UNTAMED DESIRES | SVT | JEONGCHEOL

2 - Fire

[Warning : This book as a whole contains triggering things. I'll not be providing warnings in each chapter, if someone is uncomfortable, it's better to drop right away☝🏻😔]
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"Prove it was just a twisted way of accepting my presence, Mr. Choi." Jeonghan assured, "You can't manipulate me."

"I bet I can." Seungcheol's smile became even more sinister, "I accepted your presence because I thought I would love to toy with you in my spare time."

"Another reminder Mr. Choi." Jeonghan nodded, "You can't make me feel endangered by using your dirty tricks, never."

"Oh I can." Seungcheol leaned slightly, "How about we make a little bet, Dr. Yoon?"

"What bet?" Jeonghan asked.

"If I succeed in manipulating you, in making you scared, you will leave and never come back." Seungcheol declared, "And if you don't get scared, I'll listen to you, your advices and your suggestions."

"There's no way you'll succeed in that, Mr. Choi." Jeonghan chuckled, "How about we focus on something that would actually work for you?"

"Then accept the damn bet." Seungcheol retorted.

"Alright, I accept it." Jeonghan nodded.

Seungcheol stood straight in front of him, "You asked for it. Let me show you what you're going to deal with."

He began to unbutton his shirt with his uncuffed hand. Before Jeonghan could process what he was upto, Seungcheol's bare torse was on display.

Jeonghan's eyes widened much more than they every could. His whole body shuddered as he stared at Seungcheol's bare skin.

Bruised and scarred.

There was no single space where there weren't purple or red bruises. The fresh and old scars were mixed in such a way that they couldn't be differentiated.

"Speechless?" Seungcheol asked nonchalantly as if it wasn't a big deal at all.

Jeonghan gulped visibly, "I- I've to report this."

"You WON'T." Seungcheol warned, leaning forward as he trapped Jeonghan between his arms and the chair, "Or you'll have to see much worse than this."

"What do you mean?" Jeonghan retorted his intense gaze.

"That's for you to find out, Dr. Yoon." Seungcheol whispered, "And once you do, you'll wish you never came across this case."

"Just- just tell me one thing." Jeonghan asked, "Did you do this to yourself?"

Seungcheol nodded slowly, "Indirectly. I'm too infuriating to not to get this treatment."

"Tell me." Jeonghan protested, "Who has done this to you? And why? I need to know!"

Seungcheol smirked at his restlessness, "I see your calm breaking Dr. Yoon and it wasn't even the trailer of what you'll have to see.

And worse, you won't be able to do shit, as you claim. The point where you'll think you're doing something good, you'll be rather fucking up even more.

This place, is hell. And you're welcome as you seem a bit too reluctant. Nothing could scare you huh? If this gave you goosebumps then be ready for things that will burn your skin."

Jeonghan looked up at him, "How can you say all this so casually? As if- as if it doesn't hurt you?"

"Aww." Seungcheol laughed lightly, "Are you worried for me? Does this horrify you, Dr. Yoon?"