Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas-Chapter 112: I already apologized

I waited for Seo-Jun’s reaction with my lips tightly pressed together. My arm was throbbing.

Even if I couldn’t see my skin, I could tell that this man had left a serious bruise.

He must be very mad that I hit his precious face. His lips were still torn, but I could hardly see any other bruise on his face.

It was as expected. My punches were so weak that I could hardly scratch him. That was why he went easy on me.

For someone who got attacked out of the blue, he would’ve definitely hit back or released his Pheromones in self-defense, but he didn’t do any of that. Even when he raised his fist to hit me, he hesitated.

Why? I couldn’t tell, but all I cared about at that moment was getting a few more hits in.

And now that I was thinking about it, it did feel strange.

He must be wondering the real reason why I had hit him and wasn’t buying the whole traumatic excuse.

But I can’t tell him anything else, so he would only keep trying to figure it out while his hatred for me soared.

Or so I thought.

"So, you’ve realized I’m not a bad person." He said, moving his body back and folding his arms. "Now what?"

Now what? What did he mean?

"Do you think that overwrites the things you did to me?" He asked, his eyes sharpening by the second.

Those red eyes of his... He had slanted pupils, which made him seem more like a reptile than a normal human. No wonder he always goes on and on about me being a bunny and him being a predator.

He considered himself a vile and dangerous snake.

In that case, he shouldn’t be surprised if this bunny decided to hide from the predator, right?

"I already apologized," I said to him.

"An apology like that doesn’t cut it." He said, leaning in once more. "While it looked like you were giving an apology, you were only making excuses for your actions. You weren’t sincere in the slightest."

Ah, I see he wasn’t a complete dumbass. As expected of someone who reads books. I’m impressed. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"It’s because I wanted you to understand--"

"I still don’t understand." He interrupted me, taking a step closer, and I felt like our faces would meet, so I instinctively took a step back. "Why are you running now? Didn’t you say I wasn’t a bad guy?"

"Yes, but..." I glanced behind me. There was no way to run.

This spot had no special exit if we were excluding the window. So, if anyone was coming towards this side, they could only pass through the entrance space between the shelves.

"What? Looking to run?" He asked, but I stopped. I stood my ground, my back straightened, and my expression was firm.

If he thought I was going to run from him, then he could think again. I wasn’t scared of him. Is what I liked to tell myself. Gulp.

"Master Sun," I called. "I would like to properly apologize." I said boldly. "And this time, I won’t make any excuses."

He looked at me with his lips twisted, and I sighed. If this would get him off my neck for now, then let’s just do this.

"But it is true that you hate me." He said, and I flinched. Ah, so he noticed. "I know I don’t exactly keep tabs on the people I make out with over the years, but you’re a special character that I would’ve never been able to forget if I got involved with you. This... Is our first time meeting, and yet you hate me so much. I can see that loathing in your eyes."

When did you become an eye reader? Gosh, readers were so dangerous. They don’t just read books, but eyes and expressions as well. I was no exception.

Would I be able to fool this man then?

"Did you other ’masters’ tell you things about me?" He asked. "Is that the reason you hate me so much?"

Well, they didn’t, but I knew everything about you already since you were the worst out of the bunch before I died.

(Author here: Should I just go with the term ’in my last life’ from now on? You know, since he was originally from the world of the novel before he died, he woke up in our ordinary world and then returned to the novel at the point of the beginning. And if I want to refer to our ordinary world that he worked as a sales manager, I’ll refer it to ’the other world’ that way we won’t get confused. Let’s carry on)

"No." I shook my head. "My masters never said anything about you. In fact, they only spoke about you for the first time this morning and said they would protect me from you."

"Those bastards, what do they take me for? A criminal?"

I was being honest, not because I wanted to gain his trust or anything. My aim right here and now was to buy some time before my masters came.

Surely at this point, they would’ve started looking for me. It was only a matter of time before they got to this place and saved me from this man.

I’m putting my hopes up because they promised me they’d protect me first, so...

"So, you’re saying they didn’t tell you anything, but you simply charged at me because of the ’vibe’ I gave off." He said, and I nodded. "Then tell me," his lips curled up in a disturbing grin as he etched closer, causing my eyes to widen in alertness of actions. "What kind of vibe was it? Give me the details."

I gulped. This man... What was he trying to do?

I looked past him and bit my lips. Any moment now. They should be here any moment now, so why weren’t they here yet?

"I want to hear it." He was so close, and he was being a flirt. I think that term was too light, given I knew what kind of thoughts played around in that thick skull of his.

He grabbed my arm gently and whispered in my ear while I tried not to let my body tremble.

"What kind of vibe are you most afraid of?"

The kind of dirty one you’re giving off, you disgusting pervert.