The man standing near the door laughed loudly—a laugh so chilling it was enough to scare anyone in the dark of night.Then, still standing by the door, he said:"Enjoy it… this boy is yours for the next 24 hours!"
He walked away… but his laughter stayed in the room—echoing, lingering, suffocating.
The man in front of Yeo Jun now started to touch his face…running his fingers over Yeo Jun's soft, cold cheeks.Yeo Jun's body jerked backward—he felt disgusted by the touch.But he couldn't do anything.
The man was tall…and Yeo Jun was still tied like a slave to the chair in front of him.The drugs had drained every bit of strength from his body—he had become nothing but a lifeless figure.
The man's hand moved up to Yeo Jun's lips…he lightly touched his lips and started to smile mysteriously.
But in the next moment, the little life left inside Yeo Jun gave a sharp jerk, and he bite the man's hand hard with his teeth.
He didn't scream…instead, he smiled again.
His face looked even more terrifying.
"Ohhh... You shouldn't have done that, good boy,"he said, breathing hotly—as if he enjoyed it.
He let go of Yeo Jun's face.Then he stretched his hand towards another man standing behind him, who seemed to be his bodyguard—In the darkness, Yeo Jun's eyes caught only one shining ring on the man's finger—the ring looked like a snake…and instead of eyes, a red, bloody stone glowed on it.
The bodyguard picked up a tool and handed it to the man with dark eyes.When Yeo Jun's gaze fell on the tool in his hand, for a moment his heartbeat stopped—it was a plier.
When the man brought the plier close to Yeo Jun's face,Yeo Jun screamed in fear—
"No! No! Please… stop… please forgive me… I didn't mean to do it… I didn't bite you on purpose, it's just that I didn't like you touching me like that… I'm really sorry… please let me go…"
His trembling, his desperate pleas were like air to that man—they had no effect at all.
In the next moment, the man with the ring came very close to him.The hot, swirling breath from his mouth brushed against Yeo Jun's face.Then he grabbed Yeo Jun's face tightly and began to speak:"How terrible, isn't it…"he said in a voice full of anger and pleasure,"…the father makes the mistake, and the innocent son gets punished."
There was poison in his words… and delight too.
"Do you know?
"His lips were close to Yeo Jun's ear—
"I really like your innocent face…"and those beautifull eyes .
He pressed Yeo Jun's jaw so hard that he began to suffocate.His breath was trapped…His throat started to tear from coughing.
Now the man forcibly opened Yeo Jun's mouth with his hands—and Yeo Jun struggled with all his might to free himself,but it was all useless.
He was helpless, writhing on the chair,tied with rope,just an innocent, lifeless piece of flesh.
The more he struggled,the tighter the ropes became.
Now the rope was digging into his hands…the wounds had reopened…and blood…fresh, warm blood was flowing from his hands.
His screams echoed off the walls of the room—but there was no one to hear.
The man with dark eyes now shoved the plier into Yeo Jun's mouth—onto the last tooth on the left side.
That tooth… had become the worst pain in his life.
He was pulling that tooth with the plier—and Yeo Jun felt as if his soul was being ripped from his body.
His eyes were filled with tears,his body was trembling,and even the slightest cry was breaking his courage.
A sharp jerk—and the tooth was pulled out broken.
The man crushed that tooth hard with the same plier.His smile had turned into a bloody grin.
The pain was no longer just in his mouth—it had spread throughout his entire body…as if someone had set fire to every part of him.
Blood… only blood.Flowing from his lips, beneath the tooth,and under his chin…
Yeo Jun's face turned red, and then pale.His mind still couldn't process the shock.It felt as if his brain was about to burst…a sharp wave of pain was rising inside his mind.
After pulling out the tooth from Yeo Jun's mouth…the man started smiling—but that smile was not of a human face…it was a terrifying, psychotic grin…silence in his eyes,and a sinister calm on his face.
He brought his finger to Yeo Jun's soft, pink lips—now stained only with blood…deep red blood.
He just kept smiling,and looking at those lips…his entire world was contained within that small bloodied body.
Then…he pressed Yeo Jun's jaw again—this time, with even more force—so much that Yeo Jun screamed out loud:"AHHHHHHHH...!"
His body shook again,but the tied rope only tightened around the struggling life.
Again…the plier went into his mouth—this time, it was the last tooth on the right side.
The pulling began again.Yeo Jun's breathing stopped,blood was flowing down his throat,he was in shock, crying in pain—without any sound,only tears, blood, and the faint dripping pain.
With one jerk, he pulled out that tooth too…