Angel Smile 47 Scene 47

Yeo Ri zipped up her bag, and that was when she felt a gaze on her. Her body tensed. Her arms trembled as she gulped. 'Since when was he home?' Yeo Ri thought fearfully. She hadn't noticed any signs of someone entering the house other than herself, nor was there any signs of activity before she entered. He was like a spectre that had appeared out of thin air.

What bad timing!

It had been so long since she had seen that man that she had started to forget what happened. It felt as if it was forever ago that he... took advantage of her for the first time, but now, she was suddenly reminded of the horrors that she was subjected to previously.

It felt as if the heavens wanted to see her suffer. Of course, part of the fault could be attributed to her disobedience. Had she properly listened to Gun and didn't go home, much less alone, then she wouldn't have encountered this situation.

"...!" She could feel the familiar feeling of fear sinking in, weakening her limbs. Her legs collapsed under her as her head snapped towards the man.

Yeo Ri, now on the ground, attempted to crawl backwards, but the man reacted quickly.

He grabbed her by the hair, "where have you been, Yeo Ri-ah?" He said the words calmly but a dangerous and threatening aura flowed out from him.

"Ah—ahhhh!" She shrieked in pain. Her scalp felt as if they were getting pulled off.

"No, I know where you've been," he suddenly smiled. With one hand firmly holding onto Yeo Ri's hair as she struggled to break free, he used his free hand to take out his phone. "Let's see..." he mutters leisurely with a nonchalant expression. He tapped away on his phone, then showed a picture to Yeo Ri.

"N-no...!" Yeo Ri paled. She stopped struggling momentarily, staring at the picture with wide eyes.

It was a picture of Hyuk's hospital room. Hyuk's name and the room number was clearly visible next to the door. Although the angle from the door blocked most of the view inside the room, one could see a half-hidden figure lying down on the leftmost bed, his face turned away from the camera. But, Yeo Ri could recognise that figure anywhere.

How did he know where he was?

Intense fear and panic bubbled inside her. Yeo Ri wondered what might happen to Hyuk. He was still recovering and his body was at its weakest right now. If the man wanted to kill him, it would be a piece of cake.

No... the hospital was a public place. He wouldn't be able to touch him.

Noticing her gaze, Lee Do Joon smirked. "What, you don't think I can hurt him?" He asked, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.

Yeo Ri flinched at her thoughts being found out.

"So what if I get caught? I'll just have to spend a few years in prison. But think about it, Yeo Ri-ah. What do you think I might feel after getting out? What do you think I'll do? Hmm?"

He tugged her head roughly, "I promise you; you'll be the first thing I'd look for when I come out. And then, I'll f*ck your brains out. I'll f*ck and f*ck and f*ck you until you die." He smiled down her, whispering the despicable words as if they were sweet nothings. "And if anything, or anyone, dares to get in my way... I'll destroy them. Understand, Yeo Ri-ah?" He shook the phone in his hand as if to reiterate his point.

"No... no!" Yeo Ri pulled at his hand, trying to remove it from her hair. But it was all for naught. He was too strong. Where was her knife when she needed it?

"No! Dad, please! Stop! Have mercy!" She sobbed.

Ignoring her struggles, he dragged her out of the room. Yeo Ri kicked her legs and tried to pull herself away as he dragged her across the house and threw her into his room.

"My sweet Yeo Ri-ah, let's do this the easy way, shall we? I don't want to accidentally hurt your pretty face again, after all." He began unbuckling his belt, "I'll ask nicely. Strip. Or I'll tear your f*cking clothes off myself if I have to."

Yeo Ri trembled and inched away from the man. She looked around as if looking for an escape, but there was nothing that she could do.

"Now." He ordered. He was beginning to become impatient as he took off his pants that was restraining his growing member. He touched himself, his arousal increasing with every pa.s.sing second.

Yeo Ri hesitantly pulled her jacket off, but it seems like she was too slow for his taste. He kicked her weak legs, growling, "hurry up!"

Yeo Ri's breath hitched. With violently trembling hands, she fastened her pace. Tears stained her face as she was forced to take off her clothes. One by one, an item was taken off. The man had almost ripped off her camisole from anger due to her slowness. Soon, she was down to her birthday suit.

Yeo Ri hugged herself, doing her best to cover her body.

"On your knees," the man ordered again. Yeo Ri heeded his instruction and immediately scrambled to kneel on her knees.

He roughly grabbed her hair again, making her look up at him. "Open your mouth."

Yeo Ri hesitantly opened her mouth, wondering just what he wanted to do to her.

Unsatisfied, the man pulled at her hair hard. "Wider!" He shouted. The girl was beginning to irritate him with her slow-wittedness.

Yeo Ri flinched and did as she was told. She opened her mouth as wide as she could.

"?!"

Without saying anything, he shoved his d*ck into her gaping mouth, holding the back of her head firmly so she wouldn't resist.

"Guhk—" Yeo Ri felt as if she was being choked.

"Don't you dare bite down," he warned.

"Nngh—! Nmgh—!" Yeo Ri's scream was m.u.f.fled. Once she realised what was happening, she panicked.

Her jaw was in pain as the man's rod made her mouth stretch more than it usually does. Yeo Ri reflexively clenched her jaw, her teeth piercing his sensitive genital.

He hissed in pain, pulling the girl's hair downwards so her head would tilt upwards. He glared at her, "I told you not to bite!" As punishment, he shoved his p*nis deep down her throat.

"Ungh—! Hk—!" Yeo Ri felt suffocated. She coughed and retched from the forced entry. She could feel bile threatening to come out as the man triggered her gag reflex. Then, he made it worse by swinging his hips. He thrusted in and out of her tiny mouth, enjoying the feeling of her tightness.

Yeo Ri tried to push him off, but he held her head close with both hands. He made sure that his whole thing fitted inside her mouth with every thrust.

"Ghk—" Yeo Ri gagged. She tried to swallow her vomit but it seemed like the action caused the man to feel pleasure instead.

Yeo Ri held back her disgust. She hated the taste and smell that was lingering in her oral cavity. She wanted him to take it out but her words were m.u.f.fled by the nasty stick.

With one last deep thrust, he came inside her mouth.