“Anyway, what you were selling to that son of a bitch, you’re selling to me too, so it’s not really unfair, right? Or should I give you an advance?”
Looking at Hwi-gyeom’s pupils trembling in fear, tremendous satisfaction filled him. Mu-jin took out several checks from his wallet and stuffed them into Hwi-gyeom’s jacket pocket.
How pitiful that face feeling humiliation and shedding tears. His cock dripped with excitement fluid.
Mu-jin pushed Hwi-gyeom down and pulled only his buttocks back. The curve of his slender waist and buttocks was fantastic. With a body like this, if he debuted as a porn actor, he’d rake in money.
Though he wasn’t a director, several scenarios for porn movies with Hwi-gyeom as the protagonist flashed through his mind. Right now, he had to film the movie of being assaulted in a restroom first.
Mu-jin, who grinned lewdly, pulled Hwi-gyeom’s pants and underwear down below his thighs. He deliberately didn’t undo the garter belt. Then the black lace fabric contrasted with the white skin, creating an amazing sight.
“Wow, fuck. Your hole is pink too? I expected it seeing your white cock.”
When he forcefully spread the buttock flesh filling both hands, the gaping pink entrance was revealed. Usually guys with white skin also had light-colored holes, but it was the first time seeing such a pretty color. His face, his body—his taste to the point of getting goosebumps on his arms.
“Ptooey.”
Mu-jin spat thick saliva on Hwi-gyeom’s hole. Though he had condoms in his wallet, he had no intention of using them. For a hole like this, penetrating with raw cock was courtesy.
Though he’d become hole brothers-in-law with Seo-jin, rather, his excitement boiled up even more. It was when he stroked his already erect member up and down with one hand and brought it to the hole.
CRASH!
A tremendous sound came from the closed door. Both Hwi-gyeom and Mu-jin froze. Mu-jin hugged Hwi-gyeom and pressed his lips to his ear.
“If you make a sound, I’ll kill you. Shut your mouth.”
At the threatening voice, Hwi-gyeom trembled finely at the shoulders. His heart was beating as fast as if it would burst. At the stimulating situation, his member kept trying to stand, so he desperately thought sad thoughts. Fortunately, when he recalled the painful moments before death, his cock quickly wilted.
“Open the door.”
However, despite Mu-jin’s efforts, the person outside the door seemed already certain that two people were inside. At Seo-jin’s voice so low it was chilling, Hwi-gyeom squeezed his eyes shut.
Ah, I love this so much.
What a situation, to be caught being ravaged by his older brother. How thrilling. Knowing that Seo-jin’s possessiveness was tremendous made him look forward to it even more.
He’d told Seo-jin he was going to the restroom. He’d expected he would come looking for him if he didn’t return even after time passed, but when it actually happened, his heart pounded wildly.
“……Fuck.”
Unlike Hwi-gyeom trembling with joy, Mu-jin was tense enough for his back to be soaked with cold sweat. He hurriedly pulled up his waistband. It was when he was racking his brain to somehow salvage this situation.
CRASH! BANG! BANG!
Sounds loud enough to shake the entire restroom burst out in succession. A creaking sound came from the hinges that couldn’t withstand the impact. Looking at the door about to open, Mu-jin shouted in fear.
“Wa-wait! I’ll open the door, so stop kicking!”
It wasn’t only Mu-jin’s nose that had been hit by Seo-jin. His arm had also been broken once, and once he’d gone to just before internal organ rupture. Though he was three years older, he’d never once beaten Seo-jin.
There was no place to escape either. Mu-jin, rolling his eyeballs, dragged the sprawled Hwi-gyeom in front of him. He planned to use Hwi-gyeom as a shield if necessary.
Mu-jin extended his trembling arm and unlocked the latch. The door opened and his eyes met with Seo-jin’s, who was making a terrifying expression.
Fuck, I’m screwed.
It seemed Seo-jin felt more attachment to Hwi-gyeom than expected. Though he was just a toy, among all the angry faces of Seo-jin that Mu-jin had seen so far, now was the scariest.
Cool pupils scanned Hwi-gyeom from head to toe. Mu-jin thought “oh no.” He’d only adjusted his own clothes, but Hwi-gyeom’s underwear and pants were still hanging on his thighs.
Moreover, his hands were tied behind his back, his mouth was gagged, his face was covered in tears. Mu-jin’s mind turned white because anyone could see it was the appearance of being raped.
“Hey, so what happened was, you see. I met this bastard in the restroom and he said to me. Asked if I’d consider sponsoring him. So I said no at first. It’s not just anyone, but the kid you’re playing with. Then the kid started taking off his clothes and……”
Mu-jin, who had been rambling excuses as they came to mind, closed his mouth after seeing Seo-jin laughing through his nose. Seo-jin’s eyes, only pulling up the corners of his mouth to smile, were insane. Seeing pupils that couldn’t focus properly, he truly thought he might die right here.
Ah, Dad……
He desperately thought of his father who wasn’t here. The only person who could stop Seo-jin in this state.
And that was his last thought.
***
Thud, thud, thud!
At the sound heard from the side, Hwi-gyeom blinked his hazy eyes. The blood droplets splattered on Seo-jin’s cheek were brutal. He bit his lips because he felt like a hiccup would burst out.
He was now vividly realizing that what Seo-jin had done to him so far had really just been at the level of play.
Every time he struck the already unconscious Mu-jin’s face with his fist while gripping him with one hand, a tremendous sound rang out. Several blood-soaked teeth were already rolling on the floor.
In just a short time, Mu-jin’s face had swollen grotesquely. The face stained red and blue was so horrific that it made one think he might die if left like that.
Seo-jin’s eyes were already not in their right mind. Even when his focus drifted, it contracted violently when looking at Mu-jin. The bloodshot whites and the black pupils that had narrowed extremely and glistened like a beast’s were frightening enough to haunt one’s dreams.
Gulp. Hwi-gyeom swallowed his dry saliva and racked his brain, thinking Seo-jin’s rage seemed greater than expected. He felt a sense of crisis that if he was dragged to the room like this, he would end up in a similar state to Mu-jin. He liked sadistic sex, but he didn’t like being beaten one-sidedly.
Hwi-gyeom’s hands were still tied behind his back. It was torture having to sit on the floor in an uncomfortable position and be forced to watch Seo-jin beat Mu-jin to a pulp.
Right. Let’s pretend to faint.
“Ugh…”
Hwi-gyeom let out a groan and collapsed to the floor. Acting like he’d lost consciousness was easy. He was already having chills from sweating so much.
No matter how clean it was, a bathroom was still a bathroom. The floor was too cold. Since he wasn’t wearing his pants properly, the tiles touched his bare skin and his flesh felt freezing.
His body was struggling, but he also didn’t want to see Seo-jin actually kill Mu-jin. Rather than feeling sorry for Mu-jin, he just didn’t want to become a witness to a murder scene.
Mu-jin wasn’t an ordinary person either, and the fact that he was Seo-jin’s brother meant he was also a chaebol family member, so if he died here, wouldn’t there be a high possibility that sparks would fly to Hwi-gyeom too?
A love quarrel between chaebol brothers over an unknown actor. What a sensational headline that would be. And if that actor was male? He could hear the sound of his life ending before it even began.
Fortunately, pretending to collapse seemed to work as the brutal friction sounds stopped abruptly. Thud. Something fell to the floor. Judging by the faint groaning, it seemed Seo-jin had finally let go of Mu-jin.
His body trembled reflexively at the sound of approaching footsteps. Between Seo-jin’s scent was a thick smell of blood. Hwi-gyeom lengthened his breathing like someone who had truly fainted so as not to be caught acting.
The cord that had been strangling his wrists was released. He almost made a tearful face as his hands began to circulate blood and tingled. Then cool hands buttoned his shirt and put his pants on him too.
His body was lifted upward. Held in familiar arms, Hwi-gyeom secretly let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to open his eyes even a slit to check what state Mu-jin was in, but he held back. He didn’t want to take risks with Seo-jin.
He’d thought Ha-seok was the scariest guy, but Seo-jin was no pushover either. It wasn’t that Mu-jin’s strength was weak. Hwi-gyeom had felt an overwhelming difference in power when struggling with Mu-jin. Yet that Mu-jin was no match for Seo-jin at all.
The sound of the bathroom door opening came. Then someone rushed over urgently.
“D-Director-nim.”
It’s Secretary Seong. Just from the voice, one could tell Secretary Seong was quite shocked. Probably because of Seo-jin’s state. Not only would there be blood splattered on his face, but his hands would also be covered in blood.
“Clean up the aftermath. Be careful not to let word get out.”
“Who’s inside?”
“Kang Mu-jin.”
The sound of Secretary Seong taking a big breath came.
“…Understood. Where will you be going, Director-nim? Shall I prepare the car?”
“No. There’s a room booked upstairs. Key.”
