The moonlight through the rows of floor-to-ceiling windows made the dim living room a touch of faintness and privacy.

There were two people who had an argument near the window.

"Jola... come on, let go, don't be here... I, I am going to your room, okay?"

Hugh was frightened ,he was uncomfortable and upset. He didn't want to be haunted by this humiliation!

This living room was too dangerous.

If someone saw them, he will be over.

Jola smiled softly and whispered beside Hugh' s ear.

"Are you afraid? Master... I like you beg me. Your voice is so nice, so charming."

He grabbed Hugh's hand on his lips. His gentle voice made a strong contrast with... his strong kiss!

He bit Hugh's fingertips until the man cried.

"I just bit you, did you hurt?"

Jola put his head on Hugh's shoulder. He turned his head and breathed on Hugh's sensitive skin.

Suddenly this hug became gentle.

He grabbed Hugh's waist and kept asking him that did it hurt, did he need help.

"Stop that, I beg you, Jola." Hugh closed his eyes and sighed deeply. He felt a deep weariness, which tossed his heart, let him almost vomit.

Jola stunned, he stopped laughing but held Hugh's face and looked at him with moonlight.

"Hugh...you are so beautiful."

His sudden praise, without a trace of humiliation, made Hugh unacceptable.

Beautiful?

What did that mean?

What did he want?

He can stand everything for his child.

In order to protect his son from discrimination, in order not to let Jola hurt his son, his endurance and concession were enough.

But now he was confused.

To what extent did he endure Jola and when did he break out?

If that day comes... He may kill Jola!

He will find a way to kill Jola just like what he did to that demon!

"...Are you not afraid that I would kill you."

Hugh looked at Jola desperately, his sound was cool, but it sounded a little wronged.

Killed him?

Ah……

Jola laughed. He touched Hugh's neck and slid up to grab his hair violently, which seemed to knock his hair off!

"Master, come, come to kill me. I am waiting for you."

He did not seem to be afraid of death.

Hugh grabbed Jola's hand suddenly. He looked at him and became more and more vicious.

"Jola, do you really think that your simple trick can control me forever? In the past few days... I have considered a lot. I advise you, don't be too excessive. Don't push me, or you will die in a gutter."

For such a long time, he just let Jola play. On the one hand, it was because it happened all of a sudden, he was scared.

On the other, he still had a touch of benevolence to Jola.

He knew this child very well, he had seen him grow up from childhood.

He even did not believe that Jola would be the one who threatened others by this means.

And... he was uncontrollably fond of this child.

He was reluctant to hurt him.

But he can't stand the humiliation for no reason!

Especially Jola always irritated him deliberately because of his physical specificity?

"You are scaring me, aren't you?"

Jola naively thought that as long as he had the video, Hugh would do everything he asked.

However, there were too many available ways to handle him in the adult world.

It's really not hard to destroy a young man who was helpless without any background.

Hugh sighed and looked at Jola. There were too many things that Jola could not understand in Hugh's eyes.

"What are you looking, do you despise me?" Jola was provoked by Hugh's eyes. He was annoyed, punching Hugh in the neck, tearing his pajamas and kissing him.

There were bites everywhere, simply terrific.

He still wanted to bully Hugh more.

"Don't do it again."

Hugh gasped with red face.

He grabbed Jola's hand and looked at him, said: “Jola, enough, really enough! If you let me be seen by them... I will die!”

"Oh, are you threatening me with yourself? Do you think I care about you? Go ahead, I can't wait to see!"

That's not true.

He didn't think so.

He was irritated by Hugh's words, he was so scared, so it just came out.

Hugh just looked at Jola with disbelief. He couldn't believe that Jola... really didn't care about him.

He thought, after these days, Jola would change.

It seemed that it just was his wishful thinking.

"Don't look at me like that."

Jola suddenly got panicked. He covered Hugh's eyes and pressed his body, but he didn't do anything.

He was so close to Hugh's body, listening to his heartbeat and feeling his breath...

"Just go back."

Jola did not do that finally.

Jola took his hand off Hugh's eyes. He looked at Hugh turn away and go upstairs to the room. Looking at the empty living room, he blinked and he was uncontrollably upset.

"Why, why did I say that..."

Jola slapped himself resentfully.

The loud crack echoed in the quiet living room in the midnight.

By doing that, his unhealed wounds began to hurt again.

Speaking of that, the reason why he was so angry was mostly that Hugh asked Adela to help him with the medicine.

At that time, after Hugh went upstairs, Adela was very enthusiastic to help him, but he refused.

If it was Hugh who helped him, that would be terrific.

This thought possessed Jola.

When Hugh returned to the room, Irene slept deeply.

He closed the door, lay down on the bed quietly and pulled up the sheet.

He kept thinking about Jola with his eyes open.

He was kind of sad at the thought of Jola's cruel words.

Jola definitely didn't like him at all.