PA 27

“I won’t give up on you for any reason. So, Lee Yejun, you give up.”

Junhyuk unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants zipper with hasty hands. Then, he took out his massively swollen dark red cock. Junhyuk’s cock, as thick as a child’s arm, twitched grotesquely. Yejun shook his head vigorously and pushed Junhyuk away frantically.

Junhyuk felt a hot rage bubbling up from deep below his lower abdomen at the sight of Yejun rejecting him almost desperately. In that way, Junhyuk felt like something inside him was burning so intensely that it was boiling over. He could no longer tolerate the sight of Yejun resolutely refusing him.

Junhyuk pinned down Yejun’s body with extremely strong force, fixing him in place so he couldn’t move even an inch. Then, he aligned his precum-dripping, twitching cock precisely against Yejun’s hole and began to apply strong force to his waist. A painful groan escaped from Yejun’s mouth.

“Ahhh!”

There was no foreplay at all. There was no gel that had always been thoroughly prepared in the past. The violent and massive cock began to forcibly open Yejun’s narrow hole.

“Ahhhh!”

The pain that felt like it would tear between his legs was bearable. However, he was too worried about the shock that Junhyuk would deliver forward.

If Junhyuk found out about the fact that he had mixed bodies with his own father.

“Ah, no! Junhyuk, no!”

Junhyuk hugged Yejun so tightly that he could barely breathe, still not giving up, and then thrust his cock deep into the hole with a fierce thud.

“Aaack!”

Yejun screamed in tremendous pain. Junhyuk didn’t even give Yejun, who was trembling all over from the pain, a chance to refuse him. From that moment, Junhyuk began to fuck wildly at full speed without any consideration for Yejun at all. Yejun, caught in the onslaught of extreme pain, unconsciously clawed at Junhyuk’s back frantically.

“Junhyuk, ah… ah!”

Whatever. Whatever.

Junhyuk could not just let Yejun leave his side.

“I love you. So don’t leave.”

Junhyuk madly chewed on Yejun’s slender white nape, the soft chest above it, and the delicate nipples. The delicate flesh of Yejun that he persistently chewed on could not have been sweeter.

“Ah… ah.”

The tears streaming down endlessly showed no sign of stopping. Yet, Junhyuk could not stop his rush toward Yejun just like that. In that way, Yejun’s snow-white body began to fill with mottled red bruises.

“Ahhhh….”

Junhyuk relentlessly pounded the tight hole that was firmly refusing his cock and trying to expel it.

“Relax! Or you’ll get hurt!”

“Ah… aah!”

While Junhyuk was fucking so wildly and roughly like that, dark red blood began to flow from between Yejun’s legs. But Junhyuk, who was covering Yejun’s lips with his own and sucking on his tongue like a whirlwind, did not even notice it and added more intensity to his fierce thrusting.

Yejun was now in so much pain that he couldn’t even scream anymore. As he mustered strength throughout his body to endure Junhyuk’s movements, his mind kept growing faint from the endless thudding impacts that showed no sign of ending. In that way, Yejun had no choice but to lie helplessly under Junhyuk’s body and be shaken. In that way, Yejun’s consciousness drifted far away, unable to endure the pain.

Ah… I have to go there. Only then will our father and the members be safe….

Tears that had flowed from the corners of Yejun’s eyes trickled down his temples and onto the floor.

“Yejun… Yejun….”

Junhyuk suddenly pulled the unconscious Yejun into his arms and somehow held back the tears that were about to pour out. Then, he buried his face in Yejun’s nape and took a deep breath of his flesh scent. Feeling the soft texture of Yejun’s skin touching his hand and his fragrant flesh scent, Junhyuk fell asleep as if fainting, drifting off slowly.

How much time had passed? Yejun’s cell phone vibrated briefly. Yejun let out a short groan and reached out his hand toward the cell phone.

[Why aren’t you coming?]

It hurt so much that he couldn’t even sit up. But he had to go there.

[Mirae Hotel Room 3201]

The place where Sanghyeon had called him.

Yejun barely managed to push away Junhyuk’s body, which had fallen asleep as if fainting, and then carefully passed by to the side. Yejun, who had thrown on whatever clothes he could find, pulled his hat down low and cautiously opened the front door to leave the house.

He really might kill everyone.

Even in the pain that felt like his entire body was breaking apart, Yejun caught a taxi. Even when great pain came surging in to make groans escape on their own, he had to endure it.

Yejun prayed and prayed again that today would pass safely.

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Junhyuk opened his eyes slowly after Yejun left the room. Then, he squeezed his eyes shut at the bloodstains on his lower body. He clenched his teeth and stayed still for a long while. After tidying his clothes and standing up, he slowly went out of the house.

“We’re following.”

The bodyguards felt chills run down their spines at Junhyuk’s chillingly cold appearance and could no longer say anything. They quietly moved to open the car door so that Junhyuk could get in.

“Give me the Serious activity schedule again, Manager Park.”

“Yes, here it is.”

The security manager handed an envelope containing documents to Junhyuk. Junhyuk took out a few sheets of paper from the envelope and scanned them carefully. The documents were neatly organized to compare the existing activities and recent activities at a glance.

“Ha….”

Junhyuk, who had been looking at it, let out a long sigh as if it was absurd. Then, he tapped the door handle with his index finger and fell into thought.

Sponsor.

After looking at the schedule that was starkly different from before, Junhyuk could only come to this conclusion. Having reached the conclusion that Serious was receiving sponsorship from someone, Junhyuk soon shook his head left and right. Then, he prayed in his heart again and again that it wasn’t what he thought. The tips of Junhyuk’s fingers holding the few sheets of paper trembled faintly.

“Um….”

Manager Park cautiously brought up a topic to Junhyuk.

“Speak.”

“It’s said that Yejun went into the Mirae Hotel.”

Junhyuk’s chest ached dully.

“Check when he comes out of there and where he goes.”

“Understood.”

Junhyuk bit his lower lip for a moment and said nothing. At that moment, a stinging pain was felt from the wounded lower lip, and that pain brought to mind the intense affair with Yejun just moments ago. In this absurd situation, Junhyuk couldn’t even let out a hollow laugh.

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Yejun barely mustered strength in his trembling legs and looked up at the elevator number panel. As soon as he arrived at the hotel, the bodyguards surrounded him without any gaps, as he didn’t even have the strength to run away. The VIP-exclusive elevator that Yejun boarded arrived at the destination without stopping even once in the middle.

Yejun, who was almost pushed on the back into the room, stood at the entrance for a long while without moving even an inch. His mind was a chaotic mess, and his body hurt as if it had been beaten with a blunt instrument.

“Come in.”

Sanghyeon, who could no longer wait and was sitting on the sofa placed in the middle of the wide living room of the suite room, urged Yejun. Yejun led his trembling body into the living room.

“…What is it?”

Sanghyeon, who had been leaning back deeply into the sofa, was startled by Yejun’s disheveled appearance and untangled his crossed legs. Yejun approached in front of Sanghyeon, knelt down, and collapsed onto the floor. With his head bowed, thick teardrops were falling from Yejun’s eyes, and his nape was filled with red bruises. Sanghyeon stood up from his seat, looked down imposingly at Yejun’s messed-up body, and spat out a cold voice.

“Who the fuck is it?”

“It’s, it’s all my fault. It’s all because I’m dirty. So….”

Yejun suddenly started begging Sanghyeon, saying it was all his own fault. Sanghyeon’s insides twisted, and rage boiled up. Sanghyeon placed one knee on the floor and aligned his gaze with Yejun’s eye level.

“Lift your head.”

Yejun slowly raised his head. Sanghyeon’s chillingly cold figure was reflected in Yejun’s brown pupils.

“Ch-Chairman.”

“Who the fuck is it?”

“It’s, it’s all my fault… Please just let it go this once. Please….”

Sanghyeon was dumbfounded at the sight of Yejun desperately pleading with him while crying. He grabbed Yejun’s both shoulders and threw him onto the sofa.

“Aaack!”

Yejun screamed at the impact that momentarily struck his aching body. Sanghyeon began to strip off the clothes of Yejun, who was groaning and unable to regain his senses.

“Ah… ah! Chairman.”

Thanks to someone persistently chewing on Yejun’s body, his entire body was blotchy with red bruises. Moreover, there were dark red bloodstains between Yejun’s legs. At that moment, a hot fever rose, and strength drained from his entire body. At the sight of him unable to control his body at all or even stand up, Sanghyeon picked up Yejun and went into the bedroom.

“Lie down for now.”

“Chairman… please.”

Sanghyeon laid Yejun on the bed without a word and covered him with the blanket. Then, he picked up his cell phone and called somewhere.

“Call Doctor Park, and have the security manager come in.”

From then on, Yejun’s fever began to burn fiercely, and his mind grew hazy.

“Please… no matter what happens, forgive that person. I, it’s all me…”

“Whether I forgive or not is for me to decide.”

Sanghyeon let out a scoffing laugh in disbelief at the sight of Yejun trying to protect someone even in his delirious state. However, rage bubbling up from deep below his lower abdomen made a murderous glint appear in Sanghyeon’s eyes.

It was then. Someone knocked from outside the bedroom.

“Chairman.”

“Come in.”

As soon as Sanghyeon’s permission fell, the security manager cautiously opened the door and entered the bedroom.

“Doctor Park is scheduled to arrive within thirty minutes.”

Sanghyeon nodded and silently looked at the security manager, waiting for his words. The security manager hesitated for a moment with a groan and then cautiously brought up the story.

“Mr. Lee Yejun finished his performance at the Sail duty-free opening ceremony and went to his main home in Cheonho-dong. Shortly after, some bodyguards surrounded the place, and finally, a certain person entered the house.”

Sanghyeon let out a long sigh and looked at Yejun, then placed his hand on his forehead. It seemed like the fever was quite high. Meanwhile, the groaning Yejun seemed so delirious that he couldn’t give any answer to his question. In that way, he couldn’t make any defense or excuse, only letting out shallow moans.

“So who the fuck is that bastard?”

“Th-that is….”

Sanghyeon glared at the security manager with chillingly cold eyes. Under Sanghyeon’s murderous gaze, the security manager, who had hesitated for a moment, finally spoke with difficulty.

“…It is Young Master Junhyuk.”

Sanghyeon stared piercingly at the security manager without moving for a moment. The security manager showed Sanghyeon a video capturing Junhyuk’s appearance before entering the house. In it was recorded Junhyuk’s desperate figure earnestly searching for Yejun.