How to Escape from the Yandere’s Crazy Obsession - Chapter 49
“A ripe peach… I bet it’ll feel good to fill you up. I hope it’s not too loose, though. Since you’re young, your hole should be nice and tight, right?”
Without realizing it, Vallon, who had been sitting in the chair just moments ago, was now right in front of the bed. The man, who had been about to climb on top of Leticia, hiccuped in shock at the dark shadow suddenly looming over him.
“Wh-What the hell is this?”
The momentary shock was followed by the sound of shattering glass. The man slumped forward onto Leticia’s body, as shards of glass scattered everywhere.
It seemed that Vallon had struck the man on the back of the head with the glass cup that had been thrown at him earlier.
Glass fragments and drops of blood splattered around as Leticia screamed, trying desperately to push the man off her.
Her previously injured leg throbbed with pain under the weight, but more than the pain in her leg, what bothered her was Vallon, who still stood there, coldly watching her.
Beside the man, who had collapsed sideways, glass shards stuck out of his head.
Was he dead? The horrifying sight made Leticia feel like she couldn’t breathe. Yet, Vallon seemed completely unbothered by the man, who lay motionless and bleeding.
“Vallon… please, I want to get out of here. Let me go, okay?”
“Why should I?”
Vallon tilted his head as if he genuinely didn’t understand the request.
Then, with his fingers, he began playing with the thin fabric that clung to Leticia’s body, lifting and flicking it here and there. Each time the thin cloth fluttered, cold air touched her bare skin. How could he act like this when a bleeding man was lying right beside her?
“You look good even in these trashy clothes.”
“Hiic… Vallon, I’m scared… Why… Why are you doing this?”
“How is it? You’ve been through some tough times, huh?”
“What?”
“You need me now, don’t you?”
Vallon’s hand slid over her bare, shaven pubic area. The icy touch made her legs involuntarily curl up. She clenched her legs tightly, trying to prevent them from spreading.
“Spread them.”
“V-Vallon, no, don’t do this.”
“You’re here to make money selling your body, aren’t you? So why not?”
The reality of it pierced her deeply. Leticia was in this place, selling her body to survive.
She knew there was no way she could escape this hell on her own. But the thought of giving her body to Vallon was something she couldn’t stomach. She had no fond memories of him, and meeting him in a place like this didn’t make her happy.
“Y…You’re not my client. So, just leave. I’m not doing this with you.”
“Ah, right. I’m not a client.”
“So step aside. If you need to satisfy yourself, call another girl.”
“I’m not a client… I’m your master now. I bought you, Leticia.”
Vallon spoke with eerie calm, his words a chilling reminder that she was now his possession. He lightly tapped her bare pubic area, as if to drive home the point that she was now expected to obey him.
His unspoken command was clear: submit.
“So, spread them.”
“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Don’t you know what happens if you disobey your master? I don’t want to be the kind of master who has to use violence.”
His words were spoken softly, almost as if to himself, but they sent a cold chill down Leticia’s spine.
“Why are you doing this? Why did you follow me here just to torment me? Does it make you happy to see me like this after I yelled at you to get lost? Is this what you wanted to see?”
“You needed a reason to accept me. It’s simple, really. Your house fell apart, I bought you, and now you just need to do as I say.”
“Do you really think that makes any sense?”
“Why wouldn’t it? Shall I show you how it makes sense? Heh…”
It wasn’t funny at all. In fact, Vallon was more disturbing than the man who had tried to shave her. Being around him made her mind race with awful thoughts. Could it be him? Was he the one who ruined my family?
It felt like a wild, paranoid thought, but her gut kept telling her it was true. And why not? Vallon had the power to do it, didn’t he?
“Y-You… you didn’t… did you?”
Leticia’s lips trembled as she asked the question, her fear palpable.
“You guessed right.”
“You bastard… why are you doing this to me?!”
Vallon’s smug expression, as he answered so casually without even knowing the full question, only strengthened her suspicion. She felt utterly trapped, as though she were lost in a maze with no way out.
“I want to be with you. If you have nothing left, won’t you need me?”
He said it with a face completely devoid of guilt. All she could see in his eyes was his disgusting desire for her body. And he spoke as if he were doing her a favor, promising to restore everything, as if he were giving her a gift.
“I’ll make everything the way it was. You shouldn’t have to live in some run-down shack. How could I let you live in a place like that?”
He had been watching her. He had seen everything—how her family fell, how she was forced to survive, even how she ended up sold into this wretched brothel. He had seen it all.
Or had he orchestrated it from the beginning?
“I’ll give back your precious home, the business, everything. Just do as I say. You can do that, right?”
Vallon suddenly shoved his massive erxctixn right in front of Leticia’s face. The sticky liquid dripping from its tip smeared onto her eyelids.
As Leticia grimaced in disgust, Vallon wiped the liquid off her cheek, mixing his fluids with her tears as they dripped down her face.
“It’s your fault my cxck got dirty, Leticia. Now, be a good girl and suck it clean.”
