By Zephyria 
“You’re just going to do it like that?”
“You crazy bastard, come over here so I can see you while I fuck you.”
None of them even thought to stop it; they just kept spouting that kind of filth. Jjangja giggled, sounding as if he were dying of laughter.
“Ah, no, I hate this.”
There was no one to help. Eun-myeong struggled violently, but he was already pinned beneath Blue Hair. His chest felt suffocated and tight, and his wrists were seized.
“Let go of me!”
Other guys stepped in and pinned down Eun-myeong’s ankles one by one as he thrashed about. Blue Hair roughly yanked up Eun-myeong’s t-shirt.
“Whoa, what’s with this sponsored brat? His skin is all chewed up.”
Blue Hair rubbed his lower body against Eun-myeong’s, sounding excited.
“That guy is a total pervert, despite being an old fogey.”
Jjangja spat on the floor with a ptoo!, saying just thinking about it pissed him off.
“Stop it!”
Blue Hair tried to force a kiss on Eun-myeong. When Eun-myeong struggled and jerked his head to the side, a stinging pain flared in his neck. The man was biting him.
“Ah, is this bastard really a Beta? His scent is fucking amazing. It’s making me rock hard.”
He then began rubbing his erection against Eun-myeong’s stomach, evoking a sense of nausea so strong it felt like he might vomit. No matter how hard he pushed, he couldn’t move back. Even though this guy was much smaller than President Kang, who used to overpower him, he didn’t know why he hated this so much more.
“Hey, open your mouth. Let me taste your spit.”
While Blue Hair was distracted, Eun-myeong reached out toward the table. His fingertips caught something. It felt cold to the touch; no matter how he looked at it, it was a liquor bottle.
Grabbing the neck of the bottle, he swung it up and slammed it down hard on the man’s head. A sharp crash tore through the air.
Shortly after, Blue Hair blankly wiped his forehead with his hand.
“…Blood.”
Two streaks of bright red blood trickled down through the hair that was as blue as an ion drink.
Blue Hair collapsed sideways with a thud. Blood splattered across the floor. A scream of “Kyaaa!” echoed through the house.
Jjangja immediately climbed on top of Blue Hair and started slapping his cheeks.
“Hey, hey, you fucking piece of shit! Wake up and give me my money back, hey, hey!”
Slap, slap! The sound of slapping repeatedly sliced through the air. The house quickly became a scene of chaos. Warning alarms blared in Eun-myeong’s head. I have to run. I have to get out of here, no matter what.
Putting strength into his trembling legs, Eun-myeong scrambled over the sofa. He stumbled, and his ankle nearly twisted, so he quickly braced himself with his palms on the floor to stand up.
He crossed the entryway and sprinted madly through the garden.
“Hic, ugh!”
Eun-myeong gasped for breath. The sounds coming from the house behind him sent shivers down his spine.
“Where did that brat go? Catch him!”
Half out of his mind, he kept running. Since he was barefoot, he tripped over stones and stepped on sharp objects, leaving scratches, but he didn’t care about any of that.
Eun-myeong pushed open the large brown gate and rushed outside.
He ran wildly down the street. It was already late at night, and the sashimi restaurant owner’s house was isolated in a remote area. It was a deserted street where no taxis passed. At this rate, he would be caught in no time.
To make matters worse, he had run out without his cell phone, which had been taken by the men. He didn’t know what to do.
Unable to find an answer, Eun-myeong ran aimlessly. His heart pounded. Panting and flailing his limbs, he pushed through the darkness without knowing where he was heading.
Then.
He saw a piercing yellow light approaching from the opposite direction. A car was coming, its headlights shining fiercely. Even in the dark, Eun-myeong could recognize that car.
It was the Boss’s car, as black as a crow with a long front nose.
Relief and joy surged up from within him like a reflux. Eun-myeong quickly stepped into the middle of the road, but the car showed no sign of stopping even after spotting him.
…Why?
Did he not come to pick me up?
The joy was short-lived, and fear engulfed him. If he stayed like this, he might be hit by the man’s car. That thought entered his mind, but Eun-myeong just watched blankly, like a deer in headlights.
Just as the front of the car was about to slam into Eun-myeong’s stomach, it screeched to a halt.
“Huh….”
Startled, Eun-myeong fell backward a beat too late. The headlights were so bright that he couldn’t see the man in the driver’s seat.
“Boss….”
As he began to sob, the driver’s side door clattered open. A large man approached Eun-myeong, framed by the gloomy headlights of the car.
“Boss.”
Overwhelmed by sorrow, tears burst forth. For today, he didn’t care if he looked like a complete idiot; he just wanted to cry his heart out. His heart was in such pain. He desperately needed a place to lean on, his mind and body reduced to tattered rags.
If the man would give him even a sliver of space, Eun-myeong felt confident he could fold himself up just to crawl into that gap.
Only after facing the man did Eun-myeong realize what he had been running toward, despite having nowhere else to go.
“You really don’t listen at all, do you.”
Eun-myeong had been running toward this man.
He had waited for this man to find him again. He had been searching for that hand that had rescued him from the pit. His subconscious had driven him to run.
He’s a bad person, so why… I know he’s a worse person than anyone else, so why on earth?
Eun-myeong faced emotions that threatened to swallow him like a tidal wave. No matter how foolish or stupid it was, to seek help from a person like this when his heart was lonely and hurting.
The man stepped in front of Eun-myeong and knelt on one knee.
“I have no use for someone who doesn’t listen.”
His expression was utterly devoid of emotion. He looked at Eun-myeong as if he were nothing more than a piece of gum stuck to the asphalt.
Am I being abandoned like this?
Eun-myeong felt his heart collapse. He thought he was already so devastated that there was nothing left to lose, but he had been mistaken. The wasteland could still sink further.
“No, ah, no….”
He quickly shook his head. He murmured that it wasn’t like that, his hair fluttering.
“I’ve been very patient with you, haven’t I, kid?”
Tap, tap. The man tapped Eun-myeong’s cheek with the back of his hand. A brief silence cut between the two like a blade.
Then, the man turned his back on Eun-myeong and returned to the driver’s seat.
He was leaving him. Startled, Eun-myeong followed him. The door closed with a thud, and Eun-myeong began pounding on the window. White palm prints smeared across the glass.
“Boss, there was a reason.”
He slammed against the glass, begging him to listen. The windows were darkly tinted, so he couldn’t see inside, but fortunately, the man hadn’t started the car.
Is he listening to me? His heart raced even faster.
“Actually, the sashimi restaurant owner has a son, and that bastard took his sister and…”
He didn’t know how many words he had been forced to keep bottled up in his chest. Belated regret rolled in like a snowball and crushed him.
If he had known it would be like this, he should have told the man sooner. That Jjangja had threatened him, and that’s why he had no choice but to be dragged around. That because of that, all his time was taken, and he might be even later in paying back the debt. It would have been better to tell the truth.
“He threatened to take the sister and report me to the police.”
Just as Eun-myeong was murmuring and trying to continue, the window slid down. He immediately locked eyes with the man. Eun-myeong looked down at him with damp eyes. The man’s lips twitched.
“You….”
Eun-myeong wondered what he was going to say, but the man’s piercing gaze landed on Eun-myeong’s neck.
“Baby’s neck got chewed on.”
Only then did Eun-myeong shiver and adjust his clothes. The collar was stretched out, exposing his shoulder. The marks where Blue Hair had bitten him remained.
“T-that’s…”
Eun-myeong hesitated in embarrassment.
Eun-myeong’s body already had many bite marks. All of them had been left by the man. Among them, only one from Blue Hair was mixed in, yet the man had managed to recognize it.
With a clatter, the driver’s door opened. As the man pushed himself out, a terrifying sense of intimidation immediately swept over Eun-myeong.
“Which one did it?”
He was asking which of the bastards inside had done it. Eun-myeong instinctively realized that he must not open his mouth here.
“Hup.”
As Eun-myeong covered his mouth with his palm, the man fully stepped out of the car. He gripped Eun-myeong’s cheek with a large hand and patted it soothingly.
“Hmm? Baby, you have to tell me so I know your heart is hurting.”
His voice was so soft that Eun-myeong almost fell for it, but the storm swirling in his eyes was clearly an excessive madness.
“Then can I assume all the bastards inside took a bite out of you?”
At the question of whether he could assume that, Eun-myeong’s lower lip trembled. Finally, Eun-myeong’s lips parted.
“B-Blue….”
He had only let out that one word, but the man immediately turned around. Eun-myeong could only watch the long shadow moving away from him.
Suddenly, a clattering sound came from the back of the car. It was then that Eun-myeong’s knees jerked. This familiar yet strange sound….
It was the sound of the trunk opening.
Was he going to lock him in the trunk again? Because he was bothering the man instead of thinking about paying back the debt.
Eun-myeong felt a sense of despair, but at the same time, he thought it was a relief. No matter how occasionally kind the man was to him, that was the man’s true nature. If the man locked him in the trunk again, he would be no different from the Director.
Eun-myeong recalled how he had acted like a good child in his youth, wanting to be loved by the Director.
He felt he could believe that he simply hadn’t grown at all, that he just missed human warmth too much, that he was just that deficient and stupid.
But then—clunk! The man slammed the trunk shut. When he reappeared before Eun-myeong, he was holding a sashimi knife.
Eun-myeong wondered if he was going to use it on him, but the man walked past him. His head was tilted slightly up, and terrifyingly, his sharp jawline was pointed toward Jjangja’s house.
“B-Boss….”
Asking where he was going, Eun-myeong quickly clung to his side. A scent, both familiar and strange, wafted from him.
Without realizing it, Eun-myeong opened his nose wide and inhaled the man’s scent deeply. At first, he wondered if there could be such a violent and vulgar scent, but surprisingly, smelling it now made him feel calm.
“Wait here.”
The man used strong force to push Eun-myeong away. Eun-myeong looked up at the man like a puppy that had lost its owner.
“Boss, what are you going to do?”
He acted restless and unsettled, as if he were on his first walk.
“This is your last warning. If you disobey me again, I’m throwing you away.”
His voice was utterly freezing. At the words “throwing you away,” Eun-myeong’s heart sank heavily.