Folder of Desire: Dreams Turned Reality

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[MC POV]

"What was that video just now?"

Sasha asked me with slightly embarrassed eyes.

It seemed like she was a little discouraged after seeing Suah's cumming spree.

"This is an OnlyFans video I filmed myself. Do you know what kind of site OnlyFans is?"

"… Of course. This is your own work that you posted there, right?"

"That's right. The actresses are me and my cousin. The video you'll see in a moment will feature my lover and my mother-in-law. For your information, Channel 'Sow House' is a promising channel that ranked first in the OnlyFans rankings with just these two videos."

─Beep!

When I pressed the remote control button, the beam projector moved over, and the No. 1 screenshot on OnlyFan was printed.

However, Sasha seemed more shocked by my explanation just now.

"Now, wait a minute. Minhyuk. Did I just hear correctly? A cousin? A mother-in-law? Does this mean that they are actually your family?"

She seemed quite surprised, uncrossed her legs coquettishly, and asked me.

I deliberately nodded more resolutely.

"You heard correctly. At Sow House, there was no such thing as a concept profile. Everything was real. This is also the secret to our popularity."

"… My God. Did they just accept it without saying anything?"

"Haha. One of my beliefs is not to touch a woman I don't like. You don't have to worry too much since both of us are enjoying this relationship to the fullest."

But even so, Sasha seemed to have a hard time believing this crazy relationship diagram.

She pursed her pretty lips and narrowed her eyebrows several times.

"… How on earth did you convince them? If it was through threats or illegal methods, I would never invest."

It was natural.

If she makes a mistake, it will cause damage to her as the investor.

I smiled lightly and calmed Sasha down.

"It would be more correct to say that I trained them rather than a persuasion. No joke, I am quite good at handling women. My method of recruiting is to subjugate them by giving them sexual pleasure and then training them to appear in my videos."

After listening to my explanation, she made an exaggerated gesture typical of the Western people.

She waved her arms, wondering if that was true.

"… Minhyuk. Honestly, that's hard to believe. No matter how good you are at treating women, you can't have your family appear in porn just because of that. I don't have confidence in your claims."

Of course, I didn't expect her to immediately believe me after the first video.

That's why I prepared several video materials.

It was her appeal and proof at the same time.

"Well, I understand. Other people generally give similar reactions as you. Everyone reacts that way."

─Beep!

When I pressed the button again, this time, a video of Choi Aran and Han Sarang playing with their tits was played.

The two women were wearing vulgar cow bikinis, dripping with breast milk and moaning like bitches in heat.

The air in the seminar room quickly became warm.

─Ugh ♥ Ugh ♥ Aahhh ♥ Aahhh ♥ Hmm ♥

Just like Suah, the two of them also climaxed like crazy, their whole bodies convulsing.

Their hands and feet twisted arbitrarily, and the most ecstatic moans came out of their mouth.

"Sasha. This is an actual orgasm. Since you are a woman, you would know. The sound you make when you act and the sound you make when you really feel it are on a different level. To Sasha, does this look like a staged video?"

─Gulp

She swallowed her dry saliva without realizing it.

Then she shook her head without saying a word.

"That's right. This is not a staged video. At Sow House channel, we actually film only carefully selected women whom I trained. As you can see, you can feel the charm of the cast."

Soon after, when the second video ended, Sasha couldn't make eye contact with me.

In her strangely disjointed manner, she asked her question.

"… So if I invest, what will the investment money be used for?"

"First, we need to find a large-scale studio and filming equipment. We also need to find employees to manage the website and customer service. The composition will be roughly similar to that of other film companies."

"… Well, that's good. Aside from the investment money. What about recruiting actresses in the future? Will Minhyuk continue to lead the filming method?"

"Of course. I will be an assistant and carefully select actresses as I am now. I have never thought of using a male actor other than me for filming."

Then Sasha made a rather coolheaded point.

"Then what if there's a problem with you? Won't all filming be stopped?"

In response to that question, I boldly nodded.

As expected, the answer to this difficult question was to tackle it head-on.

"That's right. Since there is no one to replace me, it will be difficult to run the company. But that doesn't mean I have any intention of having my sub."

"Why? Preparing for emergencies is a very natural attitude for a manager."

I shook my head at her criticism.

"Of course, that's true. But even if I wanted to, I couldn't find a substitute. If it weren't for me, my partners wouldn't be interested in the filming itself. Even if I somehow persuade them to film, it's absolutely impossible to produce this level of quality. No man can do it. They won't be able to excite my women as much as I do."

Sasha responded to my confident statement as if it were absurd.

"Yes. I know that Minhyuk is good at handling women. I admit that you are not just bragging or showing off. But I think you have too much blind faith in yourself. The world is very wide, and there are many talented people. Your current attitude is that of a businessman. It seems a bit arrogant, so I don't trust you regardless of your abilities."

She crossed her legs seductively again and gave a light cynicism.

It seemed like it was difficult to understand my ignorant theory of everything about sex.

At that point, I started to feel a little anxious.

Of course, I don't necessarily need investment money to start a business. But it was also true that her presence was greatly desired.

What was important was not money but the background that will give us strength in the US mainland.

If a person as wealthy as Sasha stands behind me, all kinds of problems could be solved easily.

In the end, I decided to use the last resort.

If she can't accept the theory that sex is omnipotent, I have no choice but to make her feel that sex was truly omnipotent.

"Hmm. I understand what you mean. I was so excited that I showed my ugly side. Furthermore, I think I was a bit stubborn because I had my own philosophy. Furthermore, I apologize for that."

When I bowed my head first, her expression softened slightly.

From her perspective, it was only natural to be skeptical.

What white woman would readily invest a large sum of money in an Asian man who claims to be a sex master after watching just two videos?

Her cautious attitude was understandable.

"Hmm. I was rude as well. Besides, you have nothing to apologize for."

"First, let's have some tea to cool off. Does that sound good?"

I brought out some high-quality black tea that I had prepared for situations like this.

She seemed a little embarrassed by my argument, so she nodded her head willingly.

"Okay. Let's take a moment to catch our breath, and then we'll talk again."

As I poured black tea into the cup, I secretly spilled a few drops of love oil.

Afterward, I hand it to her, and she swallows it without much hesitation.

"Hmm. The scent is unique."

"Haha, of course. It's a very rare black tea."

"More importantly, Sasha, do you have any personal questions for me? Feel free to ask anything."

I deliberately chose to take my time, waiting for the medicinal effects to set in.

She smiled faintly and, unaware of what was to come, asked her question.

"I just happen to be curious about something. Can I ask you a slightly sensitive question, right?"

"Of course. Feel free to ask."

"Then how many women have you been in relationships with so far? Were there any white women among them?"

It seemed like she wasn't just asking out of curiosity.

This may also be to gauge the level of my qualifications.

Asking about experiences with white people was probably to determine competitiveness in the American market.

But I didn't necessarily want to lie.

I answered her questions exactly as they were.

"I don't know the exact number. I think it's about twenty or thirty. I've never slept with a white woman."

It felt like Sasha's interest faded a little after those words.

If I want to expect long-term profits in the U.S. market, white women are essential.

I immediately responded to her reaction and continued what I was saying.

"But I guarantee you that I can train any white woman. Even an Asian racist will become a loyal sow under my care. She will open her legs to me like never before."

When I answered that, Sasha's eyes sparkled with interest again.

She must have been wondering where my confidence came from.

She looked me up and down before tilting her head.

"In my opinion, you're manly enough. But do you have sexual appeal? That's a different question. After all, the standards for masculinity vary between America and Asia. How can you be so confident when you haven't even had sex with a white woman?"

As she spoke, a faint blush spread across her face, likely a sign that the medicine was starting to take effect.

Her gaze grew more intense, almost lingering, while I kept glancing at her lips, wondering if her throat was starting to burn.

I cautiously approached her table where she was sitting.

Then I started unbuttoning my shirt.

"I don't think I can fully show you my charms with the clothes on. At the risk of being rude, I will take off my top."

"… I guess so."

She looked embarrassed, but she tried to act calmly and crossed her arms.

Sasha Fox was leaning on the back of her chair and looking at her as if asking her to do something.

Soon, my shirt fell down, revealing my tightly sculpted upper body.

In fact, this kind of muscular body was not only special in Korea, but it also felt common in the United States.

But now the medicinal effect of love oil was taking effect.

It would somehow look more erotic in her eyes.

As expected, her jewel-like eyes greedily scanned my chest muscles.

The neckband moved once, revealing Sasha's desire.