How to Escape from the Yandere’s Crazy Obsession - Chapter 54
Vallon had never experienced nursing from his mother. She had never given him her brxxst to feed, which might explain why he felt so calm and peaceful while sucking on a woman’s chest like this. He wondered what brxxst milk would taste like—would it be sweet, or perhaps mild?
“Hah, what are you saying?”
“I could make it happen for you. Should I?”
“Stop it…! Don’t say such horrible things,”
“Why not? Don’t you remember? Don’t you remember? You told me once that I would be your husband.”
“W-What? When did I ever say that…!”
“You did. From that day on, my dream has been to marry you.”
Leticia wanted to shut Vallon up. He was spouting nonsense, claiming she had said things she had no memory of.
Marriage? Did he think it was a joke? There were plenty of objects in her room that could crack his head open, but it was impossible. She couldn’t handle the consequences of what might happen after.
She wouldn’t fall for his tricks again. And now, she feared what Vallon might do in retaliation. It was better to endure. Time would pass eventually, and this moment, too, would end. She just had to tolerate it for now.
Even though his appearance had transformed, his actions were no different from before.
Despite looking like a refined, polished gentleman, he was doing the most vulgar and degrading things, sucking on her brxxsts greedily like a starving infant.
“But Leticia, do you like my new appearance? I thought you had a thing for weaklings.”
“Huh…?”
She didn’t understand what he meant. Did he think her type was weaklings?
At that moment, a knock interrupted them. Knock, knock. Someone tapped on Leticia’s door, just as Vallon was sucking on her chest.
“Leticia, are you in there?”
It was Sharon.
Leticia panicked, trying to pull away from Vallon, but he had her trapped between his thick legs. All she could do was squirm in discomfort as he continued sucking on her chest.
“Ah!”
As she struggled to free herself, Vallon clamped her thighs tightly with his legs, intensifying both the pressure on her legs and the strength with which he sucked on her nxxples. She worried that if he continued, her nxxples might tear.
“Ouch, it hurts! Too hard…!”
Ignoring her pleas, Vallon continued to torment her, biting and rolling her e***t nxxples between his teeth while looking up at her with amusement. Leticia was the only one panicking, while Vallon, true to his nature, was simply entertained by her distress. What kind of mind did he have, devoid of any moral sense or ethical compass?
“Ugh, please! My mom might come in. Vallon, stop…!”
Despite her desperate pleas, he showed no signs of stopping, remaining entirely focused on her brxxsts.
“Please… Can’t we do this later?”
Leticia was terrified that the wet, slurping sounds would escape through the door. What if Sharon opened the door and saw her daughter with her chest exposed, having her brxxsts sucked by a man?
Her anxiety grew as she nervously tapped her feet on the floor.
“Leticia? Can I come in?”
Sharon asked again, her voice sounding concerned.
Unable to ignore her mother any longer, Leticia, feeling frantic, glanced at Vallon.
“Answer her. Your mom’s calling,” Vallon whispered mockingly.
“Hah… How am I supposed to answer her like this? We’ll finish later…!”
“Why? I don’t mind if someone sees.”
That reply—Vallon’s complete disregard for any sense of decency—drove Leticia to the brink of madness.
He squeezed her brxxsts harder, kneading them roughly as he continued to suck. The pressure was so intense that her entire chest ached under his hands.
It was clear that he had no intention of stopping. When Leticia heard the door handle turning, she panicked and called out.
“Wait, no! Mom, I’m… I’m changing clothes right now. Do you… ugh… need something?” she managed to say, her voice strained as she fought back the moans threatening to escape.
Vallon, meanwhile, had started rubbing his knee against her g***n, making the situation even more unbearable.
“I just wanted to say you’ve been through so much, dear… and I’m sorry. You must be so disappointed in us. We had no choice… If we hadn’t done what we did, we all would have died. You understand, don’t you, Leticia? You’ve always been a good girl,” Sharon’s voice trembled from outside the door.
“Hngh… yes, I understand,” Leticia whispered, her voice shaky.
Even if she didn’t truly understand, she had no choice but to accept it. Leticia couldn’t abandon her family.
She knew that if she were left alone, she would be forced to return to that miserable life.
