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As if in a dream, in a blurry and hazy reality, Yijae could clearly hear Jaeha’s name. Dohyeon grabbed Yijae’s limp legs and easily turned his body over onto his back.

As his back touched the soft mattress, Yijae startled awake and hurriedly tried to sit up. But Dohyeon pressed down on Yijae’s thighs with his leg, gripped his chin firmly, and said.

“Hoo. You die if you use your teeth. Open your throat wider. You understand me?”

“Eueu, don’t, euk……”

Dohyeon pulled down his pants and underwear in one motion. Then, a penis, hard enough for the veins to bulge, was revealed in the air. He grabbed his erection with one hand and brought it towards Yijae’s face.

“Ah, but first.”

Then he paused, stopping his actions, and burst out laughing, kideuk kideuk, before picking up his phone.

‘To think the person Kang Jaeha is so hung up on these days is Seo Yijae. Isn’t this a great opportunity to get revenge on that damn bastard?’

Tok tok, scrolling with his short nails, Dohyeon pressed Jaeha’s number and called him. At the sound of the phone ringing in the long darkness, Yijae’s scattered focus returned.

‘No, run, heuk, I have to run.’

But he had no strength left in his body. He dug his fingertips into Dohyeon’s wrist and struggled, but with each movement, he couldn’t move an inch, feeling as if an invisible force was crushing his entire body.

“Heueu……”

Placing the phone on the nightstand, Dohyeon’s feverish eyes gleamed as he rubbed his penis against Yijae’s cheek. Pre-cum, leaking from the tip of his glans in his excitement, wet his face.

“Open your mouth.”

It felt like Dohyeon’s penis would push into his mouth the moment he opened his lips. Shaking his head from side to side, Yijae burst into tears, walkak, at the hand that slapped his cheek.

“You’ve probably sucked Kang Jaeha’s dick a lot. Fuck, your hyung is asking for a little suck, is that so hard?”

Hot tears streamed down Yijae’s cheek, and just as he was thinking he wanted to die. Yijae’s eyes met Madam Lee’s through the crack in the door.

He was afraid that now that she had caught him, he might be kicked out of this house, but first, he wanted to get away from Dohyeon.

‘Please help me.’

Yijae pleaded for her help with desperate eyes. But Madam Lee, who looked at him with contempt, massaged her temples and turned away as if to ignore him.

‘H-how could she…….’

He never thought Madam Lee would actually turn her back on him. He had thought she would at least drag Dohyeon away…….

Yijae was engulfed in a sensation as if the last ray of light was being swallowed by darkness. Yijae’s arm fell limply off the bed, and at that moment, someone’s voice came from the speakerphone.

—Hello.

“Heuheup.”

Yijae knew that the owner of that voice was Jaeha. It was really Kang Jaeha.

“Hey, Kang Jaeha, what’s up?”

—I’m the one who should be asking what you were thinking, calling me at this hour.

“Ah, I was just trying to tell you something interesting.”

“Eueu, eup.”

Yijae shook his head from side to side as if to say no, yet he kept his mouth shut so no sound would escape.

“Ha, fuck, you won’t open your mouth?”

Slap.

“Aack!”

Yijae’s head snapped to the side from the force of the hand that struck his cheek. He could taste the metallic tang of blood in his mouth. Still, seeing Yijae press his lips together, trying desperately not to make a sound, Dohyeon ground his teeth, kadeuk.

—What do you think you’re doing right now?

When there was no reply, the voice that asked next was laced with anger. Yijae glared at Dohyeon, who was pressing his cheek hard and trying to force his mouth open, and bit the fingers that pushed past his lips.

“Fuck, Seo Yijae!”

This time, it wasn’t a palm but a clenched fist that met his face. With a peok sound, Yijae, who fell to the floor, let out a pained groan, “Euk.”

“This, fucking bitch.”

Lifting his foot, Dohyeon kicked Yijae in the back. The violence of the dominant alpha, incomparably stronger than Dohae’s, poured down on him, and Yijae curled up his body to survive.

The call hadn’t ended yet. Yijae was in so much pain it felt like he would pass out any moment, but he bit down hard and swallowed his groans.

“You’re dead today.”

Untying the necktie from his neck, he grabbed Yijae by the hair and threw him onto the bed.

“Heut, eeuk.”

Dohyeon forcibly pulled down Yijae’s clothes as he resisted. Yijae held onto his halfway-down clothes and shook his head from side to side. It was a weak resistance, but it only served to further irritate Dohyeon.

With a burst of strength, he pulled down Yijae’s pants and underwear in one go, then forced his legs apart and positioned his penis over his hole.

“Heueu. Don’t, don’t, euk……”

Yijae bit his tongue at the hot, hard thing touching his private parts. Like this, really…….

Digging his long nails into his palms, Yijae swallowed his sobs, and his eyes fell on a glass cup within arm’s reach.

“Relax if you don’t want your hole to tear.”

Tightening his grip on Yijae’s slender waist, Dohyeon slowly moved his hips. And in that moment, Yijae smashed the object in his hand over Dohyeon’s head.

“Ugh!”

His reddened eyes widened, and Dohyeon’s massive body collapsed limply on top of Yijae.

Soon after, Dohyeon fell powerlessly to the floor beside the bed. Dark red blood flowed from his head, which was lying face down and motionless as if dead, staining the floor.

‘Blood… b-blood, blood…….’

Only then did Yijae realize what he had done and covered his mouth.

‘I killed a person. Heuk, I, a person…….’

Scrambling to his feet, he pulled up the clothes that had fallen to his ankles and rushed out of the house.

It seemed as if he couldn’t hear anything in the downpour that had started at some point, like a torrential rain.

“Heueu. Heuk.”

Rushing into the street with torn clothes and bare feet, Yijae ran without a destination, just trying to get far away from the mansion.

His feet were cut by sharp objects, and blood dripped from his hand where glass shards were embedded. The blood, as if washed away by the rainwater, dripped down his body and flowed onto the ground with his movements.

How long had he run like that? Honk, a car horn blared, and a bright light poured over his body.

“Seo Yijae!”

Jaeha, who got out of the stopped car, ran towards Yijae, who was standing precariously.

“Yijae!”

“Heuk……”

As soon as he saw Jaeha, the strength left Yijae’s legs and he collapsed to the ground. Jaeha caught him and gritted his teeth as he saw his disheveled state.

After receiving the call from Gu Dohyeon, hearing Yijae’s name from his lips, and the sound of his suppressed groans, Jaeha had headed straight here.

“I, d-don’t want to, heu, I, d-don’t want to, ah. Aheu……”

“It’s okay, Yijae, everything’s okay.”

“D-don’t want to. Heuk, don’t want to, I’m scared……”

Speaking in broken phrases as if in a panic attack, he couldn’t control his breathing and shed tears with a tormented face.

“I’m here now. Look at me. Huh? Yijae, please……”

Jaeha held Yijae’s cheeks, who seemed on the verge of losing consciousness, and tried to calm him down. With every breath Yijae took, the sweet scent of his pheromones could be felt. Jaeha grimaced at the instinctual desire, bit the inside of his cheek, and suppressed it.

“Heu, eu……?”

“Do you recognize me?”

Jaeha asked urgently as his focus faintly returned. Staring at the person in front of him with trembling eyes as if he would break, Yijae pushed Jaeha’s shoulder away.

“N-no. Heuk, don’t come… heueu, don’t come.”

Jaeha couldn’t bring himself to hold Yijae forcibly at his reaction, pushing him away as if trying to escape. He knew very well what Yijae had almost been through just a moment ago. Gu Dohyeon, an alpha blinded by the effects of the heat cycle, must have been trying to commit such an act.

“Ugh.”

Turning his body, Yijae crawled on the asphalt on his knees. His delicate skin was pierced by sharp objects, his nails broke, and blood flowed out.

Unable to just stand by and watch, Jaeha bit his lip and lifted Yijae into his arms.

Inhaling deeply, Jaeha held the trembling, fragile body tightly and repeated only the words “I’m sorry” as he hurriedly put him in the car.

First, Yijae’s treatment was the priority. Besides, if they stayed here, someone might come looking for him.

Laying Yijae down in the passenger seat and fastening his seatbelt, Jaeha listened to the sobs escaping from his lips.

“Hieuk, c-can’t, meet. Heuk.”

Come to think of it, everything Yijae said to him was a negative. Not ‘I don’t want to’, but ‘I can’t’. Noticing that strange gap, Jaeha covered Yijae’s trembling body with his jacket and asked.

“Why can’t you? Yijae, why can’t you be with me?”

“Dohae will, k-kill, m-mom. Th-that’s why I, c-can’t……”

It was pitiful to see him curl up his body and cover his mouth with both hands.

“Wanna go, heuk, I, w-wanna go.”

Grabbing the face of Yijae, who was trying to sit up and run away to who knows where, Jaeha looked straight into his eyes.

“I told you I’d protect you. I’d help you. I promised I’d make it so you won’t be scared.”

It felt absolutely impossible. Jaeha couldn’t let Yijae go like this. He gently wiped the tear-soaked eyelashes with a careful hand and spoke to Yijae.

“Heueu……”

“Please just trust me once. Please…… Yijae……”