KISS THE SCUMBAG Chapter 37

Winston eventually gave up on his organ that wouldn’t subside and extinguished his cigarette. His footsteps as he headed back to the party hall were not very light, hindered by his heavy, erect organ.

“Mr. Campbell.”

As Winston entered the hall from the garden, the butler, who had just spotted him, hurriedly approached and spoke. Winston hesitated, seeing a rare, panicked expression on the man’s usually expressionless face. The butler did not waste time, quickly continuing.

“I’m afraid that, well, the younger Mr. Campbell seems to be drunk. Wouldn’t it be better for you to take a rest for the night?”

The “Campbell” at the end referred to Yujin. As Winston frowned, the butler pointed toward one side, looking bewildered. Winston, following the direction of his hand, froze in place.

“Ahahahaha!”

Yujin burst into loud, boisterous laughter. The men surrounding him already numbered over ten. Occupying the center of a large sofa, with men lined up on both sides, as well as in front and behind him, he was shaking his whole body with laughter at a joke one of them had made. As one of the men who had been laughing meaninglessly along with him took an empty glass from Yujin, another man placed a new drink in his hand. As Yujin smiled and took the glass, someone reached out to touch his body. Yujin slapped the back of the hand playfully and said:

“I told you not to touch me as you please, didn’t I? A child who doesn’t listen needs to be spanked.”

At those words, the gathered men burst into raucous laughter, and hands went up everywhere.

“Hit me, Yujin.”

“No, me. Hit me!”

“Yujin, what about me? You should hit me!”

Watching the men clamoring, Yujin laughed out loud. As if he were genuinely enjoying himself and didn’t know what to do.

“What should I doooo.”

He was slurring his words, confirming he was indeed quite drunk, just as the butler had said. Yujin, who had looked around at his followers once while stroking his chin, tugged on the necktie of one of them.

“How about a kiss?”

At the sweet whisper, the man’s mouth went slack. The man stood up naturally and climbed over Yujin. Just as he was hugging his waist and about to kiss him:

“That’s enough for now.”

A chilling voice blocked them. As the startled man reflexively backed away, Winston immediately reached out his hand.

“Ah!”

Pulled with immense strength in one go, Yujin was ripped from the spot as if he had been plucked. Winston hugged the body that flew helplessly into his arms and scanned the men once. He said nothing. However, the pheromones, which had become several times stronger than usual, seemed to speak for his rage.

“Uh, um, Wi, Winston…”

One of the men opened his mouth, flustered, but Winston didn’t listen. Those watching looked on in bewilderment as he carried Yujin and strode away violently, but there was nothing they could do.

∞ ∞ ∞

As soon as he opened the door, Winston threw Yujin violently onto the bed. His body, which had bounced briefly after hitting the mattress, soon sank into it. Winston looked down at Yujin, who was trying to collect himself after instinctively screaming, and spoke.

“Does that body of yours really die if it goes even a single day without a man?”

His words, spat through gritted teeth, were full of malice. Yujin barely managed to suppress his dizziness and looked up at him. Anger flared in his flushed face.

This man is always ready to blame me. No matter what Yujin did, Winston would react the same way.

In that case, there’s no need for me to try, is there?

“So what?”

Yujin retorted in a rough voice.

“Why is it a problem? What does it have to do with you whether I kiss or sleep with someone else?”

Winston’s face twisted in an instant at the unexpected defense.

“You married me.”

He shouted rapidly in a harsh voice.

“Do you not know what that means? It means you are mine.”

“You’re wrong. We only made a contract, and I am no one’s property.”

Yujin fired back without backing down.

“I’m a slut, aren’t I? A whore who sells his body to anyone because he’s obsessed with money! I can sleep with anyone—you have no rights over me!”

Suddenly, Winston’s eyes turned golden. If Yujin had been able to smell his pheromones, he certainly would have been crushed by their immense weight and begged for mercy. Fortunately, because he couldn’t smell them, there was no such risk, but Yujin knew that the change in eye color was a danger signal.

“Is that all you have to say?”

Winston asked. His usually quiet voice felt completely devoid of emotion. If his eyes hadn’t changed color, Yujin would have had no idea he was this angry.

But perhaps that made it even more dangerous. When rage reaches its peak, one becomes cold. If he had been sober, Yujin would have backed down by now, but he couldn’t. He had been drinking, and his head was much mushier than usual due to the influence of the pheromones. Therefore, Yujin could not make rational judgments.

“If that’s how you think of me, I’ll live up to it. I’ll sleep with everyone in the world, then you’ll be satisfied, won’t you? It just proves you’re right, doesn’t it?”

Speaking with maximum sarcasm, he felt relieved. Having poured out all the emotions he usually suppressed, he even felt a sense of liberation. Haa, haa. Winston watched Yujin in silence as he gasped for air, his breathing ragged and his shoulders heaving. The golden eyes held in his narrowed gaze shimmered as if they were on fire.

“If you’re finished, now fulfill the will.”

Winston said in a calm tone and pulled at the bow tie he had been wearing around his neck.

“Huh?”

Taken aback by the sudden words, Yujin could only blink blankly, letting out a stupid exclamation. While he did that, Winston continued to peel off his jacket and tore at his shirt, letting it fall to the floor as well.

“Remember why we got married, honey.”

There was plenty of sarcasm in his voice as he smiled with a twisted mouth. Without taking his eyes off Yujin, Winston took off the rest of his upper garments and walked over. Reaching Yujin in just a few bold strides, he placed one knee on the bed. Yujin, startled, retreated while sitting, but he couldn’t escape Winston. Winston grabbed his ankle without hesitation and pulled. Yujin fell onto the bed in vain and was dragged across it. As Yujin gasped in surprise, Winston spoke in a voice laced with a smile.

“We have to make a child.”

Winston took over the space above Yujin, who had turned pale in an instant. Yujin stared blankly at the massive man casting a shadow over his face. It would be more accurate to say that his entire body had frozen, unable to move.

Suddenly, he saw Winston lean down. Yujin reflexively frowned and tried to run again, but this time, he was caught by the shoulder and failed.

“It would be a problem if you forgot your duty, honey.”

Winston, who had spoken with a bitter smile, tilted his head. He thought he might kiss him, but he was wrong. Winston buried his face in Yujin’s neck and took a deep breath. Yujin realized belatedly that he was checking his pheromone scent. After taking two deep, long breaths, Winston lifted his gaze to stare at Yujin.

“You didn’t take your medicine.”

“Huh?”

To the momentarily flustered Yujin, Winston lifted his head, glared at him with a fierce gaze, and continued.

“Inhibitors—I told you to take proper ones, didn’t I?”

Ah. Yujin finally understood the meaning, but he had nothing to say. He didn’t have the habit of taking inhibitors, so he had forgotten about them entirely. It was even more so because he had no time to go out and buy them and no money to spare, but in fact, if he had just told the butler, he would have quietly procured them for him. In the end, the solution had returned to square one. Because Yujin had forgotten to take them entirely, it hadn’t even occurred to him to ask the butler.

Of course, Winston couldn’t guess that simple reason at all and interpreted it completely differently.