NTH 100

When Cheonsagang did not reply, Jin lifted his head and shouted desperately.

“I told you I’d do everything you tell me to do! If you tell me never to leave your house for the rest of my life, I’ll do it! I’ll live as if I’m dead! So, Chairman Cheon, please grant my wish, okay? I’m so worried about Jeha that I don’t want to eat or even breathe. Do you really want me to just die? Sob, hu-eong…”

Jin finally burst into tears like a child. Cheonsagang pulled his face closer and licked up his tears. His lower body stirred with anticipation for the replenishment of his energy. Laying Jin down on the bed just like that, Cheonsagang opened his mouth.

“I said I’d see how well your hole satisfies my cock. Don’t make me say it twice.”

“Sob…”

“Open your mouth.”

Jin contorted his face and forced his mouth open. Cheonsagang inserted his tongue in there while taking Jin’s penis in his hand. Whether it was because his health had deteriorated and affected his sexual function, or because the caressing hand was not that of the damn Kwon Jeha, Jin’s penis would not get hard.

“You should get hard and cum on your own when I touch you. What a pain in the ass, fuck.”

Who could get aroused hearing words like that? Jin turned his head to the side, short of breath, but Cheonsagang’s lips followed him relentlessly. It felt like a cold snake was crawling up his body.

Why is this man’s body so cold? People die if they get hypothermia, so why isn’t Chairman Cheon dying?

Where exactly did the lies begin? The part about capturing and locking up Jeha? The part about killing Jeha and dumping him in the sea?

Even if he had been suspicious of the claim that Jeha was being held captive, Jin would have followed Cheonsagang. Even if there was a 99% chance that Jeha was safe and only a 1% chance that he was truly captured by Cheonsagang, Jin had no choice but to give weight to that 1%. There was no guarantee that Cheonsagang would keep Jeha safe even if Jin listened to him, but there was also no certainty that he would leave Jeha’s limbs intact if Jin refused.

When Cheonsagang began to lick Jin’s penis stickily, Jin thought about where Cheonsagang usually kept his phone. He never brought his phone into the master bedroom. He always entered naked and locked the door with a giant padlock when he left.

Where does Cheonsagang sleep?

Jin, whose health was poor, would always pass out and sleep as if dead after being intensely ravaged by Cheonsagang. By the time he came to his senses, Cheonsagang would have already left the house.

He did not know the reason, but it did not seem likely that Cheonsagang, who was so obsessed with him as to use double and triple locks, would go sleep in another room. He would probably sleep in the same bed to keep an eye on Jin. If that was the case, the master bedroom door would be unlocked while Cheonsagang was sleeping.

If only he could use a phone.

Just for one minute, no, even thirty seconds.

To do that, Jin had to be awake when Cheonsagang was sound asleep. Could he endure it? No. It was not a matter of ‘can I endure it,’ but ‘I had to endure it.’ Tonight, he must not fall asleep.

After bringing Jin to a forced ejaculation by pleasuring his penis with his mouth, Cheonsagang swallowed every last drop of the semen. His complexion even brightened as if he was in a good mood. He had Jin turn over onto his stomach and then licked his hole gluttonously.

Jin gripped the bedsheet tightly and held on. He must not show any behavior that was even slightly different from usual. Acting submissive and letting Cheonsagang hold him pliantly was also forbidden. Cheonsagang was very suspicious. If he tried something and failed, Cheonsagang might really cut off his wrist or ankle.

After a while, Cheonsagang’s tongue, which had been busily fiddling with his lower parts, pulled away. Jin let out a ragged breath. The act of inserting, thrusting, and cumming should not be any different between Jeha and Cheonsagang, but how could the feeling be as different as heaven and earth?

As he thought about sex with Jeha, Jin’s penis twitched. Cheonsagang, who had his cock buried tightly in his hole, did not miss Jin’s small change. Since he could not see into his mind, he would mistake it as Jin’s body reacting to his movements. Cheonsagang’s thrusting grew more violent.

Soon, as if he had reached his peak, Cheonsagang’s body trembled as he hugged Jin’s back. As expected, he did not ejaculate. Was he even human? Do snakes not have semen?

Jin prayed to all the gods in the world that Cheonsagang would fall asleep right away. Forcing his fluttering eyes open, he let his body go limp and pretended to be exhausted. In fact, he truly had no energy.

How much time had passed? Cheonsagang’s breathing gradually became deeper and more even.

Jin, who was lying facing the wall, naturally turned over as if in his sleep and shook off Cheonsagang’s heavy arm. Even after that, he stayed still for a long time, as quiet as a mouse. His heart was pounding wildly. He was terribly afraid that Cheonsagang might wake up.

After confirming that Cheonsagang was not waking, Jin carefully got on his knees. He crawled backward on his knees like a four-legged animal. Soon, when his knees reached the edge of the bed, Jin lightly placed his feet on the floor and stood up. A wave of dizziness hit him, his head spun, and his vision went black. Fortunately, Cheonsagang was still asleep.

Jin even held his breath as he reached the door. When he pushed the handle down, the door made a clicking sound.

It was open.

Jin tiptoed out of the room. He did not close the door completely, thinking of when he would have to go back in. Jin, naked, headed for the living room. Not a single ray of light came in because of the blackout curtains. He closed and opened his eyes. And then he spotted a black phone lying on the arm of the sofa.

Jin picked up the phone. The device, reacting to the movement, lit up. The time was displayed on the default wallpaper, which had no picture.

AM 3:58

It was the dead of night. If he called at this hour, would he be able to pick up?

No, he definitely will. As long as nothing has happened to Jeha.

There was a reason Jin was so sure. The Jeha he remembered had incredibly sharp hearing. He was the Jeha who had heard Jin muttering to himself in the kitchen from his study and had come running immediately. There was no exception when he was sleeping either. If Jin rustled while sleeping together because he was thirsty, Jeha would wake up in a flash and get him water.

When asked how he could do that, Jeha had told him that his eyes and ears were naturally about twice as sharp as a normal person’s. He said he could also control it when he wanted to. But he added that he always kept them open inside the house to hear Jin’s voice.

He had said that no one knew that fact, not even Chief Jeong. He also said it would get tiring if he got a reputation as a psychic. Jeha had also told him that during health checkups, he would pretend not to see or hear at an appropriate point.

Hearing that, Jin had chuckled. If it became known that he had psychic powers on top of those looks, it was obvious that people from all over the world would be interested in him. Jin had promised to keep the secret to have his lover all to himself and to protect his peaceful life.

Therefore, there was no way Jeha, who would be waiting for Jin’s call at any time, would not answer the phone. As long as he had not really become food for deep-sea fish.

Jin carefully slid his finger across the phone screen.

Enter passcode

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Jin felt his breath catch in his throat. Why had he not even considered that there would be a passcode or a pattern?

Neither Jin nor Jeha put a passcode on their phones. When Jeha came home, he would toss his phone anywhere and not even look for it. When Jeha was working in his study, Jin would often sink into the armchair in the study that Jeha had provided for him and play with Jeha’s phone.

He would read the ardent messages sent by students and Jeha’s cold, dry replies to them, and browse through the contact list to see who was saved. When there was nothing left to see, he would even read the work-related messages exchanged between professors. The English messages from foreign acquaintances hurt his eyes just looking at them, so he did not even bother. Jeha would watch such a Jin and let out a chuckle.

Even Jeha, who was such a meticulous person, did not use a passcode, so he had never dreamed that Cheonsagang, who was practically a gangster, would have one. Six digits. Jin could not even begin to guess what six digits would be meaningful to Cheonsagang.

Jin knew almost nothing about Cheonsagang. Not his age, his birthday, his birthplace, his educational background, nor whether the name ‘Cheonsagang’ was his real name or an alias.

In the first place, he was not even sure if he was human. He much more often felt like some kind of snake demon transformed into a human. There was no way he could guess a six-digit passcode set by such a being on the first try.

However, it was difficult to see Cheonsagang as the type to use his brain in daily life. In a state of desperation, Jin touched the number buttons.

‘1 1 1 1 1 1’

「Disabled. Try again in 1 minute.」

It seemed he had underestimated Cheonsagang too much, no matter how he looked at it. Jin waited patiently for one minute. The one minute felt like an hour, as he was afraid Cheonsagang would fling the door open and come out. After a long minute had passed, Jin tried a six-digit number again.

‘4 4 4 4 4 4’

The ‘sa’ in snake, the ‘sa’ in death, the ‘sa’ in loan shark, the ‘sa’ in swindler [T/N: The Korean equivalent of the terms starts with the character ‘sa’ and 4 is pronounced as ‘sa’ as well]. There was no number that suited Cheonsagang better than 4. As he pressed the last button, Jin swallowed hard.

It unlocked.

The screen opened. Jin was so happy he almost screamed. But his joy was short-lived; a pop-up window that appeared on the screen made his heart drop.

「No SIM card installed」

Jin now knew a thing or two about smartphones. This meant that it was impossible to make calls or send messages with that phone.