108 The Devil’s Laughter Rings Loudly in Hell NSFW (2/2)

”You see, I am feeling very frustrated right now. Do you want to know why?” The man in the video sighed ruefully.

Yeo Ri could easily recognise who the owner of the voice was.

Lee Do Joon.

”My daughter, Yeo Ri, is a very bad girl. If it was not because of her, all of you would not have had to go through all of this. If only she had obediently spread her legs, then all of you would not have to endure this suffering.”

”Stop! Please, I beg you! Don't hurt me!” The woman shrilly screamed as the person behind the camera moved closer to her.

”Did you know? Out of all the women I've met, you look like her the most. My beautiful daughter, Lee Yeo Ri...”

The woman screamed, flailing her body in an attempt to run away.

However, the man did not give her any leeway. He kicked her several times. Then, he forced her down.

”Yeo Ri-ah... Yeo Ri-ah...” Lee Do Joon intoxicatedly moaned Yeo Ri's name as he violated the woman.

He had used her as a replacement for Yeo Ri.

Yeo Ri's heart froze at the sight. She felt her throat constrict as the feeling of wanting to throw up arose.

Once the video was finished, she could only helplessly sob, her mind and body slowly growing numb. She felt as if everything was crumbling at her fingertips.

”Mm...” Lee Do Joon purred as he took in her despair. ”Yeo Ri-ah, you are certainly better than your mother. Even with your mother, I had not felt this much desire,” he softly whispered. ”Honestly, I'm glad I didn't kill you like how I killed that b*tch.”

Receiving no response from the girl, he continued talking. ”Did you know? Your mother, that foolish b*tch, I killed her.”

He laughed, watching as confusion, disbelief, sorrow, and finally, resignation flashed in her eyes.

”That's right,” He once again caressed her cheek, wiping off her tears, ”Your mother, she didn't abandon you. It was me; I killed her. Hahahahaha—!”

”How do you feel, Yeo Ri-ah?” He asked, his voice tinged with pleasure. ”If you want, I'll gladly comfort you...”

Without waiting for a reply, he forcefully kissed her.

Yeo Ri tried to resist in panic, but he held her down securely. She twisted her head, trying to pull away, but Lee Do Joon immediately caught her by the hair and held her in place.

His slimy tongue invaded her mouth, leaving a repulsive feeling to rise up within her.

Lee Do Joon ravaged her mouth with relish. After so long, he had finally gotten a taste of those delectable lips.

Once he was satisfied, he finally stopped. A thin string of saliva stretched from his tongue. Yeo Ri was once again crying, her body trembling.

”Oppa...!” She called out. ”Oppa...!”

She desperately called for Hyuk. All the sweet kisses she had shared with Hyuk had now been tarnished by Lee Do Joon. She felt as if she had betrayed Hyuk. Her whole body shook with disgust.

”Don't bother. No one can save you now,” Lee Do Joon laughed at her feeble attempt.

He raised her dress all the way to her chest, admiring her body. Then, he took off her panties.