Chapter 112 - The festival [2] (1/2)

Having her back being thrown against the wall or being treated this roughly did not please Moon Jiwoo. Irritated by Oh Sookyung's actions, she raised her head to glare the man standing before her.

Gripping on to her wrist tightly, he pinned it to the wall and cornered her. Regardless of how hard she struggled, she was unable to remove her hand from his grip. Creases formed between both of her eyebrows while she became confuses on when the male before her got that strong.

”What are you trying to do? I know that you're angry because of the way I treated you, but look, there is a reason behind it. You—”

Before Moon Jiwoo was able to continue further, a gasp escaped from her lips due to Sookyung's next actions. Bringing her hand over to his mouth, he parted his lips.

His fangs were clearly visible as they extended forward, and as the tip of his fangs came in contact with her wrist, a chill passed through her back.

At that instant, Moon Jiwoo could see how dangerous Oh Sookyung was. Although she thought she had known all sides of Sookyung, it did not seem to be the case. Never had she imagined that he would be having such a bone-chilling side to him.

Without wasting a second further, Sookyung drove his fangs further into her skin, and the sudden pain caused Jiwoo to let out a hiss. Seeing how he was drinking her blood, Jiwoo found herself being baffled.

”Yah! Oh Sookyung!” she exclaimed, trying to pull her hand away from him, but it was of no use.

His strange behaviour made many questions rise inside of her mind, and being unable to take it any longer, Jiwoo raised her leg in order to kick the man.

However, as if predicting that move of hers, Sookyung pressed her leg against the wall with his knee. After that, he shot her a glare.

Anger within Moon Jiwoo began to rise, and taking this a challenge, she was ready to get Sookyung off of her. Deciding to use her powers, Jiwoo took in a deep breath.

Glowering at Oh Sookyung, she pushed him back with her utmost strength, and as the man took a couple of steps back, Jiwoo stared at the marks made upon her face.

After that, she moved her gaze to Sookyung, and seeing how he was ŀɨċkɨnġ his lips, Jiwoo exclaimed, ”Have you gone crazy!? Why would you do something like this!?”

”This was your punishment,” he said— his voice being octaves lower. The tone he used showed how serious he was while a dark glint appeared in his eyes.

”I know that it was wrong of me to lie to you and not go outside, but I have the freedom to do so. You don't have to do something as outrageous as this just because you're angry! Oh Sookyung! I want to kill you badly! You bastard!” Jiwoo vocalised.

The situation surprised her too much to say anything more than this. Firstly, Oh Sookyung was remarkably stronger than her, and then, his weird punishment towards her made it too hard for Jiwoo to process the situation.

”I wonder what excuse you have for going off with another man,” Sookyung voiced out.

”You ȧsshole! It's because I hate you! That's why, I did not want to go out with you! And what another man? You make it sound as if I am cheating on you! What had gotten into you, Oh Sookyung!?” Jiwoo shouted due to frustrations.

Bringing her hand closer to her face, she realized that the mark from his fangs hadn't disappeared yet. Shocked by that, she rubbed the wound couple of times. However, although blood was not flowing outside of it any longer, the door did not disappear.

”Any injury coated with the King's saliva takes time to heal,” Sookyung said, ”Next time, you do something like that, you will be going through a worse punishment.”

”Heol! Oh Sookyung, is this some kind of revenge? I don't think I have done anything serious by not going outside with you. It's true that I wasn't feeling unwell; I just did not want to go out with you!

Does that hurt your pride that much that you need to make me go through this humiliation? Are you happy now, You Bastard? I thought we were getting along fine, but it seems that you are still an ȧsshole.”

”Why?” he asked.