Thud.

The journalist Yoon Hayeong, her mind completely shattered, collapsed in front of me. It looked like there was no chance she’d recover as she had before.

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap.

The applause continued.

I raised my hand to stop it, then nudged the actress off of me. She dismounted expertly, pulling herself away from my member that twitched as if it would burst, glistening and demanding more.

“Ugh...”

Yoon Hayeong moaned, trembling where she had been thrown, too broken to even look up at me.

“Yoon Hayeong.”

At the sound of her name, she flinched.

“From the social …