Chapter 52: Revenge is the only thing left.

‘Is it really true that only revenge against Han Jaewoo remains for Yoon Sayoung?’

‘Is that truly the only purpose of this life?’

‘Even in the life he barely returned to after experiencing death once, is Han Jaewoo still the only important meaning to him?’

‘If so, what reason is there for the revenge he is taking now?’

He felt angry, and then an emotion similar to sorrow surged.

He felt sorry for his life, still unable to move even a step away from Han Jaewoo.

It made no sense to suffer this much just because he loved the wrong person just once.

And Yoojun found Sayoung, who remained in the swamp of the one who ruined him without knowing that, as pathetic and frustrating as he was pitiful.

“Come here.”

Yoojun said in a cold voice, as if commanding.

Sayoung quietly put down the cup he was holding on the table and stood up.

Yoojun conveyed the meaning to come and stand in front of him by tilting his head once.

Sayoung was a beautiful Omega.

Leaving aside personal feelings about his personality, Sayoung possessed beauty that would captivate any Alpha, no, anyone regardless of being Alpha or not.

If he said he would give his body, it was clear that people would line up willing to pay any price.

Since such an Omega was willing to give himself as he wished, there was no reason for Yoojun to refuse.

The reason Yoojun didn’t have sexual relations indiscriminately was that those who formed relationships with him in any way couldn’t back off cleanly when the time came.

Whatever the relationship was, they annoyed Yoojun by trying all sorts of things to maintain the connection somehow.

Even those who were practically just passing by were like that, so it was obvious how severe the obsession would become if they slept together.

It wasn’t because he had some great conviction that he restrained himself; Yoojun just hated that annoyance.

“Sit.”

Yoojun said once more to Sayoung who approached and stood in front of him.

Sayoung seemed to have noticed Yoojun’s intention but hesitated as if unsure.

Yoojun pointed to his thigh with his eyes and said again.

“I said sit, here.”

Yoojun spoke as if ordering a s*ave bought with money.

Only then did Sayoung open his mouth and ask Yoojun.

“Did you come today… because of your rut?”

Yoojun answered openly mocking him.

“No?”

“…….”

“But it’s been quite a while since I’ve been abstinent due to filming. I feel like I can’t endure it if I don’t mount anyone right now.”

Yoojun spoke more vulgarly on purpose.

He hoped his attitude would provoke Sayoung’s limit.

So he wanted him to quit this shitty attitude.

At the same time, Yoojun wanted Sayoung to be swayed by his demands like now.

He wanted him to cling to him, giving up everything else for revenge.

Whatever his inner thoughts were, he wanted him to submit and let Yoojun ruin him as he pleased.

It was a dark desire he had never had for anyone in his life.

“…….”

“…….”

A suffocating silence flowed between the two.

And finally, Sayoung moved his body.

His legs spread across Yoojun’s thighs, kneeling on the sofa.

The act of sitting on Yoojun’s thighs itself was provocative, but he looked incomparably fragile and docile.

As if following a manual, Sayoung placed both hands on Yoojun’s shoulders.

He seemed to know exactly how to continue this act.

Yoojun waited.

He had never had this much patience in his life.

The strange thing was that he couldn’t be sure what he was enduring himself.

Sayoung’s right hand slowly stroked one of Yoojun’s cheeks.

His fingertips were cold like the wind of midwinter.

Goosebumps ran down his spine, and Yoojun unconsciously gripped his pelvis tightly with both hands.

Yoon Sayoung who acted as Seo Danwoo.

Yoon Sayoung who scarred his own body while talking about Han Jaewoo.

The image of him begging to be pitied at least, and all the images of him standing in front of him in a shower gown without hesitation, swirled inside Yoojun.

Simultaneously, a faint, unfamiliar scent began to be felt at the tip of his nose.

It was a scent unfamiliar to smell in the season of winter.

Yoojun soon realized that it was a scent like that of the greenery of a forest, and that it was Sayoung’s pheromones.

Sayoung’s scent, which hadn’t been properly revealed last time suppressed by Jaewoo’s violent scent, was now reaching Yoojun fully.

Even though he led him first, Yoojun raised his pheromones as if protecting himself.

It wasn’t with the purpose of exciting Sayoung.

He merely raised his momentum sharply like someone trying to oppress the opponent.

Sayoung seemed a little surprised as if he hadn’t expected Yoojun’s reaction, but he didn’t show any special reaction to it.

Sayoung’s scent just gently wrapped around Yoojun, waiting until Yoojun accepted him.

He didn’t try to seduce him, nor did he retreat; he was just there.

As if saying everything depended on Yoojun’s choice.

Sayoung seemed to have already finished preparing to follow Yoojun’s will entirely.

At that moment, Yoojun realized to whom an appearance of Sayoung like now would be familiar.

And why his submissive appearance bothered him every time he saw it.

It was Han Jaewoo.

In front of Han Jaewoo, Sayoung must have acted just like right now, doing as he was told without showing any of his own will, as if following his words was the only desire.

The excitement that had stiffened his lower abdomen disappeared in an instant.

Then anger began to occupy that space.

“Ms. Sayoung.”

“Yes.”

“Did you do this to Han Jaewoo too?”

“…….”

“Even so, if you do to me as you did to Han Jaewoo, I feel a bit… unpleasant.”

But even so, I didn’t intend to become the worst to this extent.

Watching Sayoung’s face turning pale in an instant, Yoojun felt faint euphoria and immense guilt at the same time.

Drawing a dramatic reaction from him was certainly satisfying, but it also hurt his pride that it was repeatedly achieved only in a way that hurt Sayoung.

And seeing Sayoung turning white and unable to say a word, Yoojun realized one more fact.

Yoojun didn’t want to hurt Sayoung.

Acting mean to him repeatedly was only because he wanted Sayoung to act like a living person in some way; the intention itself wasn’t to hurt him.

But unless he stabbed with the knife of sharp words, how could he get a different reaction from Sayoung who acted like floating fog in everything?

Feeling frustrated as if he had chewed and swallowed a mouthful of sand and not knowing what to do, the one who spoke first to Yoojun was Sayoung, who looked pale but didn’t seem to have thoughts of getting angry.

“I… don’t know well about things like this.”

“…….”

“The only partner I’ve had sexual relations with is Han Jaewoo, and when I was with him, I always had to do as I was told.”

Sayoung’s voice, speaking as if confessing a wrong, stabbed Yoojun’s heart painfully.

He wondered why he got involved with such people and was suffering like this, but then he also felt relieved that it was him and not someone else.

He wondered if he was going crazy himself by getting involved with crazy people.

“I know I’m stupid and frustrating. Still, if you tell me what to do… if you let me know….”

“…….”

“I’ll try. I will try.”

Sayoung seemed to have no idea that saying such things only made Yoojun feel worse by reminding him of Sayoung’s past begging Han Jaewoo the same way.

Yoojun caught his breath silently for a moment and stared quietly at Sayoung’s face, still sitting on his thighs.

He wondered if he could find any sign of discomfort, but Sayoung was still compliant with this situation.

“Get down.”

Yoojun said after a long while.

This time too, Sayoung immediately got down from Yoojun’s legs without hesitation and sat far away.

The scent that hovered around Yoojun was also neatly put away.

It was rather Yoojun who continued to emit pheromones in a confused state.

“Just now… I was harsh.”

Yoojun lowered his head like a tired person and rubbed his forehead and eyes with one hand.

Withdrawing the childishness that had surged momentarily, he thought that today had been truly excessively cruel to Sayoung.

When he sent Jeong-min first and ran here alone, he certainly didn’t come with this intention.

Yoojun apologized feeling deep shame.

It might be just his feeling, but at that moment, Sayoung seemed to relax the tension he was holding in his whole body a little.

“I didn’t come to do this….”

“…It’s okay.”

“…….”

“…I’m sorry.”

Now he apologizes first even though Yoojun didn’t say anything.

He seemed to have noticed that Yoojun strongly disliked him habitually saying ‘It’s okay’, though not knowing why.

Even after spitting out the words ‘I’m sorry’, Sayoung watched Yoojun’s reaction.

A person who gets angry whether I say it’s okay or sorry.

Realizing anew how prickly he was acting toward Sayoung, Yoojun let out a long sigh without realizing it.

Although he doesn’t have a personality friendly to everyone, he isn’t the type to enjoy tormenting people without reason either, so he wondered how he came to this point.

Everything had been a mess since he met this crazy person who claimed to have come back to life by turning back time.

“I said I came because I was worried.”

Feeling a bit wronged, Yoojun spoke in a voice like a sulking child.