17 The Devil’s Violence (1/2)

The Lee trio played around and bantered as they ate.

Unlike her previous gloomy dinners, this time Yeo Ri was finally able to feel at home with both her brothers around. She felt safe and comfortable.

Though all they had for dinner was ramyeon, it tasted delicious with the company she was with. It had been such a long time since she last sat down to eat a proper dinner with the two, what with their busy schedule. Though, ramyeon was hardly good enough to be counted as a proper meal.

Unfortunately, her happiness was short-lived.

With a loud bang, the man announced his presence. He stormed inside with his heavy footsteps, clearly impatient for something.

Someone.

Yeo Ri paled at his arrival.

”Let's hurry and go to bed,” Yeo Ri pulled at Gun's sleeve, ushering them to hide in their room. She knew that with the man's temper, it would not bode well for the three of them.

”What are you so afraid for?” Hyuk raised an eyebrow. Worst come to worst, the men would just get another beating. ”We're used to it.”

He cracked his knuckles and twisted his neck around, as if getting ready for a fight. Just because he was used to it, doesn't mean that he wouldn't fight back. He looked at Gun, as if challenging him.

Gun ignored the challenge. Unlike Hyuk who always bit back like a rabid beast, he preferred to just let it happen. There was no point in fighting back if the same thing was going to happen again and again. Besides, he didn't mind using his body as a shield to protect Yeo Ri. He was afraid that if he also fought back, that b*stard might target Yeo Ri, who was the weakest of the three, physically speaking.

”Hyuk-oppa, Gun-oppa, please, let's just go, okay?” She desperately begged them.

However, even if they agreed, they already ran out of time. Just as Yeo Ri finished her sentence, the devil walked in.

”Where do you think you're going?” He growled. Lee Do Joon sent a pointed gaze at Yeo Ri, as if telling her to sit still. ”Move, if you dare.”

Hyuk stood up first, protectively hiding the two from view. ”What's your f*ckin' problem this time, old b*stard?”

”Old b*stard'?” Lee Do Joon sneered. ”Mind your f*cking manners, boy!” He slammed his fist on Hyuk's face, sending him sprawling on the floor. ”Did I teach you to swear at your elders?”

”You taught me f*cking nothing, you doggone b*stard!” Hyuk quickly jumped up, sending his own fist towards the man. Lee Do Joon hadn't dodged quickly enough, and the hit landed squarely on his jaw.

”That does it!” Lee Do Joon held his bruised jaw, glaring before he lunged at the boy.

”Oppa!” Yeo Ri screamed in horror as the two exchanged blows. Yeo Ri wanted to get between them but Gun tactfully stopped her. He didn't want her to get hurt so he pushed her back, keeping her away from the fighting duo.