Rejected by Daughter’s Second Male Lead Chapter 122

There was a reason why Yuan had teleported from Salgreen Canyon to Gillen’s bedroom in just a few days. He was killing the demonic beasts far too easily. Later on, it became so dull to dispatch them with magic that he started fighting them bare-handed, but even then, the demonic beasts were too weak.

Moreover, whether he was fighting or sleeping, he could not get Gillen out of his mind.

At first, he had praised himself for smartly making a magical contract, thinking, ‘Alright, this is good enough. At least I can see him after half a year. And after that, we can meet once every two months.’

But as time went on, dealing with the demonic beasts grew tedious, and all sorts of assumptions about Gillen continued to grow.

If I hadn’t gotten angry at Gillen… wouldn’t we have been able to keep seeing each other?

If I told Gillen, even now, that I forgive him, that kind man would surely pretend to give in and accept it.

I don’t even care about Cecilia anymore. I… can’t see anyone but that man.

Thinking back, his past self had been far too arrogant. He hadn’t even tried to properly listen to what Gillen was saying. Perhaps this wasn’t Gillen’s fault, but his own—he had finally realized that fact!

Yuan, having dealt with about half of the demonic beasts in Salgreen Canyon in a few days, sat on a flat rock, lost in thought, not caring whether his clothes were soaked with their blood or not.

‘First, let’s tell Gillen I forgive him. Then Gillen will probably be grateful. That’s just how that man’s personality is.’

He tried to imagine the future as positively as possible.

First, Yuan would go to Gillen and say, ‘Thinking about it, I was the one who misunderstood and jumped to conclusions first. So I will forgive you for deceiving and using me all this time,’ and Gillen, moved to tears, would say, ‘Thank you. I will never betray you again.’

Then, Yuan would release his seductive pheromones, and Gillen would naturally melt and pounce on him. At that point, Yuan would use fantastic skills and all sorts of magic to give Gillen the best sex of his life. After sex, Gillen would be the first to cling to Yuan.

‘You are a true saint for forgiving me and even apologizing. The thought of not being able to have such a wonderful exchange anymore brings tears to my eyes. Please, be my real lover!’

Then Yuan would pretend to reluctantly accept his proposal. He must absolutely not play hard to get here. Gillen already believed himself to be far too inferior compared to Yuan, so if he played hard to get even once, Gillen would give up right away. Therefore, he would just act a little cold, but immediately agree.

End of fantasy.

A smile of hope spread across Yuan’s face. If Yuan forgave Gillen and then admitted that he was the one at fault in the first place, they could be together again!

Having finished organizing his thoughts in his head, where flowers were blooming in a dazzling display, Yuan stood up. And without hesitation, he immediately teleported to Gillen’s bedroom.

But the first thing Yuan saw was Gillen, his rut having broken, clutching a mana stone and struggling desperately.

Pheromones were pouring out of his body like a tidal wave, and in those pheromones, he could feel not only the sexual desire of a rut, but also sadness, loneliness, emptiness, and hurt.

In that moment, Yuan realized. He realized just how absurd his fantasy had been. He felt, as if through a direct connection, just how much Gillen had suffered and agonized because of him.

That was when the tears burst forth. Yuan, frozen in the same position he’d teleported in, couldn’t do anything. A certain intuition pierced through him. Gillen would not seek forgiveness from Yuan. This much sadness, loneliness, emptiness, hurt… He firmly believed that he had done something unforgivable to Yuan. He could feel it all.

How could I have thought that my forgiveness could ever make up for this much pain? Who do I think I am?

Once again, his self-loathing reared its head. More than anything, the sight of Gillen groaning in pain before him made him so sad… that he literally couldn’t help but cry like a child.

“Gillen… is your rut here?”

“Yuan…? Is that really you…? Why? For what reason…”

“I came because I have something to tell you… but for now, let’s take care of the rut first, then.”

Yuan took off his dirty robe and bloodstained clothes and immediately cast a cleansing spell on himself. He hurried to Gillen’s side and whispered over and over.

“Gillen, don’t worry. I won’t hurt you. It’s okay.”

Gillen neither heard nor would remember it, but Yuan kept repeating the same words as he let his pheromones flow into him.

After that, things unfolded as Gillen vaguely remembered. And now. Yuan was fucking Gillen to his deepest point, holding him and crying.

“I love you, Gillen… I was wrong. I’m sorry for getting angry at you when it was my own misunderstanding…”

Even while crying pitifully, he pressed his body tightly against Gillen’s and continued to stab into his belly.

“Heuaak! Ah, I’m going to, going to come, Yuan! Aahk!”

“Just give me one more chance. I’ve actually already forgiven you. No, you don’t even need forgiveness. You did nothing wrong. It was my fault. Gillen, Gillen…”

“Aat, keok, kkeuk, aaaaah!”

Gillen’s whole body convulsed, almost twisting. Yuan hugged him even tighter and came for a long time inside Gillen, who was clenching around him like mad.

“Gillen… Heuk, Gillen!”

“Ah, no! My stomach, heuat, eok!”

As if disliking the sensation of hot liquid pouring into his stomach, Gillen flailed his limbs, trying to push Yuan away. But Yuan held onto Gillen even more tenaciously.

“Don’t leave me… You can’t do that… Gillen, my Gillen. I was wrong.”

Yuan bit Gillen’s nape. In the setting of this world, biting the neck had nothing to do with imprinting. Here, imprinting was known to occur when true love connected two people, and perhaps because of that, trait-holders were arbitrarily called ‘beasts faithful to their instincts,’ ‘descendants of noble blue blood,’ or ‘non-humans’ until they imprinted, but once they imprinted and found a partner, they were treated as a fated couple who had achieved a romantic and perfect love. It was contradictory, but that’s how it was.

However, right now, there was no information or knowledge in Yuan’s mind. There was only the desire to devour Gillen, the desire to fill Gillen’s insides with his own semen, and the desire to be by his side.

It was then.

“Heok! Euk, euaaak! W-what is this…! Heok, keok!”

Gillen screamed as if he had been stabbed with a knife. Yuan did not ask why. He already knew the reason.

“Gillen, I’m sorry. It, it won’t come out…!”

Yuan’s cock had begun to knot deep inside Gillen’s belly. The head of his penis swelled up enormously, sticking to Gillen’s internal organs.

“Eok, uk, uuek…!”

Gillen gagged. No vomit came out, but saliva drooled from his mouth. Seeing this, Yuan didn’t know what to do and tried to pull his hips back, but the penis, having begun to knot inside his partner’s body, instead inflicted a pain on Gillen as if his inner walls were being torn.

“Aahk! Don’t, move… Heuk, keok, keo-heok…”

Gillen, unable to even breathe properly, grabbed Yuan’s arm. Yuan, as carefully as possible, pressed his groin against Gillen’s buttocks. He thought it would be less painful if he just stayed in deeper.

“Heok, heok… Euk…!”

The tip, greatly swollen from the knot, protruded above Gillen’s belly. The shape of Yuan’s swollen phallus was visible on the thin stomach that had recently lost almost all its muscle from a long illness.

“Haa, haeu, ha, ah…”

Gillen panted rapidly and clenched his teeth, like an expecting mother practicing Lamaze breathing. He was somehow trying to wait for the knotting to end. He, too, was an alpha, and having experienced knotting once before, he knew that there was nothing to do but wait.

But Yuan was frantic. He placed his hand on the abnormally bulging part of Gillen’s stomach and used healing magic. However, since knotting wasn’t an injury or a harm but an act for procreation, there was nothing to be healed.

“What should I do, Gillen? Healing magic isn’t working… But in the midst of this… I’m happy because it feels like you’re pregnant. Am I crazy? Gillen, I’m scared.”

Then Yuan caressed Gillen’s stomach and buried his nose in the back of Gillen’s head. Gillen, breathing with difficulty, thought.

‘What is this crazy bastard talking about… When the hell is this dream going to eeeend!!’

“You made me like this. What are you going to do? I’m completely broken…”

Yuan’s watery voice, mumbling with his face buried in the back of Gillen’s head, dug into his ears. For Gillen, who was stuck with a cock the size of a horse’s pillar inside him, its head the size of an apple, unable to move an inch, it was an absurdly childish whine.

“The one who’s broken right now, heuk, is me! Me, you crazy… Keok!”

With those last words, Gillen blacked out. He thought he could hear Yuan’s wail, “Gillen!!” from far away, but soon his consciousness sank into darkness.