8 The Angel Who Was Dragged Into Hell NSFW (2/2)

”Dad, what are you doing?!” Yeo Ri's heart chilled. She struggled even more violently but the man did not stop. ”Dad, why are you doing this to me?!” She sobbed, trying to push him away, but he was too strong for her small body.

Again, she received a hit from the irate man. ”I told you to shut up! Who knows whose b*stard you are! I've taken care of you for so long, so you should at least be grateful and pay me back!”

”Stop! Aaah!”

Roughly, he forced himself on her.

Yeo Ri felt as if she had fallen into hell. Pain invaded her, stemming from the place she was being violated from.

”No! Take it out! It hurts!” Yeo Ri cried. ”Stop!”

No matter how much she sobbed and begged, the man turned a deaf ear. He grunted as he thrusted into her again and again and again.

”Oppa! Help!” Yeo Ri screamed until her throat felt raw. The man pulled her hair roughly, pushing her face on the floor. ”Oppa!”

”Shut up!” He growled. Her screaming was getting on his nerves. ”No one's home. Don't even bother! No one's going to save you, you dirty sl*t!”

”No!” Hearing his words, she struggled even harder. ”No, stop! Stop!”

Lee Do Joon grabbed her by the hair and made her look at him. ”Listen here,” he hissed. ”Keep struggling, and I'll make sure your brothers won't live to see tomorrow. Got it?”

Yeo Ri shuddered violently. Something in his eyes told her that he was not joking.

”No, please...” Yeo Ri's voice died down. In her mind, she pictured her brothers lying in their own pools of blood, with the man laughing maniacally near them. 'See, this is your fault,' the man says.

”No...” The threat worked on her. Soon, she stilled, stopping her efforts to get away. She stared at the ceiling, hoping that he would let her go soon.

”Good girl,” he purred in satisfaction. Receiving no resistance from the girl, he continued violating her with more vigour. His thrusts became more rushed as he pushed deeper.

Yeo Ri bit back her voice, her fists turning white from the strength she put into gripping the bedding underneath her. A tear dripped from the corner of her eyes as she looked at the ceiling.

She hoped that someone might come home soon, and save her from this hell.