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Touch of pain

Chapter 34

Touch of pain

"Oh, u are just jealous, Mark"

The words echoed in my head, I jumped running to the office.

I had to check.

I opened the video looking for the minute when I got and invoice from Chan.

I haven't seen Hyunjin reaction and I was watching it now.

He tilted his head, I saw the analysis went in his head as his features changed. He went dark and angry. His eyes went in blood colour and I haven't even noticed.

He knew it Chan and even saw us in the garden.

Was Hyunjin jealous?

I smacked the lips trying to get through the whole video again, he responded to the only thing and it was the moment with the message. That was his conversation with me.

He took me by the hand and it was the second time we communicated. He wanted attention.

I was glad I had something to start with. I closed laptop taking it with me as I drew home.

Han was cooking something that smelled incredible I saw him as Minho wrapped his hand around his waist and hummed some song for him, I left them be and slid into my room as I changed into something comfy.

This whole time I was so concerned at the damage that I completely forgot how good sex I had with him.

The shower helped me to deepen the memories and that was the only time he was really gently with me.

He gave me a chance to dominate.

I have never though about that.

POV Hyunjin

The pain on my stomach increased as the guard punched me harder in my abs, breaking the skin, I was on the floor flat looking up as I felt dizzy feeling inside, they pushed me to the wall and I just fell down throwing up the food I ate.

-Doc asked not to touch the face.

The other said.

-So pretty face, I wouldn't want to touch too.

They went over and over again.

The first grabbed me on the hair as I smiled in bloody smile.

-U would rather be a good boy and don't make out head sad again or I won't play nice next time.

The other just smirked as they threw me on my bed and I just laughed at the remark.

I got used to pain pretty fast it's nothing compared to the head pain and voices asking for a kill.

The night entered with dark thoughts together.

POV Felix

The morning went though me running to the office as I had several meetings I had to be on and official suite was on me, Minho payed the load for that one in dark blue with golden buttons. I went to the office throwing the papers from the contracts.

-I never want to do it again.

I shouted angrily as my assistant was hiding from my anger.

-I am sorry, sir. Next time I will go.

-Oh, gladly.

I said calming down a little.

-The patient is waiting fro u.

I wasn't rested from the stressful conversations as I just grabbed angrily the papers going to the other department.

I went earning some looks from the doctors and patients going to the room where Hyunjin was sitting.

I entered closing the doors, throwing papers on the table. I think he felt the mood at once tilting the head to read me.

I took the jacket off throwing it on the back of the chair. I opened the paper in irritation mode.

The camera was working.

I looked at him finally and he looks calm but different, he was sad. I felt it.

-Talk to me Hwang. Tell me the story form the very beginning.

I asked as I felt there was nothing coming from him. The silence was there indeed.

-Shit, why are u harming yourself?

I slammed the hand on the table as I felt the guards watching, I nodded and they left to their places behind the wall.

-Sorry.

I said as I stood up taking the tie and opening it. I threw in on the floor, opening the last buttons and I rolled the sleeves exposing more skin to breathe coldness as I was on fire.

Dealing with rich business dickheads was taking too much of my energy.

I sat on the corner of table as my head looked down, I was wrecked and I tried to bring myself back, I flew away as I drove away in my mind again to find the state.

It took several minutes as I was back as I met him standing in front of me. He was looking at my face, he was very close discovering the state.

I looked at him simply and calmly, he didn't bring up fear at me at all, I didn't learn my lesson at all. I watched him moving closer as he touched me on my hand. He was calculating the pulse I had. It was high for sure, the more I looked at him it was going down. His eyebrows went up, he wasn't sure why I was calming down. I stood up, brushing his hand as I touched, unintentionally, his stomach and he hissed.

I gasped, taking the fabrics of the shirt he had on lifting it up. The eyes went down as I saw the blue abs and belly. He was beaten up, a lot. I wasn't for the methods at all. I quarrelled with guards a lot but it seemed not to change.

I was feeling the pain he went through and completely forgotten the interview we should have had.

I touched his skin slightly as he didn't move just looked at me. I traced it up to his chest as it was all in bruises too. My eyes were trembling, I hated the every damage he had. I looked at him standing there as my eyes told him the whole story, not sure, if he got it.