Desires Chapter 7.4 - Forgetful Game

“Yeongin-ah, please….”

Cha Woojin’s voice was trembling with urgency. Grasping his straight shoulders, the man begged for an answer. No, he pleaded.

Seeing Cha Woojin, my heart collapsed. It felt like my flesh and heart were being carved out with a knife. However, Song Yeongin knew that he must not break down here. If he were to crumble over something like this, he would not have sought out James Han himself and proposed a deal. This was akin to a resolution where he had gambled his life.

A calm and beautiful voice echoed coldly in the air.

“It’s not a kidnapping. I came to CEO Han myself because I wanted to. To escape from Mr. Cha Woojin.”

“…….”

“Please go back. I hope we never see each other again.”

“I thought you were just spouting nonsense about not marrying me because you were drunk.”

“…….”

“I thought you were deliberately spouting vulgarities because you wanted me to be so jealous I would lose my mind. But in the end, you… did you really have to do this to me?”

The flickering flames in his jet-black eyes were completely burned out, with not a trace left, and only desolate ashes fluttered.

“Did you really… spread your thighs for that bastard yourself, and beg him to let you escape from me?! Tell me…! Did you hate me that much?!!!”

To Cha Woojin, who was shouting, having lost his reason, Song Yeongin replied coldly with a pale face, calm as water.

“Yes…. Because that’s the only way to return everything to how it was.”

“…….”

“I can’t live by your side and commit suicide. Like my mother.”

The straight face, perfectly symmetrical without any error, was instantly distorted with misery. Cha Woojin could not continue his words, and Song Yeongin knew that no more words were needed between the two of them.

Song Yeongin ruthlessly shook off the hand of the man who was holding his shoulders. Cha Woojin’s long arm, which had no strength in it at all, was flung away. The large man’s body, his strong and broad shoulders, staggered powerlessly.

As Song Yeongin was about to turn away, James Han approached him without a sound. In front of Cha Woojin, James Han conspicuously grabbed the slender, trembling waist of Song Yeongin.

His hand went down without hesitation below the waist he had wrapped his arm around. In front of Cha Woojin, James Han stickily and obscenely kneaded Song Yeongin’s buttocks.

So surprised, Song Yeongin held his breath and flinched. James Han once again snatched Song Yeongin’s waist with a strong force. James Han pressed his fully erect member tightly against his body.

He urged him with his wicked eyes not to stop this act.

James Han’s hand dug deep and thick between his buttocks. His fingertips traced the outline over the pants, vulgarly teasing the private parts as if to make a point.

“Heueu, eut…!”

It was a thick sexual harassment that, to anyone watching, could only be shared between people who had slept together. Cha Woojin’s face, stained with anger, convulsed. He was collapsing tragically.

However, Song Yeongin did not refuse James Han’s touch. To use James Han, he had to be used by James Han as well. He must not step forward and ruin this act himself.

“Go inside and rest.”

James Han kissed Song Yeongin’s forehead, as if speaking to a lover, in a gentle tone for all to see. Song Yeongin pulled on James Han’s collar and whispered softly in his ear.

“Please don’t hurt that person. Please… I’m begging you.”

Cha Woojin stared intently as the red, thick lips held James Han and whispered in his ear. Song Yeongin’s action was like the secret whisper of a lover.

Cha Woojin stood there, watching the two of them, devastated, with a dumbfounded and넋-stricken face.

Cha Woojin, seized by fury, charged forward with eyes that had grown cold. Roaring like a madman, he lunged at James Han like a wild beast.

‘Thwack—!’

In the blink of an eye, James Han was mercilessly struck by Cha Woojin’s iron-like fist.

It was then. The sound of a warning shot, instantly striking the ear, echoed in the air.

“Han Joohyuk…! Shit, you son of a bitch…! What the hell did you do to that innocent kid?!”

Although the sniper fired a warning shot into the air, the four guards, watching James Han who did not give the order to fire even after being hit, immediately bound Cha Woojin’s limbs.

From a distance, Song Yeongin watched the bound Cha Woojin with vacant eyes, trembling as if his heart had been pierced by the gunshot.

Bright red blood trickled from the corner of Han Joohyuk’s burst lip. However, he was smiling a vile smile of victory. As if to say that with victory in his hands, taking one punch from a brat like you was nothing.

“Haha, innocent?!”

“…….”

“Cha Woojin. It’s not what you think…. Song Yeongin is clever. No, he’s very cunning.”

Cha Woojin, who was kicked roughly in the shin, was forced to his knees on the floor by the four large Russian men. To the bound Cha Woojin’s ear, James Han whispered like a devil.

“Innocent? No way. Under a man, he whimpered and cried like a she-cat….”

“Shut your mouth, you bastard! You damn… son of a bitch!”

Cha Woojin, bound by the four Russian mercenaries, went wild, insane with rage. James Han said with a smile to the enraged Cha Woojin.

“Director Cha, I don’t like sharing holes either. Song Yeongin has strictly become mine. Now, it’s time for Director Cha’s side to give up cleanly.”

“Shit! You fucking bastard…! I’ll tear your limbs apart and kill you…!”

“That bewitching thing came to me on its own and said it would become mine. It took off its clothes asking me to hold it, and begged me to hide it.”

“…….”

“Saying it desperately wanted to escape from you, Cha Woojin, even if it meant doing that… it cried and pleaded in my arms.”

Cha Woojin yelled like a madman at Song Yeongin, who was frozen nearby, trembling.

“Song Yeongin! You, stop this foolishness right now…!”

The guards beside him supported Song Yeongin, who was staggering, out of his mind. Cha Woojin pleaded with a distorted face.

“…Do I have to throw everything away?”

At Cha Woojin’s words, Song Yeongin stopped breathing deeply. On his pitiful face, looking as if he would faint, the tears hanging at the corners of his eyes fell pathetically.

“Yeongin-ah… if I throw everything away. Then will you, stop this idiotic act?!”

“…….”

Cha Woojin reached out his hand pathetically from where he was.

“Come here, quickly… I’ll do everything you ask, I’ll throw everything away, come back! …Come back!”

The time had come to return everything to how it was. That harsh time when he had vowed to embrace and endure any pain.

His vision blurred at Cha Woojin’s affectionate gesture, struggling to hold onto him. However, Song Yeongin, whose eyes were rimmed red and smeared with tears, bit his own lips so hard they bled.

Song Yeongin looked at Cha Woojin and answered coldly with his heartlessly cold eyes.

“No. Even if you throw everything away, I won’t go back.”

“…….”

“So, don’t give up anything because of me.”

Hot tears that had flowed down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes dripped, drip, drip, from the tip of Song Yeongin’s chin as he turned away ruthlessly. He walked, looking only ahead, fearing he would collapse with each step. From behind him, the voice of the man shouting miserably echoed. It was also like the sound of a beast, wailing and roaring.

It was the first time he had seen such a miserable and shabby Cha Woojin.

Don’t break down. You must not become weak. Rather, he hoped he would become stronger with hatred for him. He hoped that his affection for him, who had betrayed him, had been dirtied to the very bottom and fallen away.

I hope you forget someone like me as soon as possible….

I will return everything to how it was. I hoped you would be as you were at the beginning, dazzling like the blazing sun. You are the sun. A brilliant flame that burns without end. You are a person who can only live by having everything you desire.

So, you must never give up anything.

Song Yeongin walked with his back to the man, without looking back. Heartlessly, harshly, cruelly, brutally… Song Yeongin continued to walk forward, looking only ahead.

‘I know you.’

‘I know you.’

The voice of his mute mother, which he had never once heard with his own ears in his life, lingered behind his back.