RB - 56

56. A World of Lies

After finishing a psychological counseling session for children at the Chairman Shin’s mansion near the orphanage, Professor Sung Ho-yeon was on his way home when he fatefully encountered Park Yeo-wan.

In her early 20s, Park Yeo-wan looked worn down by poverty but was as beautiful as a gem. Above all, she was an unmarried mother who had just abandoned her child at the orphanage, making her a perfect target for exploitation—a beautiful woman with a fatal flaw.

“You’ve been throwing that pretty body around and ended up abandoning a child. Do you plan to keep living like that? Or will you take my hand?”

Dazed, Park Yeo-wan glanced up and down at the clean-cut Professor Sung and, without hesitation, took his hand.

She followed him to his home, where they shared a bed under the guise of a physical examination. Professor Sung stripped her completely and laid her on a spacious table. He carefully examined her abdomen and perineum. Perhaps it was fortunate she had given birth at a young age, as her body was smooth enough to pass for a virgin with a little refinement.

Professor Sung’s thin lips twisted in satisfaction.

“Congratulations, your hardware scores very high. Now, let’s test your durability.”

He spread her labia with two fingers and observed every detail. Park Yeo-wan tightly shut her eyes in shame, but compared to the bar patrons who had treated her before, his touch was gentle, so she didn’t resist much.

Professor Sung looked at her approvingly, then inserted three fingers into her vaginal walls. He couldn’t help but laugh at the way her walls clenched in surprise.

“Good, good. Do that again, what you just did.”

Park Yeo-wan blinked in confusion.

“What… do you want me to do again?”

Professor Sung flicked her clitoris hard. Startled by the pain, she reflexively tensed her body, and her wet vaginal walls quivered as if trying to cut off his fingers.

“This is really something. No, you’re the best I’ve ever had.”

Delighted, he used his other hand to gently rub her anus. In rhythm with his movements, squelching sounds and fluids gushed out. Soon, her vaginal entrance began to contract rhythmically. Excited, Professor Sung tried to insert another finger, but the entrance was too narrow.

“Actually, the tighter, the more virginal it feels. The texture is S-grade.”

He evaluated her like grading a pig, then turned his attention to her erect nipples. He slapped them as if striking her cheek, causing her to moan in pain and more fluids to flow. Her vaginal walls, now trembling, seemed to crave something larger and thicker.

“Ah… haa, aah.”

Responding to her moans, he flicked her clitoris again and unbuckled his belt to reveal his grotesque member. Despite being in his early 30s, his penis was bizarre—enlarged with fillers and beads, resembling a dwarf inflated beyond its size.

Park Yeo-wan was startled. In her experience, men who underwent such extreme procedures usually had deep insecurities.

“Are you… going to put all of that in? At once?”

“Of course. Should I split it into two?”

He rubbed his swollen member against her entrance. She swallowed a gasp, both fearful of the impending pain and anticipating the pleasure.

“Think of this as practice and testing. I’m testing you now—your texture, the sounds you make, if your fluids are sufficient, if your contractions are normal. I’m a doctor, after all.”

With that, he thrust hard, and a scream erupted from Park Yeo-wan’s lips. The start was painful, but the process was pleasurable. Professor Sung relentlessly pounded the bead-covered head into her entrance, thrusting wildly.

The sensation of the foreign object scraping her walls made Park Yeo-wan’s lips twitch in ecstasy. The daughter she had abandoned was long forgotten. She was being reborn.

“Ahh, haa… haaang.”

When it was time to climax, Professor Sung pulled out briefly to catch his breath, simultaneously rubbing her slick entrance with his fingers—a technique to prolong the session. His slippery fingers slid down to apply pressure to her anus.

“Ah, not there! I’ve never done that before.”

“Shh, you don’t have a choice. I told you, this is a test.”

Annoyed by her resistance, he frowned and roughly flipped her over. Park Yeo-wan obediently turned and lay face down on the table.

“Lift your legs. Why act so innocent when you know what’s coming?”

Reluctantly, she lifted her legs into a cat-like position. Professor Sung spat on her anus and pressed his thumb in slowly. Her body, already relaxed, allowed for easy entry.

“How does it feel? Good? Look how tight you are. A slut like you, but still a virgin here?”

“Ah… it hurts. It’s not good at all.”

“You’ll learn to like it. Within a month.”

He moved his thumb back and forth a few more times, eliciting painful moans from her. Disappointed, he turned his attention back to her well-lubricated lower entrance, which was dripping with fluids as if asking when he would return.

Professor Sung lowered only her lower body off the table. She reflexively grabbed the edge.

The sound of skin slapping and cries of ecstasy filled the room. His member, armed with fillers and beads, caused her entrance to swell red.

“This time… don’t hold back. Just finish.”

“What if you get pregnant? A doctor like me can’t be tied down by an unmarried mother.”

“I… had surgery. No risk of pregnancy. I’ll never have kids again. I hate childbirth…”

Impressed by her words, Professor Sung grabbed her waist roughly and thrust wildly until he climaxed. Warm semen filled her belly.

Though many men’s semen had flowed inside her, Park Yeo-wan trembled with a strong premonition that this stranger would become her lifeline.

A month later, as per Professor Sung’s design, Park Yeo-wan began frequenting Chairman Shin Tae-myung’s mansion. At first, she was Professor Sung’s “assistant,” then the children’s “nanny,” and finally, within five years, she secured the position of the young “concubine” of Chairman Shin.

This success was thanks to the Shin brothers. Five-year-old Jun-hyuk and Jung-hyuk, and three-year-old Jin-hyuk, starved for maternal love, clung to Park Yeo-wan like a mother. Professor Sung’s medical opinion that the brothers showed signs of ADHD and emotional deficiencies was enough to unlock Chairman Shin’s heart. Of course, the medical opinion was a lie.

“Professor Sung, do you think Ms. Park Yeo-wan is suitable to be the lady of the Shin household? Be honest. You’re a doctor who understands people’s hearts.”

Professor Sung’s answer was clear.

“Of course, considering the dignity of Taesung Group, Ms. Park Yeo-wan falls short. But it’s undeniable that the children’s condition has significantly improved since she became their nanny. Dignity can be achieved through effort, but maternal love cannot. Ms. Park Yeo-wan is fully qualified to be the lady of the house. She has maternal love.”

Chairman Shin’s lips curled into a smile. He had been sharing a bed with Park Yeo-wan for years, so his heart was already set on making her the lady of the house. Among the many women he had been with, none had tickled his heart like Park Yeo-wan. What he needed was a justification. Now, he had one—the justification of being the “mother of the three brothers.”

It was ironic that maternal love became Park Yeo-wan’s ticket to rising status, considering she had abandoned her own daughter at an orphanage.

This incredible marriage scam greatly contributed to Professor Sung’s success. With Park Yeo-wan’s help, he became the chief physician of Taesung Group. Though there were countless more skilled doctors, it didn’t matter.

“Professor Sung, marriage isn’t enough. I need solid insurance.”

Meanwhile, to firmly establish herself in her newfound married life, Park Yeo-wan needed to show Chairman Shin something “special.” In other words, while she had luckily succeeded in marrying into wealth, she wasn’t confident it would last a lifetime. Determined never to return to her impoverished past, she decided to create a solid “backup plan.”

So, she decided to use the Shin brothers. Park Yeo-wan and Professor Sung subjected the young children to all kinds of hypnosis and gaslighting. The psychological abuse, carried out under Chairman Shin’s watchful eye, was successful. Medical opinions were formed that Jun-hyuk, Jung-hyuk, and Jin-hyuk all had mental issues.

Especially the eldest, Jun-hyuk, was diagnosed with autism.

“Chairman Shin, Jun-hyuk’s symptoms are becoming increasingly violent. As a doctor, I will take him for isolated treatment. I’ll care for him like my own son and bring him to see you often, so don’t worry.”

When Professor Sung suggested isolated treatment for Jun-hyuk’s worsening autism, Chairman Shin was deeply grateful and promised him the position of director at Taesung Hospital.

For Chairman Shin, who took great pride in his genes, his eldest son’s existence was a nightmare. Having him removed from sight and hidden from others was a great relief. And the promise of caring for him like a son eased his guilt.

Jun-hyuk was dragged out like livestock, crying, “Mom! Queen, save me!” and calling for his brothers, “Jung-hyuk! Jin-hyuk, help me!” Chairman Shin didn’t realize the scene would leave a traumatic mark on the young Jung-hyuk and Jin-hyuk.

After that incident, the mental health treatment of the new eldest, Jung-hyuk, and the second son, Jin-hyuk, was entirely entrusted to Professor Sung.