How to Escape from the Yandere’s Crazy Obsession - Chapter 31
Underneath his oversized clothes, his body was neither too thin nor overweight. Rather, he was muscular.
Seeing Vallon’s healthy physique, Leticia realized that there was no way she could overpower him. Struggling would only excite this madman further. It was crucial not to provoke him in any way right now.
‘I just need to make sure not to excite Vallon…’
She knew that whatever horrible things might happen in this room would be erased by the power of the Kattravan family.
“Vallon, why… why are you doing this?”
“Why do you look so disgusted? Do I repulse you?”
Vallon pressed Leticia’s hand harder against his body, making the firmness of his body clear to her.
“Ugh… Vallon, w-wait!”
“Do you hate touching me this much? But I like it when you touch me, Leticia.”
Her hand was slowly being guided to a dangerous place, and despite her desperate efforts, her hand continued to move downward towards his private area.
“Vallon, stop! Don’t do this!”
“Why not? Don’t you like this, Leticia?”
He seemed to be referring to the time he saw her with Kyle. He must have seen everything that day.
His strength was overwhelming, and in the end, Leticia’s hand made contact with Vallon’s hardened e******n.
“Look at that, it’s standing up.”
“…What?”
Vallon’s eyes locked onto Leticia’s, and for a brief moment, his red eyes glimmered with an innocence that seemed out of place—almost childlike.
But the intent behind those eyes was anything but pure.
“It stands up like this whenever I’m near you, Leticia.”
She didn’t want to hear anything this madman had to say. She wanted to block out his words.
Why is Vallon doing this to me?
“I’m not like those filthy others.”
Vallon gave her a chilling grin, his hand guiding hers to rub over the bulge in his pants as if he were a kitten seeking affection.
“You see? I’ve been saving myself just for you.”
Vallon took Leticia’s hand and gently rubbed it over his swollen pants. She could feel the hard shape beneath the fabric.
“How does it feel? Why don’t you show it some love?”
“You… you maniac!”
The words she had been holding back finally burst out. How could someone say such things without showing any expression? It was clear now—this madman had planned to lure her here with this intention all along.
At this moment, it no longer mattered that Vallon was the only son of the Kattravan family. Right now, the only thing that mattered was that he was a threat, an evil man who could harm her. She had underestimated him, letting her guard down out of pity. Now she regretted the brief moments of sympathy she had felt for him.
Any thoughts of understanding him had evaporated.
She could no longer stand to watch his deranged actions. Leticia bit down hard on Vallon’s shoulder, knowing that if she hesitated, it would only make him more violent. She sank her teeth into his flesh with all her strength, hoping to break free from his grasp.
Vallon groaned in pain, finally loosening his iron grip. Leticia seized the opportunity to free herself, quickly standing up, ready to escape this dark and unsettling room. But Vallon was faster.
As she stood up from the sofa, he grabbed her ankle, yanking her down hard with a loud crash. She hit the ground so violently that her vision blurred.
“Oops, that must’ve hurt.”
His attitude remained shameless, as if he couldn’t care less about her pain.
“Agh… it hurts…”
Leticia groaned in pain, having twisted her leg badly when she fell. Her ankle throbbed as if it were about to snap, and tears began to flow from her eyes. If only she hadn’t woken up from that awful nightmare, none of this would be happening right now.
As she lay on the floor, whimpering, Vallon’s chilling voice came from behind her.
“I told you, it depends on you, Leticia.”
Vallon grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her closer to his body.
“How do you think it feels for me, seeing you look at me with such disgust?”
Leticia tried to dig her nails into the smooth marble floor to stop herself from being dragged, but there was nothing to hold onto. Her body was still weak from the fall, and she couldn’t muster enough strength to resist.
Her bare foot bumped against Vallon’s stomach.
What happened next was beyond anything she could have imagined.
The sound of fabric rustling was like a warning shot for the horror that was about to unfold.
Vallon grabbed one of Leticia’s ankles like a hostage and pulled out his grotesque member from his pants. He tapped her sole with it, then began rubbing it against her foot.
