchtime—but his appetite was completely gone. Instead, the bitter taste of bile rose to the back of his throat.