SADISM

6.2

“I’m just worried, if he runs away or someone comes to the apartment.” Hanseo wonders if old friends or colleagues come by. “I’ve managed to get in conversation with all of his people. I’ve made him talk to his old friends and colleagues and with my supervision, he told them he was moving to the United States.” “And that worked out?” Hanseo asks. “If it didn’t, he wouldn’t be alive today.” Vincenzo doesn’t miss a beat. Hanseo chews on his cheeks inside. He doesn’t know how to feel about the idea of Hanseok being
dead. His newfound affections are really hitting him hard these days. Even the mention of
Vincenzo saying that doesn’t sit right with him. When Hwang Minsung walks out of the hallway. He catches Hanseo’s glare first. Minsung is flushed in the face and looks timid. He looks forth between three sitting on the breakfast table and
asks, “Should I,” Vincenzo cuts him off, turns to Minsung and smiles, “I’ll see you tomorrow, alright?” Minsung nods and looks between everyone and bows. It’s not the answer he is looking for, but he hums an ‘okay’ and walks out the doorway without a second glance. Hanseo wants to know more about the relationship between Vincenzo and Minsung, but he doesn’t
want to pry. He looks at Vincenzo, but the man is already looking at him knowingly. “It’s just fun.” Vincenzo winks. Hanseo laughs nervously. “Oh, It’s none of my business.” “So,” Cha Young breaks them up, “What are you doing with Hanseok?” She puts a fork in her
mouth and chews heartily.
Hanseo freezes and looks at her. Both her and Vincenzo are looking at him intently.
Is that why they invited him over? “I... ah,” Hanseo starts, “I’m getting around to it.” “Getting around to torturing him?” Vincenzo asks, “At the hospital you would talk non top about
stomping his head on the ground.” Hanseo ponders, because if he goes around stomping Hanseok’s head, he won’t be able to see him
that often. Still, he can’t say that to the two in front of him. “And I will...” Will he? Hanseo says.
He has been getting other ideas as of late. “All I’ve seen you do is, choke him, and flog him!” Vincenzo says sharply. Cha Young covers her mouth as she tries not to laugh. “What?” Hanseo blushes, “Why, how do you know?” “I saw the video.” Cha Young says, raising both her eyebrows, “I didn’t know by torture you meant some kinky stuff like bdsm.” “It was supposed to be a punishment,” Hanseo chokes at the idea of them watching him.“Be you.” Cha Young says. “He is yours anyway.”
“Is that what you want?” Vincenzo asks, scraping the fork on his plate. He looks at Hanseo
intently; there is no judgmental look on his face. “Want what?” Hanseo asks, confused.
“BDSM,” Cha Young winks.
The younger man’s mouth falls open. “If that’s what you want, you need to tell me.” Vincenzo pushes him, “You asked me to show you what I did with him, and how to torture him. You wanted to break him yourself.”
“Okay,” Hanseo doesn’t understand. “I’ll be taking him to the warehouse.” Hanseo doesn’t understand, “What warehouse?”
Vincenzo clears his throat. “Before I bought him to the apartment, I had him in the warehouse for about six months. That’s where I got to discipline him.” He continues. “I’m having the warehouse cleaned, so I can move him, but if you want to keep him in the apartment and change your plans-” “I don’t want to change anything.” Hanseo says quickly. In denial of his true intentions, and what he has always wanted. He is too embarrassed and overwhelmed to admit anything. “Okay,” Vincenzo shrugs, “So, I’ll go ahead with the plans.” Hanseo’s heart beats with the pressure. He is curious to see the warehouse, but he doesn’t want to take Hanseok there yet. He isn’t sure about anything. “But not now, maybe next month.” “Okay, next month.” Vincenzo agrees, “Take your time. Do what you think will be good for yourself.” “Yeah,” Cha Young nods, “Not everyone can torture the way Vinny can.” She gives him a sardonic look, “It’s his worst trait.” Hanseo laughs, it’s fake with all teeth. He can definitely torture who he wants, it’s just for now, he wants Hanseok in the apartment to himself. “Did you guys have a fight last night?” Vincenzo puts his utensils down, “I know you visited him last night.” Hanseo doesn’t like the fact he is being watched, he looks at Vincenzo sternly and says, “Just a little bout. Nothing I couldn’t take care of.” Cha Young sucks in her cheeks, serious, “So, you can take care of him now?” Vincenzo adds to the question, “Are you capable of holding him off? Does he fight back?” “Yeah, I can take care of him. He is frail.” Hanseo remembers the small fight Hanseok put up but lost in ten seconds, “He is still a brat, but I can take care of him.” “Sounds like he needs more discipline.” Vincenzo smirks, “I can-”
“I can take care of it myself.” Hanseo cuts him off, voice unnecessarily sharp. “He can’t really do much, and what he can, I can stop him.” “Yes, but you want him to be hundred percent obedient.” The mafia boss looks at Cha Young, “I don’t’ think fighting or talking back to you is considered obedient behavior.”
Honestly, Hanseo doesn’t want a void sheep incapable of raw emotions. He likes Hanseok the way he is now. Weak with a fighting spirit. He would love to hold that body down someday and show him who the real boss was. “I can do it without torturing him.” Vincenzo blinks rapidly and looks at Hanseo with flurry, “What do you mean?” He asks after his initial confusion is gone. Hanseo gaps after realizing what he just said, “I mean,” he bites his lips, and looks down. He
doesn’t know why he is perturbed by the idea of telling both of them about his change of plans, but he feels like he owes them something. “Not now.”
Cha Young snaps her eyes down, and hums, “Well, I think you should do it whenever he becomes
too hostile. Not because you want to torture him for fun or anything.” She pouts her face to the side, “He is your brother after all.” “Brother that shot him,” Vincenzo adds, “And you.” He reminds. Cha Young takes a sip of her forgotten coffee, and hums again. “I guess you can continue to flog him until you realize what you want to do.” Vincenzo says,
sitting back and crossing his arms over his shoulders.
“Yes, or if you want, we can go shopping at the adult stores for more toys.” Cha Young smirks.
“Stop.” Vincenzo looks at her in disbelief, though he does look at Hanseo for a reaction. Hanseo
looks stumped. “No, thank you.” Hanseo raises his hands and waves, “I’m good.” “Hmmm,” Cha Young tilts her head and laughs, “Or use those fingers to claim him.” “Stop getting kinky.” Vincenzo gets up, picking up his dishes. She wiggles her fingers in the air, and laughs, “Hey, he is good looking. I’ll admit it even though he shot us. Right?” she looks at Hanseo. Hanseo doesn’t say anything. “Ignore her,” Vincenzo leaves to the kitchen. “She has nasty thoughts all the time.” “What?” She whines, “Didn’t you call him fuckable?” She blinks innocently at Vincenzo, “he was your first choice before Minsung.”
Hanseo’s heart stops. Shocked at the revelation. “What?” he asks, looking up at Vincenzo who is
coming back to the table with a coffee cup. Vincenzo looks at Cha Young disappointedly and shakes his head, “That’s before you said
anything about returning and taking revenge.”

The End