214: 5.24 Please Stop!

5.24 Please Stop!

Cw: torture. There isn't a drop of blood spilled but it's still kinda disgusting so I will have you warned lol2

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When the President woke up, his body abruptly jerked as he recalled what had happened that led him to the current situation, namely being bound to his office chair with his mouth taped. His eyes widened in alarm as he struggled to free himself to no avail, his throat sounding 'mm-mm!' sound. W—What had happened?! Who was the fucker that dared to do this to him in his own house?!

He wiggled his fingers, unheeding of the rope that dug into his flesh, desperately trying to press the button he knew was hidden beneath his chair. It would instantly alert his guards downstairs and lock the house down, preventing the culprit from escaping. 

"You're awake." The voice behind him caused his entire body to freeze. Sweat beaded on his forehead as chills suddenly ran down his spine. He didn't even dare to breathe too loud. H—Had that man been here this whole time?! Why didn't he notice it?! Merrick was an unusual sentinel with sight and taste senses. No matter how lousy this body had become, there was definitely no way he would have missed noticing another's presence so close to him!

Suddenly, his chair rotated one hundred and eighty degrees and Merrick's face went ghastly pale when he finally saw not only one— there were three people in the room! And… And he even knew every single one of them! The voice that had just spoken as well as the one who had definitely knocked him out earlier, was none other than General Kai whose assassination he had just arranged a few days ago! Moreover, the two other people with him were whom Merrick recognized as his secret hitman and the informant inside the hospital! 

Both of them were in an unusual condition. Their eyes were murky and they were standing in the corner of the room like puppets. Mind manipulation, Merrick realized with dread. General Kai must have detained them alive and extorted all information he needed to track his way here—

No, it wasn't right either! For starters, nobody knew the location of Merrick's private residence except for a handful of people and he had also made sure to keep it a tight secret from the public. More importantly, how… how had General Kai zoomed in on him? The hitman had been trained not to divulge any confidential information about their boss even until they breathed their last and the informant had been hired through many secondary middlemen. The man didn't even know that he was working for the President so how could General Kai find out about it?!

Lu Yizhou enjoyed the confusion, apprehension, dread and alarm that flashed through the President's face. He gave it five more seconds before he stepped aside and showed what he was coming for. 

In an instant, Merrick's eyes became as wide as saucers, bloodshot and he thrashed around with new vigor. It was no use, Lu Yizhou had triple-checked that the chair would be destroyed first before Merrick could escape and if 666's information was accurate — which was always — that meant Merrick's body had been weakened enough for the King to seek another vessel. And that was where the main protagonist Joshua came in.

But to add to the King's despair, he deliberately taunted. "No use trying to break free and you don't have to call for the guards either. In this house, there are only you, me, and them." Lu Yizhou gestured at them one by one, reveling in how the struggle drained from Merrick's body and the despair that seeped into his reddening eyes.

Being a villain felt very good, the corner of Lu Yizhou's lips ticked up slightly. It was no wonder that his lover had taken on the role, aside from how his life was mostly a tragedy of course.

Lu Yizhou turned to give a full bow toward the camera that was diligently live streaming the scene. Even without looking, he could already imagine how it would blow up. 

[The President, being taken hostage in an unknown location, his life and death uncertain?!] That was the clickbait title of the channel, courtesy to 666 whose life consisted of 90% drama.

  [666: Host, Host! Our audience has already reached five thousand and is still growing! The comment section has exploded! Oh my God, this is so exciting!]

With the air of someone who was announcing the weather forecast and not someone who had become a major crime offender, he took his seat in another folded chair, crossed his leg and inclined his head toward the camera. "Hello, everyone. I deeply apologize for taking up your time in such an ungodly hour. I am sure that you're all confused as to what is going on here. Let me introduce myself. I am General Kai, the leader of Special Operation Force, as well as one of the victims in the bombing incident that happened more than a week ago in Wria Plaza." 

He paused for a few seconds for the audience to take the fact in. Beside him, the President was already sweating buckets and kept letting out whimpers through his sealed mouth. "I have President Merrick here with me." In one swift movement, he tore the tape away from Merrick's mouth mercilessly. Merrick groaned in pain and the momentum forced his head to the side. Discreetly, the President seized that split second to lick the greenish blood on his lips. Lu Yizhou's sight sense took in all of it, a calculating smile playing on his lips. He grabbed Merrick's chin roughly and forced him to face the camera. "Please greet the viewers, Sir."

"You—!" Merrick sent him a death glare, his face reddened in fury. "What are you trying to do, General?!"

"Oh, I am sure you know it fully." Lu Yizhou gave a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I really don't like talking in circles, President."

Merrick's face paled further. In a burst of survival instinct, he hollered toward the camera. "Please call help! My address is—hmph!" Lu Yizhou forced the President's sock into his own mouth and glued the tape back. The President's taste sense instantly worked overdrive to process the thing on his tongue. The acidic sweat, dirt, fabric softener, soap, leather shoes, stale taste of fabric that had been dried naturally by air, and worst, his smelly and pungent feet. Merrick gagged, trying to spit out the offensive thing in his mouth only to be hindered by the tape. His eyes rolled backward, assaulted by the biohazard smell that could kill. Bile rose in his throat and he clenched his fists tight to swallow it back down. Tears began to gather in his eyes and slid down his cheeks. Please… Please stop! He couldn't—

Little did he know, Lu Yizhou was just getting started. 

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