LLU 18

He smiled brightly again. A cheerful laugh like the melody of a piano tapped against my lower abdomen.

Just as he was, Choi Junghan yanked my ankle. At the same time, my body was dragged helplessly like a doll that had been knocked over. No matter how slender I was, I was a man who had now become an adult, and I couldn’t believe his brute strength as he pulled me without hesitation, holding only one ankle.

I struggled with my other leg and kicked him. But no matter how much I kicked and pushed at his thigh and b**t, his rock-like torso didn’t budge.

My body, dragged across the hallway floor, came to a stop in front of a room. Choi Junghan opened the door and threw me inside. By then, he was even humming.

As he closed the door without mercy,

I was completely cut off from the world.

“Haah, ha, haah….”

I was gasping for breath. I felt like I was going to suffocate from the overwhelming fear.

Thrown onto the floor like a piece of luggage, I could only look up at the tall man slowly approaching me.

Instead of a siren, a ringing sound filled my ears. It felt like I had already gone deaf from the blaring warning sounds. I had lost all the composure I had. I couldn’t think at all.

Choi Junghan suddenly reached out his hand and pulled out the handkerchief that had been gagging me. Saliva, which had mixed with the thoroughly soaked handkerchief, stretched in a string between it and my lips, but he didn’t care.

As soon as my mouth was free, I took a deep breath. If I screamed here, could I wake my mother downstairs? But that question was thwarted by Choi Junghan’s kick to my solar plexus before I could even properly try.

“Gag, ugh, keuk….”

“Behave. It’s nice to see you cry, but I can’t stand it when you squeal like a pig.”

My breath caught in my throat. I actually couldn’t breathe for a few seconds. Even though he had kicked me with his bare foot, it felt like I had been hit with a hammer. It was a severe pain I had never experienced before in my life.

Only after taking several gasping breaths did my dizzy vision return to normal. I begged desperately for oxygen, making dirty sounds like keok, keok. I clutched my solar plexus with my bound hands and curled up my body like a caterpillar. I couldn’t control the trembling that was spreading through me.

“It’s no use screaming here anyway; they won’t hear you downstairs. It wasn’t built that shoddily. So stop the futile effort.”

Choi Junghan looked down at me and leisurely took off his jacket. He also took off the vest he was wearing underneath, hung it neatly on the wall, and sat on the bed in his shirt and pants. I was left thrown at his feet like a piece of trash.

My feet were free, but after being kicked in the solar plexus, I no longer had the will to struggle or scream. I felt like I would lose my mind if I was hit one more time.

I couldn’t help but know it, even if I didn’t want to. The reason he enjoyed using violence so much. Violence was a much more powerful and easy control device than I had thought.

“Why, …why, why on earth… are you doing this. To me.”

My whole body trembled like an insect with its wings and legs torn off.

“Why on earth, …why are you doing this to me.”

“Is there a reason for a game? You play it to have fun.”

In contrast to what he was doing to me, his tone was overly casual. Seeing his face, smiling with the corners of his mouth pulled up without reserve, something surged up from within me.

Where on earth did it all go wrong?

I didn’t know when I was taking one step at a time, looking at my mother’s happiness, which was like an exotic landscape to me. I thought it was a happiness I dared to enjoy.

In fact, that fantasy shimmered before my eyes, sweetly calling out to my mother and me. My mother’s appearance, blooming like a flower day by day, the generous allowance Chairman Choi provided, his sincere eyes that were ready to accept me as family, the sweet smiles they exchanged as they looked at each other—didn’t all these things support it?

But it was all an overly complacent misunderstanding. Chairman Choi’s madman of a son had absolutely no intention of welcoming two strangers who had rolled in from who knows where.

He was not, as I had initially thought, someone who would write a shoddy scenario and sit back waiting for me to fall for it.

Choi Junghan was not one to set a trap and wait in ambush; he was a predator who did not fear revealing himself in the darkness. A born hunter who enjoyed the process of slaughter itself.

Now I know too. How foolish it was for my childish self to dare to provoke a man who was so superior and strong in every way that he was incomparable to me.

The fatal mistake was realizing that too late. By the time I came to my senses, I was already in a pitch-black swamp. It was my fault for daring to confront him, even after vaguely sensing a fraction of the power of the entity that was wrapping around my ankles and pulling me into the deep, sticky mud.

But to pay for that mistake, this, this was too cruel. Leaving aside the issue of gender and the fact that we were to become stepbrothers, this was an irreversible act of violence. It was a horrific act that couldn’t even be compared to being slapped a few times and having my hair grabbed and slammed onto a desk.

“Get lost! Untie this right now! This kind of s**t is only fun for you! F**k!”

My head grew hot. My eyeballs glaring at him and my forehead grew hot along with it. I let out an explosive burst of anger at him and screamed.

“I won’t let you get away with it. Just lay one hand on my body. I’ll tell them everything you did, I’ll report you to the police! The remarriage and everything will be called off, and then I won’t have a fucking thing to be afraid of, you m**herfucker…!”

But the words couldn’t be finished in their complete form. Because Choi Junghan, who had been listening to me with a bored expression while sitting on the bed, snatched me by the hair.

Immediately after, he raised his left hand. I felt a terrible sense of déjà vu.

“Ack!”

Slap, slap. Merciless violence struck my right cheek again and again. It was a beating that showed no signs of holding back or considering the consequences.

By the time it passed five hits, I felt like my cheek was on fire. I’m not sure if he hit me ten times or eleven.

The sharp sound of the beating, which had been dryly striking the air, gradually became damp. By the time my head was ringing so much that my mind was becoming hazy, he finally let go of my hair.

I couldn’t even remember the pain of being kicked in the solar plexus anymore. When Choi Junghan casually withdrew his hand, his palm was faintly stained with blood from my split-open cheek.

“Heuu… ugh….”

My blood-tinged breaths broke off in strands. My flapping, trembling breaths gradually became limp, like a dying fish. The rampant pain viciously swallowed even my screams.

Choi Junghan pulled out a tissue and slowly wiped the inside of his palm. Looking down at me, sprawled at his feet, he opened his mouth and spoke softly.

“I’ll tell you in advance, I prefer it when you struggle your a** off like this.”

“…Ugh, heuu….”

“But you have to be tactful about your fucking around, do it prettily.”

My consciousness was about to become hazy from the dizzying pain. I had to, get a, grip…. As I forced my blurry focus onto him, Choi Junghan gave me a gentle smile, as if being magnanimous.

“It seems like it’ll take a while to tame you… well, for today, just do as you please. You’ll naturally learn through getting hit.”

The unkind explanation ended there. Choi Junghan reached out his hand and grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt I was comfortably wearing.

The moment his hand touched my body, goosebumps spread over me. The realization that the terrible time I had spent so far was a prelude to this insane act made my mind go blank.

When Choi Junghan pulled the hem of my shirt up to my bound wrists in one swift motion, my bare chest and stomach were exposed. The feeling of the air on my skin was cruel and terrifying. I thrashed my whole body and shook my head, as if I were being stabbed by needles pouring down from all sides.

“Don’t. Ha… ha, don’t.”

“So our Oon can make this kind of face too.”

“Don’t, don’t, th, this isn’t right.”

My whole body trembled violently. My jaw was shaking so much that my tongue got caught between my teeth and I bit it, but I couldn’t feel the pain.

What he was about to do was far more terrifying than the violence he had inflicted so far. It was incomparably frightening. I couldn’t, absolutely couldn’t believe the fact that Choi Junghan was trying to commit this kind of sexual violence against me.

There was a fleeting moment when I thought I was sitting at the game board with him as an equal. Even having the cheeky thought that he wasn’t the only one using his head. But this was a move I had never, not even once, anticipated.

No, actually… Choi Junghan never had any intention of sitting down and playing a game with me in the first place. He didn’t need to go through such trouble. He just wanted to make me submit and put me under his feet. To the extent of concocting even this kind of filthy act.

“D… don’t do, just don’t do this.”

“I thought you weren’t stupid, but your learning ability is pretty poor.”

Choi Junghan said in a bored voice. Just his altered tone of voice made my heart drop. Because it felt like he was about to commit the very act I was afraid of.

A chill ran down my spine and my head spun. A humiliating memory flashed before my eyes. The day he grabbed me by the hair and slammed me onto the desk, he had definitely said it then.

Beg me.

Choi Junghan was waiting for my plea even now. If that was the correct answer, I had to say it without delay. I opened my lips, stammering. Humiliation, shame, those things evaporated from within me at that moment without a trace.

“P, please don’t….”

“…”

“Please, don’t, do it….”

I had no intention of being helplessly violated with my eyes wide open for something that should never happen. Just because my past self had a foolish misunderstanding doesn’t mean I can just let this happen.

If Choi Junghan wants my humiliation, I will gladly show it to him. If he wants my obedience, I will gladly do so. I had to protect my body from Choi Junghan, no matter what kind of struggle it took, no matter what I had to do. Even if it meant kneeling at Choi Junghan’s feet and l**king the soles of his feet.

“Ah… really, our Oon.”

A loud laugh mocked my desperate plea. Choi Junghan just watched me with amusement, laughing like a madman. Each time a chuckle escaped him, his iron-solid chest heaved and trembled slightly.

“You really are my type.”

With his mouth wide open, his eyes twinkled like a mischievous boy’s.

“Both your fucking around and your begging really get a guy hard.”

“…”

“You have a face that makes me want to stick my d**k in and have you ride it yourself.”

The humiliation and obedience I had painstakingly crafted were thus brutally discarded on the ground. At his last words, it felt like every part of my brain exploded at once. It was so horrific it was sickening. Just imagining it felt like someone was slicing my brain with a knife.

“Don’t! Don’t, you m**herfucker! I’ll kill you! I’ll, I’ll really kill you!”

There was no more time to think and reason. I writhed my body, screaming at the top of my lungs. I struggled to escape from his grasp as he tried to pull off my pants, but Choi Junghan, as if mocking me, took off my pants with ease.

“I wanted to see you take off your own clothes while looking at me, but unfortunately, we’ll have to postpone that for next time.”

Choi Junghan said in a cheerful tone. Even though he was in the same space as me, he seemed like a person from a different world than me, who was screaming desperately. Just as he said about playing a game, his face was nothing more or less than that of a person sitting in front of a new and interesting game board.

Choi Junghan’s ice-cold hand pulled down my pants and threw them carelessly onto the floor. Violent goosebumps rose wherever his hand touched. He easily thwarted my movements as I struggled, trying with all my might to kick his chin and face. He grabbed my ankles one by one and even pulled off my socks.

Now, all I was wearing was a single pair of briefs. My legs, which had been struggling until the very end, automatically drew inward. As I tried to put strength into my legs, which were trembling as if they weren’t my own, Choi Junghan suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed me by the hair.

“You have to get on the bed, Oon-ah.”

“Heuk, ack!”

“Are you planning on spending your first night with your hyung on the floor?”

If his goal was to drive me crazy by verbally harassing me, he had certainly achieved it. The moment I heard Choi Junghan’s playful, cheerful tone, the thread of reason that had been hanging on precariously snapped.

My throbbing head went blank and a curtain fell before my eyes. Choi Junghan was really, truly, going to do that thing to me.

Choi Junghan grabbed me by the hair, pulled my body up, and threw me onto the bed. I struggled for my life, but every time I did, his hand flew to my cheek.