Use Me Like A Drug (omegaverse bl) Chapter 107: He did

Yujun’s POV

’He probably didn’t see us’ my oga says.

He did.

’He probably didn’t hear us’ he says.

He did.

I know Jaehyun did, he locked eyes with , he saw .

Salvation just walked pass ...just like that?

Is he sick? Was his rut too rough?

I can sll the smoky remnant of his rut, I know he has a patch on, but the sll is a sign that he is freshly out of rut.

"Yah, Yah" I call and walk after him to catch up with him but a man in shades stands in my way with a grim look.

He is the new personal guard that has been monitoring and breathing down my neck these past few days.

"Young master, your presence is needed" he says in a robotic voice that flies over my head but sinks into my mind.

My body turns around to follow him while my mind is still walking behind Jaehyun, yelling at him for not looking at .

’Don’t you know? I spent days and hours counting down to when I would see you’ I am angrily saying to him with my fists clenched.

’You idiot, can’t you see that now is the perfect ti? Take !’ I am screaming at him.

The guard guides by holding my arm firmly.

"I saw you with him" the guard says as we keep walking, "try anything funny and it would turn out badly" he says and opens the door that leads to the main hall for .

I don’t give him a reply. My heart is too broken to give him a response.

He pushes into the hall, and I force my legs to work to carry to the place where my father stands with a cup in hand and smile on face.

"Here he is, the oga of our century" father announces and a cheer rip through the crowd.

I feel my lips stretch into the practiced smile I have faked all my life.

I scan the crowd, they are all smiling, it’s fake. Everything is fake.

The room is glittering with expensive jewelry and bright lights, but I don’t see any of their face.

My salvation is standing there, he’s not smiling with the others, he looks...dark.

’Take ’ I plead in my head, hoping that he hears , that he saves .

"My son has always been different and outstanding" father says while my eyes are fixed on Jaehyun, he’s not looking at still.

’Hwang Jaehyun, you bastard, why aren’t you taking away?’

’Hwang Jaehyun?’ I call for him.

And as if he can hear my internal screams at him, he turns his head to his n, with a nod they all leave the hall silently.

I watch their backs as they leave the hall without drawing any attention, and my shoulders fall.

I dread and hoped for nothing, I should have remained as I was.

Hopeless and pessimistic, it has taken this far in life...what was I thinking to let hope get to ?

"The Kangs and the Chois are entering a new era" father says and the people clap, knowing that they have so much to win from the sale of a person they don’t care about.

"My heart is full of joy! Cheers to partnership, cheers to prosperity" father says loudly and raises his glass like a trophy.

The hundred people who had co to witness this exchange also raise their glasses to drink to a new era.

These are n who claim to fight against primitive way, to hate bondage but here they are cheering for .

My new bondage.

I lift my eyes and et Kang Sihyuk’s eyes, the ugly man grins at and lifts his glass, a mock cheer.

My eyes sting from staring for so long without bleeding.

This is what I am now...his good. Bought and paid for in full.

The party continues and a few of the investors swarm to ’complint’ , asking questions and touching ...a new thing.

I want out. I want it to stop. I have a gun hidden on ...but...the one I was willing to fight for has left .

Muy stomach flutters and I pay attention to the n and won surrounding , they shower with more praise and father amplifies every word they say.

"He is pretty" one would say, "yes and he is very effective at clan duties" father would add.

"He would demand less care than a woman" another would say, "yes, the pleasure is sa...even more" father would say.

It’s a marketing strategy, a backup plan, if the kangs don’t want , there should be newly baited custors.

If my status as an oga hadn’t been exposed...this wouldn’t be happening.

Everything else goes on around like I am just a wallpaper in a new dungeon.

My eyes are wide open but ti flies by like a blur, by the ti I co to my senses, I’m in front of my family ho in the car designated for .

00:00

Midnight. A new day.

One countdown has ended, and another has started.

Four days to salvation has ended, five days to damnation has begun.

"Good job today" father says as he steps out of his own car with his cane in his hand.

"We have a can eting right now" he says and we all go into the designated eting room.

The board in the room still has pictures of his opponents with sticky notes.

He’s selling off to Kang Sihyuk, yet the man is on his board, still labelled an enemy with a parenthesis to kill or not to kill.

The clan mbers are seated for the eting, and I join them in my seat, it is unsettling to find Yoon Sehwa in the eting.

"why is she here?" I ask without thinking and father growls at , "because she is a more useful choi than you will ever be" he says and I nod.

"In four days’ ti, the Kangs will be here for Yujun. We will step back and prepare for war. The Hwangs dares to kill my n" father says bitterly.

"I want Hwang Jaehyun’s head as soon as possible" he says and I go slack in my seat.

I hate my life.