Jihoon thrashed against Sakyung's grip, his body weak and trembling from the effects of the drug. His heat was intensifying by the second, making it nearly impossible to focus. Every movement felt sluggish, as though he were sinking into quicksand, his strength slipping away with each passing moment.
Sakyung only laughed, his fingers tightening around Jihoon's wrist, yanking him closer with ease. His grip was bruising, his amusement evident in the way his dark eyes gleamed with cruel satisfaction.
"How pathetic," Sakyung sneered, tilting his head as he studied Jihoon's flushed face. "Look at you, barely able to stand. And yet, you're still trying to fight?"
Jihoon glared up at him, his breath coming in ragged pants. His body was betraying him, but his mind was still sharp—still filled with seething rage.
Before he could react, Jiyoung suddenly grabbed a fistful of Jihoon's hair, jerking his head back before crashing his lips against his in a forceful, punishing kiss.
Jihoon's entire body recoiled in disgust. Without hesitation, he bit down—hard.
Jiyoung let out a strangled hiss, immediately pulling away as blood dripped from his split lip. His eyes darkened with anger, but instead of retaliating, he simply smirked, running his tongue over the wound.
"Still acting feisty, huh?" he taunted, his voice laced with amusement. "You do realize that struggling will get you nowhere, right?"
Jihoon's glare sharpened, fury burning in his chest.
Jiyoung scoffed before roughly shoving him to the ground. Jihoon hit the cold pavement hard, his body aching from the impact. Before he could even catch his breath, a sharp, brutal kick landed against his stomach.
A choked gasp tore from Jihoon's lips as pain exploded through his ribs. His vision blurred for a moment, his entire body curling in on itself as he struggled to breathe.
Laughter echoed through the alley.
Sakyung crouched down beside him, his fingers wrapping around Jihoon's ankle before twisting it with vicious force.
A sharp, agonized scream tore from Jihoon's throat.
Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. His nails dug into the pavement as he bit down on his lip, suppressing another pained cry.
Sakyung's smirk widened as he leaned in, his voice tauntingly soft.
"You know, omegas like you should really learn their place," he mused. "You act so high and mighty, but in the end, you're just like the rest of them. Fragile. Delicate. Something meant to be owned."
Jihoon's jaw clenched. His breathing was labored, his entire body trembling with exhaustion and pain, but his rage only grew.
Sakyung chuckled, shaking his head. "I'll admit, you were different. You had a bite to you. That's what made this fun. But in the end—" He leaned closer, his smirk widening. "—you're still just an omega."
Jihoon's blood boiled.
With every ounce of strength he had left, he swung his leg up, kicking Sakyung directly in the stomach.
The force sent Sakyung stumbling back with a sharp curse, his expression twisting in fury. Jihoon used the distraction to try and push himself up, but before he could escape, Yunseo was already there, grabbing him by the shoulders and shoving him back down onto the pavement.
"Not so fast," Yunseo hummed, his grip tightening. "We're not done with you yet."
Jihoon struggled, his fists swinging wildly, but Yunseo was stronger—his weight pressing down, keeping Jihoon trapped beneath him.
He knew then.
He wasn't getting out of this.
To be continued.....