A Part of Me [Completed] ✅

Chapter 19

AN: Do I give you guys too much smut? 😕 4 chapters and a handjob? Okay, I'm a stop with the smut scenes then......

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⚠ Triggering content ahead ⚠

Seokjin

The pain is unbearable. It's worse than the first time around. I wish someone would have told me it would be this way but who did I have anyway? My whole life has been a cesspool of pain and misery. I'm only 15 but I've born the burdens of someone four times my age.

"Get off your fucking lazy ass and clean up this pigsty! Suga will be here soon. And you know he doesn't like waiting!"

"Yes mama. I'm sorry. I was just resting due to the pain."

"I don't give a fuck about your pain! Stop your whining and get yourself ready."

"B-but mama.....I can't ..... I - I ...."

"Stop with your fucking mumbling Seokjin! God, you sicken me! Why was I ever cursed to have a whiny bitch like you for a son?! I don't give a fuck if you had an abortion or got hit by a fucking truck, you will please him. He is our meal ticket Seokjin. Without Suga, we would have been out on the street. Do you want to see your mother begging on the streets?!"

"No mama. I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

I hid my tears and winced in pain as I cleaned up the house. Half an hour later, the devil himself showed up. For someone as young as he was, Suga had a reputation that preceeeded himself. He was 25 but he exuded a devilish persona that even the hardiest of men would have avoided.

I was never clear on what he did for a living but I knew enough to fear him and respect that fear. I called him 'Master' and nothing else. I was not allowed. I was a worm to him. An significant worm in his life, whose only purpose for existing was to give his body pleasure.

"M-Master. Please come in." I winced in pain but I tried to keep a straight face.

I watched as he took off his leather jacket and made himself comfortable on our threadbare couch. I stood aside, hoping he wouldn't call on me for anything. Just my luck that he turned his attention toward me.

"Come here sweetcheeks. Come sit with Master."

I nodded meekly and went to sit next to him, the pain in my back causing me to wince uncomfortably as I sat down.

"Why are you flinching like that my little bitch?" He pulled me closer to him, squeezing my thin, spare body to his. "You sick? You look pale and you seem to have a fever. Hey Yumi! What's up with him today? You not taking care of my little amkae?"

"Oh no Suga! He's just feeling a little bit under the weather but he's fine. Nothing the matter with him at all," my mother replied from the kitchen.

I squirmed in my seat next to my violater. I could feel perspiration forming on my forehead and running slowly down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly with my sleeve, afraid that he might see it.

"Come sweetcheeks, I need to release some tension."

He got up and pulled me towards my room. I flinched badly but he didn't seem to notice as we made our way to my room. My mother gave me a stern look as we passed by her standing in the kitchen. I looked down, not daring to make eye contact with her again.