Chapter 14: Chapter 14
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Lifting my body to check on my siblings, my mom still hadn't returned from her distant dream trip.
I took a dry towel and thoroughly wiped my mom's pussy, where juice and semen were leaking, and put on her panties.
And, I also wiped my liquid-covered cock.
"Mom, you need to get up and get dressed."
"I can't get up. Ha! There's no strength in my body."
My mom smiled widely and turned her head to one side to look at me.
"Still, get up and get dressed before the kids wake up."
"Dress me."
My mom stretched out her hands in front of me and teased sweetly.
I giggled at how pretty it was, grabbed her hand, and pulled, taking her short-sleeved T-shirt and putting it on her arm.
As my mom finished the sweatshirt, she held out the skirt she was holding.
The mother sat down, slipped the skirt around her legs, and moved her hips to put on the skirt.
When my mother finished her clothes, I took my mom's hand again and lifted her, and hugged her.
"Mom, don't be sad. Because sooner or later I will try to invent a way to make money. You have to believe in me."
My mom, her eyes widened and looked at me, and said.
"How will you make money? It's not that your mom doesn't believe in you but-..."
"Impossible. Mom doesn't believe me? If I say that I can make money, then I can make it. All mom has to do is see if I make money or not."
"I don't know what you think, but since my son says he can do it, Mom will believe him."
My mom said she believed my words, but it seemed like she didn't believe them at all.
"All right Mom. You'll just have to see if I can make money or not."
My mom laughed at my assertiveness, then tilted her head and went into the kitchen.
As my mom prepared dinner, I woke up my younger siblings to eat.
While eating dinner, my younger siblings bragged to my mother about their visit to the Royal Palace, as well as the black sauce noodles they ate.
My mom complimented me that I did well, saying that her eldest son did a good job as an older brother, and she stroked my cheek saying that she was proud of me.
Three days had passed since I taught Brandon a lesson.
After lunch, I was playing console games at Caleb's house.
"Daniel. Brandon, that bastard got beaten up so badly, is it okay?"
Caleb asked as he suddenly thought of Brandon.
"That bastard will be fine. Because I hit him not too hard."
I said that to reassure Caleb, but to be honest, I was quite worried inside as I thought of what to do if something went wrong.
'That bastard. Won't I get in trouble if things get worse?'
No matter how much I'm a middle-aged man with rich experience in the world, even if I'm a regressive middle-aged man, it's not a common thing to beat someone to death.
I didn't express it on the outside, but I was worried inside and I became unfocused on the game.
Finally, after playing a few more games, I got up from my seat.
"Caleb, I'm leaving first."
"Why are you leaving already? After the game, Mom asked me to make something delicious so we can both go and have dinner."
"Next time. I'm pretty busy right now, say hi to your mom."
Leaving Caleb behind, I went to Brandon's house.
"Brandooon… Are you home?"
When I shouted at the door of Brandon's house, the door opened and a beautiful young woman came out.
"Eh?"
I couldn't speak properly and froze at the sight of the beautiful girl who opened the door.
Long straight black hair that reached her back, a face with an egg-shaped face with a pointed chin, fair skin, and a height that seemed to be slightly over 160 cm. She was wearing a light blue and dark brown short-sleeved blouse with a pleated skirt that slightly covered her knees, and her well-stretched calves and ankles as thin as her wrists could be seen at a glance.
The blouse was open with two buttons, but the protruding breasts that looked like B cups and the narrowed waistline were impressive.
At a glance, I could recognize that it was Brandon's older sister who was in the previous photo.
"Who are you?"
"Ah. Yes. I'm Brandon's friend."
Brandon's sister was so beautiful that I stammered without realizing it.
"Are you his friend? Brandon's not feeling well right now."
"Yeah. I know. He said he wasn't feeling well, so I came to see what was going on."
"Okay? Since you came to visit him. Then come in."
Glancing my nervous figure up and down, she opened the door reluctantly.
Upon entering the room, Brandon was asleep, sweating profusely and grunting.
By Brandon's bedside, there was a glass of water and a medicine bag on his tray.
'Fortunately, he doesn't seem to be dying.'
Seeing that he could eat and drink at home, it seemed like he wouldn't be hospitalized.
After following Brandon's older sister into the room and sitting next to Brandon, she started talking to me.
"He took some medicine a while ago and fell asleep from the medicine, so he won't know that you came."
"How is Brandon, is he doing well?"
"Fortunately, there are no broken bones or internal organ injuries, but the blow he received was so severe that the doctor said he has to lie like this until the bruises heal. Wow. I'm going to die of resentment knowing what she went through. As soon as I catch the culprit, I'm going to pull out all of that guy's hair."
Brandon's older sister puffed up her cheeks and giggled as if she was angry.
'Ouch. If she finds out that it was me who caused her brother to become like this, this beautiful older sister will tear out all my hair.'
Even if that's what I was thinking, for some reason, I had the strange thought that if it was a beautiful older sister, it would be nice to be treated like that.
"Here, big sister. What's your name?"
It's natural to be interested in a beautiful girl, so I naturally asked the name of the older sister who was facing me at the moment.
"Me? I'm Chloe. Then what's your name?"
"My name is Daniel. I go to the same school as your brother Brandon."
I laughed and joked as I answered, but Chloe's face hardened, and started glaring at me.
"Your name is Daniel, right?"
"Yes. But why?"
"Are you the Daniel who made my brother Brandon like this?"
When such words flew out of Chloe's mouth, I was taken aback for a moment and stammered, unable to answer properly.
"You! Come with me!"
Chloe got up and went to the kitchen, shaking off the cold.
'Ah. She's going to rip my hair out.' I followed slowly.
When I left the room, Chloe closed the door carefully and stood in front of me with her arms crossed, afraid that Brandon would wake up.
It was somehow very funny to see a small woman who was almost 30 cm shorter than me, angry, crossing her arms and glaring at me.
"Are you a thug? What did my poor little brother do wrong that you made him like that?"
Chloe, who was glaring at me, suddenly shouted while pointing at me.
When I heard her mention that her little brother Brandon was a poor, pathetic person, I suddenly burst out laughing.
"NO. Do you joke around when adults talk to you?"
My smile must have looked like mockery because Chloe's palm flew to my face.
Reflexively, I grabbed Chloe's wrist.
"Why would you do such a cruel thing to my poor little brother, you bully? Did your mother never teach you anything good? Or maybe your mother was so stupid that she didn't teach her son anything good?"
Chloe screamed as I tried to remove her hand from my grasp.
Amid Chloe's screaming, a word that left me dumbfounded caught my ear.
Earlier I would have said I was quite sorry and apologized, and let her hit me for a while for causing her brother like that, but the words she let out made me undo my previous intention.
There are lines that people should not cross.
One of them is swearing at parents.
Furthermore, when she dared to put my mom whom I loved more than my life into her filthy mouth, my head became a little dizzy, and my anger gushed out.
The moment I thought, 'This is why people commit murder', my anger reached the top of my head, and my whole body trembled.
I couldn't speak for a while, I was angry and just glared at Chloe, trying to curb the dark thoughts I had.
"What are you going to do glaring at me like a stupid asshole? Huh?"
With Chloe's hand still held in mine, she yelled at me.
"What did you just say?"
I said as I became furious, I still tried to calm down, and my voice sounded cold, and in answer to my question, harsh words came out of this woman's dirty mouth.
"What? Fuck? What's with all these babies? Where did that young bastard learn to talk nonsense?"
As if she didn't understand the situation yet, Chloe slapped my cheek with her other hand as she cursed.
It wouldn't have hurt so much if I was in a state of joy and humor, but the situation in which I was currently enraged by her foul mouth made me want to slap this woman back hard.
As I looked at Chloe, my eyes became more and more alive, and a cold smile hung on my mouth as she was surprised.
Chloe, who was screaming while trying to slap me, finally looked into my eyes and her body trembled.
"OK. This fucking bitch I'm going to kill you like I did that asshole Brandon. Let's see which one is worse."
Chloe, her eyes trembled violently, as if she finally understood the situation in my lifeless and cold appearance.
I reached out my free hand to her and grabbed Chloe by the back of her hair, and pressed her head.
"Ah. That hurts. Let go! Let go of me, bastard!"
I released my hand holding Chloe's wrist and slapped the back of her head from top to bottom with the palm of my hand.
*Slap*
"Ah..."
Because I was holding her hair, Chloe couldn't even fall, and she hung in the air and didn't fall just because of the grip I had on her hair.
With Chloe's head down, she struggled, hitting my hands with both of hers in an attempt to get my hands off her head, and I hit the back of Chloe's head with the palm of her hand again.
*Slap*
"How dare your filthy mouth issue an insult to my mom? You're very determined to die aren't you?"
As I spoke, Chloe, although weaker than before, still had some strength, as I slapped Chloe on the back of her head.
Even as Chloe was slapped, she somehow struggled to remove my hand from her hair, but she couldn't resist my strength, and as the pain continued, she finally burst into tears.
"Ah. That's all your resistance is. Don't cry. If you cry, I'll keep slapping you."
Once again, I slapped the back of her head with the palm of my hand.
In a situation where she couldn't do anything, she had no choice but to be slapped, so Chloe, as I said, tried to hold back her crying.
She didn't expect to get humiliated like this.
She couldn't move because the back of her hair was grabbed by a young man like me, and the back of her head was constantly slapped.
However, it was only a fleeting thought that she might have had, because if you keep getting slapped in the same position, you'll want to avoid it at some point.
But as soon as you start feeling the desire to avoid and are unsuccessful, then humiliation will inevitably turn into submission.
"Hey, you stupid bitch, if you have a brain, think about it. Don't you see how your brother is currently dying because of me? Do you think the person who beat up your brother like that is normal? If you have that kind of understanding, you shouldn't be attacking me recklessly like this."
"Do I look weak that you dare to attack me and insult my mom? Because of you, I'm going to make Brandon's life ruined from now on. When that bastard wakes up, I'll make you want to die every day from seeing your little brother's life ruined from today. Let's see how long that lasts you bitch."
"And what? Poor Brandon? You must be blind. Are you saying that you know exactly what your brother's life is like outside the house? Do you know what that asshole is doing out there? Hey, you stupid bitch, if it weren't for the current situation, I would burst out laughing to hear you call Brandon a poor person."
"And you cursed my mom earlier, didn't you? You bastard! You don't know who my mom is. Have you ever met my mom? You don't know who my mom is, but you dare to curse my mom with that filthy mouth of yours, you must want to die."
I grabbed Chloe by the hair and pushed her down, continuing to slap the back of her head with the palm of my hand as she cried.
As my violence continued, Chloe screamed in pain every time I slapped her, and her body trembled as she cried.
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Chapter 15: Chapter 15
First and foremost, I would like to express my gratitude for the numerous responses from the readers, and therefore, I extend my heartfelt thanks.
Returning to the main issue, I am aware that there may be some individuals who disagree with the decision I made in chapter 14, and I can only say that I am delighted with such responses because such criticism helps me recognize areas where I may have fallen short in my writing. Of course, I am grateful to those who can provide constructive criticism.
Regarding my decision in chapter 14, I can only acknowledge that it was not the best course of action. I am well aware of that. However, I deliberately took that step to illustrate the unstable mental and emotional state of our main character, Daniel.
Do you believe that a man who has experienced bankruptcy, infertility, divorce, and eventually depression can become a normal person without mental issues, even if he gets a second chance? I believe that's unlikely. Furthermore, if you carefully read chapter 1, I vividly portrayed Daniel's highly unstable mental state by depicting his strong desire to kill someone on the other end of the phone call. So, let me clarify here that Daniel is not mentally or emotionally stable; he is a depressed individual and a scoundrel who engaged in an illicit relationship with his mother. Certainly, a mentally healthy person would not engage in such a relationship after getting a second chance, right?
But will Daniel remain a scoundrel like he is now? Absolutely not! He will evolve and grow as time passes.
That's all I wanted to say. Once again, I express my gratitude, and I will continue to look forward to cultured readers' feedback and constructive criticism in the future.
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I don't know how many times I slapped her head.
Probably up to a couple of dozen.
She tried to resist, but her head was bowed, she couldn't move, and she didn't look like she was crying when she was slapped.
She spoke words quietly, softening her voice.
"Do you understand what you did wrong?"
"Sorry… I was wrong. Sorry..."
With Chloe's voice soft and sobbing, she replied.
"I couldn't hear clearly. What?"
"Sorry."
"What have you done wrong?"
I asked Chloe, bringing my ear closer to hers.
"Your mother... I cursed..."
"And again?"
"Um... I don't even know... I didn't... I cursed..."
"Okay. I know. But did you still dare to stand there before even after knowing that you made a mistake?"
I pressed my arm down with her hair.
Chloe tried to hold on for a while, but her head hurt too, and she knelt on the floor as if she couldn't stand my strength.
"Now I'm ready to talk. Don't make me angry If I get really upset, I can kill you and that bastard."
Chloe bowed her head, and she stood still, crying and sobbing.
"You're ready to answer questions this time, right?"
"Yes, yes."
"Don't cry. I just hate crying. Not because I cry but because I'm nice. Fuck off. Are you going to cry and scream after doing something wrong? Don't cry. Understand?"
"Yeah, yeah."
I let go of Chloe's head, picked up the plastic cart chair that was lying on one of my sides, and sat right in front of Chloe who was kneeling.
As I sat closer, it was as if Chloe was sandwiched between my crotch.
When I let go of her head, I took my hand and rubbed it on her head, smoothing her hair.
"Hey, shit. Your name is Chloe, right?"
Chloe looked at me after hearing my question.
All the venom in her eyes had disappeared, and she looked terrified.
Chloe finally got a good look at the man sitting in front of her right now.
He was muscular and solid-looking, he was taller than most adults, and his hair was cut short like a sports athlete's.
Fear welled up from the bottom of her chest as she recalled her previous foolish decision to attack this horrible man.
Chloe felt trembling involuntarily as she recalled her previous stupid decisions.
She was so scared that she asked what she should say, but she couldn't answer.
"Oh shit. It pisses me off can't you answer quickly?"
While I was angry, Cho Young-hee was surprised and answered, "Yes."
"How old are you?"
"I'm nineteen."
"What? You're not even twenty yet?"
"Yes."
"Why answer like that? Do you think it's embarrassing to answer a young man respectfully?"
"No... No..."
As my voice grew cold, Chloe, startled by my anger, straightened her posture and shook her head vigorously.
"Hey, Chloe. Looks like you know my name. Brandon, what did that bastard say?"
"He just said that he was beaten up by someone named Daniel."
"Then did you hear about why that bastard was beaten up?"
"NO."
"What? That's ridiculous. You don't even know why she was beaten up? And then you insult my mom? What a bitch wants to die."
When I raised my hand as if to slap her, Chloe was afraid of being slapped again, and in an instant, she buried her face in my crotch and fell face down.
The distance between the two of them was so close that she unconsciously put her hand on my crotch and pressed it down.
I was dumbfounded by the current situation, so I just stared at the back of Chloe's head.
When I didn't slap her after a long wait, Chloe raised her frightened face and looked at me.
As I sat with my legs wide open, not realizing her hands were currently still resting on my crotch, Chloe looked up at my face.
"Hi! What are you doing now? Are you teasing me now? It's out of my mind."
The hand that I was going to slap earlier reached forward and grabbed Chloe's face, stroked her smooth cheek, and patted her cheek with the opposite hand.
"Hey! Snap out of it. Can't you figure out the situation now? You insulted my mom, so now I'm really angry. Does this look like a joke? Huh?"
Chloe who I stroked her cheeks couldn't answer, just shook her head vigorously from side to side with a face of confusion and embarrassment.
"Hey! Take your hands away. I can't be bothered to understand the atmosphere."
It was only then that Chloe realized that her hand was stuck in my crotch, and she quickly pulled both hands to her chest.
Even so, she lowered her head, her face flushed as if she was embarrassed.
"Listen. I'll explain why I hit that bastard."
I reached out my hand and grabbed Chloe's chin, and I looked into her eyes with mine.
Brandon hits people with shovels in gang fights, gets friendly with the school bully seniors and does stupid things, steals money from kids and drinks, smokes, recently beat up my friend and stole his money, etc. I explained all the bullying things Brandon has done over the years. I explained all the bullying things Brandon had been doing all these years.
And, as a person who got perfect grades in all subjects and was ranked first in the whole school, I was on a different level than Brandon, and since Brandon dared to touch my friend, so I stepped forward. I explained all that to the girl in front of me.
Although Chloe was older than me, she was now just a naive woman with no social experience, she was only 19 years old.
As my explanation continued, Chloe's eyes shook violently and she couldn't look me in the eye, as if she was shocked.
"Hey, Chloe. Don't you know that your little brother is acting like a bully?"
"Y-Yeah. I don't know. He was just a good little brother to me all along."
"Hey, you asshole. This is all your fault. If your little brother lives like an asshole, then you should fix him. Does it make sense that you didn't pay attention and didn't know until he became such trash? Is that kid smart? Or are you stupid for not realizing that?"
Although I shouted angrily, Chloe didn't say anything and just lowered her head.
"Hi. Chloe. I have no intention of forgiving that bastard Brandon. He's not good enough, he's a bully bastard who always hangs out with his bully seniors. I'm going to keep beating the shit out of him so he doesn't do that shit again. Okay? Every time I see that bastard from now on, I'm going to beat him up, so you should know that. The little brother you thought was good should run away when he sees me now. Whenever I see him on the street or at school, I will beat him to death."
I spoke very harshly.
When Chloe saw me like that, her face turned blue and her body trembled.
I meant to do that to Brandon.
Of course, Brandon was the one who would try to get back at me by telling the seniors that he couldn't deal with me.
So, I thought of making him tremble with fear to the point of urinating when he just looked at me.
Chloe, who was trembling, suddenly started rubbing her hands together and begged me for forgiveness.
"Please, I won't let him do anything bad again. Don't do that to my brother Brandon. I don't know if it's wrong of me to experience this. But I'm going to beg you like this, so please forgive my brother."
"Fuck. Please? What did you do wrong? Ah! Didn't you insult my mom before? You're also dead wrong."
"A-Alright. I was wrong. I will do whatever you ask me to do. So please forgive my brother."
Seeing Chloe being so contemplative and begging not to beat up her little brother anymore, it seemed like I slapped her too hard before.
She was now on her knees begging, saying that she would do anything while shedding tears.
Suddenly, I felt something like a strange pleasure in her pitiful appearance.
'This is why people want to have power and stand above others.'
Now Chloe was completely weak and begging me for mercy.
A sense of triumph flowed through my heart, and seeing Chloe's weak figure sitting in front of me and begging was strangely erotic.
As she rubs her hands together in front of me while begging, I stare at Chloe's swaying breasts.
My heart pounded for a moment, and I thought, 'Fuck how...?'
In my 40+ years of life, I've never been in a situation like this.
By the way, the current situation is like a situation seen in Japanese porn.
It's a Netori situation where a bad guy who threatens a woman with power and strength demands a woman's body, gets into a relationship with her, and eventually steals the woman.
But, that was porn until before, but isn't this the reality now?
Anyway, I was in a good mood and was currently trying to recite the pornographic lines that I still remembered from before.
"Are you going to do whatever I ask you to do?"
"Yes. I will do whatever you ask me to do. So please don't hit my brother again."
In response to my absurd sentence, Chloe also recited a clear pornographic sentence.
"Good. Then what are you going to do for me? I will decide whether or not to forgive you based on what you do."
"Money. Do you want money?"
Chloe hesitated for a moment, then she stammered and answered.
I was dumbfounded and laughed.
"What money? Am I a robber? Yes, how much will you give me? It looks like you don't have much money."
"I have about a million won in my bank account. Even-...."
"Are you serious? This is crazy. If I get that money, I'm a robber. Do you think that you would give me money to make me a robber?"
"Ah... No... Never. No."
There was silence between each other for a while.
"Good. Then do what I say."
Chloe looked at me with wide-open eyes.
"Honestly. I like you. Let's do it."
"Yeah-… Eh?"
Chloe looked at me as if she was dumbfounded.
"Why? Let's have sex with me Then, I won't touch Brandon in the future."
"NO. How. That's-..."
Chloe just stammered as if she was surprised when I spoke shamelessly.
"Why? NO? It's not like I'm asking for money for difficult household matters."
I didn't push her anymore, I was still staring at Chloe who was currently staring at me dumbfounded.
The silent conversation is a method of asking another person a question, staring at them in silence, and forcing the other person to answer. This psychological trick is known as a conversation stopper, and I've used it a lot in the past as a show of power to the weak.
Chloe couldn't answer, and her pupils were trembling at what I was saying.
There was no answer from Chloe even after several minutes had passed.
"Okay. I see you don't like it, I understand. I have to go. Tell Brandon to take care of himself if he sees me. See you again when things get better. Ha ha."
I stood up from the chair as Chloe spoke in a whisper.
Then, "No..." Whispering, Chloe hugged my legs and looked at me.
"That's... It's... If you leave... What should I do?"
When Chloe finally started crying again, she stammered.
"What? You said you didn't like it, so let go."
"I... When... When... I... said I didn't like it?"
"Okay? So, are you going to do it with me?"
I squatted in front of Chloe, grabbed both her wrists, and lifted her off my feet.
Chloe turned her head slightly to the side, and she didn't answer, avoiding my face.
I grabbed her smooth chin and turned her to my face and looked at her as I spoke.
"Answer me. Do you want to do it with me Or should I continue like this?"
"Can I... Just... Give you money? I will never report it."
"Are you crazy? And, I don't need money."
I paused again and looked at Chloe.
"Are you not going to hit my brother again?"
After a moment's hesitation, Chloe looked at me and asked the question.
"Of course. Even so, I kept what I said. Also, when Brandon gets better, I will help him."
"Really? How?"
"Wow, why don't you do that first? When we're done, I'll tell you everything."
"Okay."
Chloe answered me in a low voice as her face turned red.
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