How to Escape from the Yandere’s Crazy Obsession - Chapter 76
“I’m… I’m sorry.”
Leticia tried to move on to the next action, pretending nothing had happened.
“But…”
Vallon’s face twisted with displeasure.
“Is my name Kyle?”
His tone had dropped to informal speech, and the look on his face was cold enough to terrify her.
“Ahhh!”
Leticia’s head was yanked back sharply as Vallon grabbed her hair with force.
“Agh! Vallon, it hurts!”
The more Leticia struggled, the harder he pulled her hair, as if punishing her. The painful memory of being whipped in the pleasure district came rushing back, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
“Fxxx, if you’re going to mix things up, at least confuse the right things.”
“Ahhh!”
It felt like her hair was going to be torn from her scalp. The heat in Vallon’s previously fiery red eyes had turned to ice, and his gaze was no longer just cold—it was searing.
Leticia avoided meeting his eyes, lowering her gaze as much as she could. Her eyes were full of fear.
“Why are you avoiding my eyes? Guilty of something? Look at me properly.”
It would have been better to be guilty. How could she have called out Kyle’s name in this situation? She had to be out of her mind.
“I’m sorry, Vallon. I made a mistake.”
“A mistake?”
Leticia held on to a small hope that maybe, just maybe, Vallon would let it slide.
“How do you plan on making sure you don’t make that mistake again?”
“….”
“Were you kissing me while thinking of that bastard?”
He wasn’t genuinely asking. His voice already carried certainty.
Vallon grabbed Leticia’s hair, forcing her to nod her head up and down. She was nodding vigorously, against her will.
“Oh? So I’m right.”
Vallon let out a mocking laugh.
“Ugh…!”
The force kept increasing, making her scalp feel like it was going to tear off.
“Did you know? There are two types of dogs. The ones who know their place and behave well, and the ones that don’t know their place and try to bite their owner.”
“No, no! That’s not it, Vallon!”
His deceptively soft voice sent chills down her spine. Fear brought tears to her eyes, and because her head was tilted back, the tears trickled down behind her ears.
“You seem like the latter type of dog. And you know, dogs like that need to be beaten into submission.”
If he hit her with those large hands, her bones would definitely break. Leticia knew all too well how terrifying violence could be.
“No! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I must have lost my mind for a moment! Vallon, you know me—I know my place! I’m like a loyal dog, you know that!”
Leticia clung to Vallon, wrapping her arms around him tightly. She couldn’t think of any other way. Lying flat on the ground and begging for forgiveness was her only option.
The uneasy sound of his breathing near her ear made it clear that Vallon was still upset.
“What would I gain from making you angry? I’m really sorry.”
“Are you still hung up on that guy? Do you have lingering feelings for him?”
“No! I don’t even think about him anymore!”
Leticia held onto Vallon even tighter, clinging to him like a dog trying to appease its master, rubbing her face against his chest as she frantically denied his accusations.
Vallon’s hand moved to the top of her head, gently stroking her hair in stark contrast to his cold tone.
Leticia thought he might actually hit her this time.
“Was he that good? Good enough to think about him while you’re right in front of me?”
“Ah!”
Vallon suddenly pushed her away, causing Leticia to tumble backward onto the floor.
“How did it feel when you were with him? Did you enjoy it?”
“Huh…”
She knew she had to deny it. Vallon’s darkly dilated pupils indicated just how furious he was.
Before she could get up, Vallon used his foot to push her underwear aside. He inspected the dampness of her underwear and her intimate area, then let out a cynical laugh.
“You’re wet. Were you thinking about him while you got wet?”
He moved his toes, teasing her slick entrance.
“Ah! No, stop!”
“Why stop? You can just pretend it’s him doing it to you, right?”
His eyes had a twisted smile, but his lips remained flat—a grotesque expression.
“Ah! Hngh!”
“Was it good?”
“Stop!”
“What did you like so much? Tell me.”
The liquid from Leticia’s body dripped down onto Vallon’s foot as he continued. She had thought of Kyle, yes, but not because of him. That much she knew for sure.
She wanted to explain herself, but her body wouldn’t move. It felt like she was bound by some invisible force.
Leticia was terrified. Vallon wasn’t like other humans—he was a being who could kill her without even lifting a finger.
