"𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝?" He whispered in my ears with his husky voice as he pinned my hands against the wall.
He had nev...
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🎧Playlist:"Let the world burn" – Chris Grey (sped up)
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Heeseung
It's been 48 hours 7 minutes 21 seconds since I last saw Jieun. Fuck! This is why I was afraid of revealing the truth. . . . .
But no! I never ever regretted loving her. Loving Jieun was always worth it! . . . .
I stepped into the hidden room of my basement, which almost no one knows about. I was met with stern glares of Hyunwoo in the room. . . . .
My lips curved into a smirk, seeing him completely tied and wounded. Looks like they did take care of him as I told them to. . . . .
I approached to him, while I heard him cursing me with a low voice. "Good to see you like this, Hyunwoo." . . . .
"Fuck you!" He cursed out furiously, while I chuckled with a low voice. His blood boiled at the sight of it. He tried his best to untie his hands, only to fail afterwards. . . . .
"Nice try. But you ain't surviving anymore." I tossed the knife out of my pocket. He gulped in fear, seeing me sharpen it slowly. . . . .
"You made your own way to this hell, didn't you?" I slowly grazed the sharpened knife across his already bruised body. . . . .
He let out a low groan in pain, as I pushed the knife deeper into his flesh. This is what he deserved. . . . .
"You're a fucking menace." He cursed out, seeing red substance dripping off his skin. . . . .
"Yeah, so?" A wicked grin rested on my lips as I slid the knife from his neck to his chest, leaving him bloody and bruised. . . . .
He sobbed out in uncontrollable pain, his body started quivering. A satisfied smirk curved up my lips, as I kept my knife aside; taking the syringes filled with acid. . . . .
"Please, I BEG YOU!" He cried out, unable to carry more pain. But you asked for it, asshole! . . . .
I pushed the syringes through his flesh mercilessly as he begged for forgiveness. . . . .
"Now, do you feel what you made Jieungo through?" I took another syringe in my hand, as I thrust it into him, his flesh burning. . . . .
"I'm sorry, I..." He lets out a chocked sob. "Did you feel sorry for torturing her? Tell me, you fucking asshole!" . . . .
"I..." I took the knife on my hand and stabbed him right on his chest, making him shriek. The room was filled with the sounds of his dripping blood and his loud screams. . . . .
Tsk, as if any sound can go out of this room. . . . .
"Weren’t you a menace for torturing her too?" I whispered with a low voice, making him startled. . . . .
I enforced the steel material again, making it dig into his flesh. He gritted his teeth in unbearable pain, tears sliding down his cheeks. . . . .
I tilted his chin with the knife slowly, seeing him pant for oxygen. He barely breathed at that moment, his body filled with blood and bruises. . . . .
My mind pictured the moment when she opened up to me about her trauma. . . . .
"Had me tied up and used to beat me up whenever he could... He used to rape me." Her broken sobs and words filled my ears. . . . .
I'll make sure to get revenge for you, my princess. I truly mean it! . . . .
I tossed out the knife furiously, anger creeping over me. My eyes met with my assistant, Jung Min-ho. . . . .
"Make sure to burn him alive." I growled, my eyes darkened than usual. . . . .
"Consider it done, sir." He bowed down as I walked out from the room. . . . .
