Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas-Chapter 113: ...did you think you could get rid of me that easily?

Chapter 113: ...did you think you could get rid of me that easily?

I decided to give up on waiting and just tackle this issue on my own. So much for trusting them, I guess. But they weren’t to blame since I was the one who decided to play this little game of ’hide and seek’.

For all I knew, they might just think I wanted to get some time to myself and decided not to disturb me.

Who would I blame then? Maybe I should’ve left a note.

But if I did leave a note, I’m sure I would’ve written that I wanted to go to the library and spend some time alone because I never would’ve imagined that this man would be here.

Once again, I would have myself to blame.

"Your vibe..." I opened my mouth to speak.

"Yes? Yes? Tell me." He was eager to hear it, and I wondered if he wanted to use it as a weapon against me.

Since I loathed the sight of him, he probably wanted to get back at me by being and doing that very thing I despised.

You want to take advantage of my weakness? Let’s see you try.

"It felt like you were the type who enjoyed inflicting pain and watching your opponent cry." I said, throwing my gaze away as if embarrassed by my own thoughts. "Somehow, who was a disgusting and selfish pervert." Okay, that one was personal. I couldn’t say it to his face, so I might as well say it in another way.

His eyebrows hitched a bit, feeling disturbed by my words, but what could he do about it? I wasn’t directing it at him to begin with.

"And you’re saying there was an Alpha in the past who had this same vibe go after you?" He asked, and I flinched. "So, you’re not clean."

"Shut up!" I yelled subconsciously and covered my mouth right away. This man made me lash out without thinking. He was glaring again. Probably warning me.

It made me mad that the first thing he thought of was that I might’ve been sullied. The others would never think that.

"I’m clean." I said, feeling the urge to cry, but I wiped it away with my determination to smack this guy’s face with the hard truth. "He never got to touch me because I killed him." The look in my eyes was deadly, and Seo-Jun whistled, impressed.

"So, because you killed the first guy who had the same ’vibe’ as me, did you think you could get rid of me that easily? And even if you did, did you think you would get away with it?" He asked, and I pouted my lips.

He was right. I would’ve never been able to get away with it, but that was if I had plans to kill him.

I hated him, but I could never kill him.

"I’m sorry, but my body acted on its own." I said. "As soon as I saw you, my feet moved, and the only thought I could think of was how to hit you, despite inflicting pain on my own body."

"That’s interesting. Really interesting." Now, he was amused. "So, it’s not me you hate but the ’vibe’ I give off."

Technically, I hate both, but let’s leave him to think that.

"It makes me uncomfortable." I spoke honestly. "I know you’re my master, and I would like to respect you as that, but can you allow me the freedom of expressing my discomfort? The other masters are..."

At the mention of that, his eyebrows furrowed and he frowned, grabbing me by the chin.

"I don’t care what the others said or did while I wasn’t here. When I feel like doing this or that, I’ll do it. And when I don’t want to listen to you crap at me, I’ll make sure to put you in your place."

So, he felt like listening to my crap right now? Well, that’s not too bad.

"Let me tell you. You were right about the ’vibe’ I give off. I might not be a bad guy, but I like to see my partner scream from the pain I inflict on them." He hardened his grip on my chin, looming over me like a sudden danger. "I like to watch them cry and beg me to stop as I inflict more pain on them. It makes me feel so good that I don’t think I’ll ever want to get rid of this ’vibe’. In fact, I think you’ll come to enjoy it." He laughed, and I felt chills run down my spine.

Every word he said confirmed his sadistic taste. This man was so weird, dangerous, and a pervert. It made me shiver in fear, wondering what he

"Do you want to know the name of my favorite novel?" He asked as he let go of my chin, and I got curious. But my curiosity didn’t last and even made me feel stupid when he said, "The title is ’a thousand and one ways to make a sub a full sub’." He said, and my face crinkled a bit in disgust.

Of all the treasures in this place, he chose ’that’ as his favorite? He was definitely living up to his role.

But to think he was the owner of the library... Brr... I could still feel shivers.

"I’ll lend out my favorite book to you some time." He said, inching closer, but I pressed my hand on his chest, pushing him away.

"Thank you, but I don’t think I’ll be able to read that." I said to him, and he grinned. "I’m not into BDSM, master."

"And yet you call me master." He said, and I frowned. He had a disgusting, insinuating smirk on his lips.

Come on, dude. Don’t make this any weirder than it already is.

"I think it would fit quite well if you called me master while I teach you a thing or two about the happenings of my favorite book." He said, inching closer to the point our bodies were almost pressed together, but I wasn’t buying it.

This pervert... He just wanted to take me to bed, tie me up, and blindfold me.

"If you don’t want me to call you ’master’ daily, then you can give me an alternative," I said. "But I’m serious, master. I... I don’t like pain one bit."

"Sure, everyone’s like that at first, but they end up changing their minds after I break them."

You mean break their minds, right?

This man was capable of driving a normal human being crazy with pain mixed with pleasure. Especially the weak minds.

But I wasn’t weak-minded, so it would just be suffering for me.

"I appreciate it, but I don’t want to be broken, either." I said, and his cunning smirk turned into a dissatisfied frown.

"Your honesty has a way of getting on my skin."

"Master Shin told me to always be honest if I didn’t want to end up with the short end of the stick or suffer." I said. He didn’t say those exact words, but it was similar.

"I told you that whatever those guys said, it has nothing to do with me and--" he suddenly paused, and it made me wonder what he was thinking about.

He was thinking, right?

And then, his lips curled up in a smirk, and he glanced back at me.

"Alright, I know what you can do to overwrite your mistake."