Chapter 2:

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(t/w: graphic content, sexual abuse, domestic violence)

Two days after the incident, I was finally set free from that prison that I was trapped in. Of course, I was greeted and welcomed by Alex's "loving" arms. I was the first one that Alex truly kept beside him and truly "cared for" for many years. Oh, how I wished that I wasn't the first one who got locked up.

"Did you learn from your mistake, my Darling?"
"... Yes."
"Look at me, pretty face."

Alex said as I lifted my head up, looking at him in the eye as tears started to form and fall down once again. Just like the usual, Alex wiped my tears away with both of his thumbs before giving me a long kiss on my lips. I just wanted to escape from all of this as he technically killed a twelve-year-old boy who didn't even know what the fuck was actually going on around him. Sungchan never deserved any of the things Alex did to him and I could've something better than cry in front of his dead body.

"My Darling, I think you need to at least bathe..."
"... Oh? Oh, really? I'm very sorry-"
"Yes but don't apologize for that... Little boys like you get dirty most of the time but I believe that it's adorable"."

He said with a comforting tone that made me want to believe that he was a person who actually loved me.

"Don't worry, my little boy, I will help you as always."

He said before leading me into his bathroom, carefully taking off my shirt. He later made his way to pull down my pants and my undergarments as he flashed me a smile before carrying me as he placed me into the tub filled with bubbles. He always did this whenever I felt remorseful of whatever the fuck I did to him but I just didn't know why I was brought into that basement for some reason. Alex knew that I trusted him since I was a small kid and he used all of his power because he had my trust. He used me like he was a scientist and I was the roaming lab rat in its glass cubicle.

I was betrayed and I've only realized that fact eight years after Alex pretended to be a father and just turned everything upside down.

"For eighteen years, you've only made one mistake that's bad enough to put you into the basement... You should proud of that, my little Taeyongie."
"... Why should I be proud of that?"
"Because you are my loyal little pet... Don't worry though, I will forever be loyal to you too as long as you follow me and obey the things I say."

Alex was a liar and he will always continue to be one. After two years had passed, I turned into a twenty-year-old prostitute with a list full of clients. I knew that if I had enough money, I would be able to leave this country and go somewhere else where no one spoke English or my first language. I knew that I had to go and migrate to Korea from where I originally came from, according to what Alex told me.

But how do I even go back? Do I book a flight? Do I sneak out of a truck or what?

Simple, I needed a client that was vulnerable enough and also one who was living in Korea. To be honest, the clients from this industry were most likely abusive and manipulative. My arm had a large cut once because one of my clients was into playing knives and it was just so horrible that I knew I had to go and leave this hellhole that I've lived in for twenty fucking years.

No, I did not have access to the internet at all and I didn't even own a single cellphone. All of us in Alex's business had four mentors that we sometimes slept with for obviously, no fucking reason once again. Maybe my mornings were a bit "better" than the others because I lived with Alex who "took care" of me while the other beautiful and innocent boys and girls lived in the dorms. The dorms weren't even clean at all and they, the authorities, really expected them to look presentable when they can't even clean the dorm or feed them the right amount of food? It's disgusting.

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