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Chapter 60 :- The Hiding Companion
After the resounding explosion, Marie was left crumpled on the ground, her sweater dress torn asunder, revealing her bare skin. The fabric hung in shreds, exposing the curves of her chest and the graceful lines of her shoulders, now smeared with red liquid dripping. The blood dropped from her open, wounded waist as well.
"Heeehhhhh."
The creepy voice cracked in the air, and Yeona raised her head to see that Han had lost himself looking at Marie's merciless body.
"Now you are mine, baby," said Han.
—Ahh- It's over for her now. I hate to look when Han does it, but the job had to be done. Sleep in peace, Marie.
Yeona said it in her mind.
Han walks towards Marie's body and stands, gazing at her every part closely. As the saliva drops from his mouth, Han drops his knives on the ground and closes himself on Marie.
Han holds Marie's face and starts licking her neck; he slides his tongue up and down on her bare skin. He moves his hand from her face to hold the area around her chest. He gropes her boobs around with both of his hands and places his face on them.
"Ahhh, it feels so good. Her body is the best one I've ever felt," says Han.
Yeona sits, pulling herself up, and dusts herself. She is not bothered and is ignoring Han's action, showing that she is used to it.
"Pheww* I almost lost to her," says Yeona.
"Fuck. Fuck. The curves and thickness. I can't resist myself anymore," says Han, as he feeds on Marie's body like a hungry animal.
Han sees the torn cloth around her chest curves, only to pull it and tear it down, completely exposing her left boobs. He jammed his knee in between Marie's legs, rubbing on her crotch.
"Arghhh-"
Marie's body trembled with a faint groan, her voice a mere whisper of anguish. Her eyes remained shut, unknown to the world around her. Unaware and unresisting, she lay vulnerable, her senses dulled against the pain. She was unconscious of what Han was doing to her, but her body was reacting to the uneasiness.
"Ahh yeah, baby, you are so good."
Han bites Marie's exposed shoulders and sucks the blood.
"I wish you were conscious. It'd be more fun to do while hearing your struggling voices."
Han goes down on Marie, holding her waist and kissing through the stomach. He places himself two steps back and looks in between Marie's spread legs.
"Ohh Hoooo. Look at those black panties. Ahh- I want to see it get wet. It's too bad that you are unconscious, Marie."
"HURRY IT UP WILL YOU? IT'S DISGUSTING TO HEAR YOU SAYING ALL THAT AND WHAT IF SOMEONE COMES HERE??" Yeona yelled at Han.
"Hmph, I took her down. She is my treat," says Han, as he makes a pouty face.
"Ohh, Hello? It was my beeds that took let her down."
"Yayaya whatever," replied Han, teasing Yeona.
"Sighh* It is pointless to even talk to you. I wish Serena was here. It would've been over in a minute."
"I don't care. I only care about eating this bitch," says Han, looking at Marie's panties under her sweater dress.
"Time to eat.."
*Tap*
"..."
As Han was about to move his face in between Marie's legs, the sound of footsteps was heard by Yeona.
"Hey wait. Did you hear that?" asks Yeona.
"Hear what?"
*Tap*
"Footsteps..."
"No, I am not hearing any-"
*Tap*
Before Han was about to complete his sentence, the sound of footsteps approaching became more clear.
"Yes, I hear it."
Han pulls himself up and sits on his knees, his eyes casually fixed towards the end of the lane, waiting for the person approaching them.
*Tap*
As the figure turned from the corner, his white shoes struck the ground with deliberate intensity, each step echoing through the silent open lane. His eyes glow like embers; the crimson-red eyes radiate as if the demon itself is approaching, casting an eerie glow on the mist around him. His hands remained casually tucked in his pockets, yet his very presence gave off a malevolent energy.
Yeona notices the person before Han.
"You..?" expressed Yeona.
The person whose heart was supposed to be missing. The presence of the human who lost his soul a few minutes ago is now back again, like a ghost walking from the graveyard.
Soon the Han gaze also realises the man in front.
"Ehh, aren't you supposed to be dead?" says Han, standing up and summoning his knife.
"Han, don't be so clueless. He cannot escape that. That was Serena's attack," says Yeona, with a broken voice.
Unlike Han, who was casually finding it normal and was getting ready to fight, Yeona was struggling to accept the present moment.
—The person standing right next to them was none other than Alex, who was supposed to be dead now. His face was devoid of any expression. Cold and infuriated to his core.
"So what if you survived? Are you going to take me down now? Huhh loser? You think you are some hot sho-" says Han.
*Slash*
—Within the one blink of Yeona, the blood flashes in an instant, and the body wearing a white t-shirt, holding two knives, stands with no head on it.
The head flies away, tackles the walls on the side, and finally rests down on the ground.
"Huhh?"
After the blink, Yeona's gaze lays on the standing, headless body of Han, and her eyes widen in confusion, unable to process. Before she could draw a conclusion, a soft thud echoed through the air on her side as something hit the wall, followed by silence.
She turned her head, and her eyes fell upon a sight that made her blood run cold. Han's severed head lay on the ground, his eyes rolled back in a death stare, and his tongue half came out of his lips.
"Aarrgjhha-- Whaa-"
Yeona panicked and fell to the side.
Yeona turns her face to the back of Alex, who was standing, looking down on the merciless, unconscious, stripped-wounded body of Marie, whom he holds very dear.
"A-Alex..Calm dow-wn.." says Yeona.
Alex turns his face from the shoulders, and looks at Yeona, who was on the ground, begging to be spared.
"Look, we ca-
—With the next blink of Yeona, the light of the world around her fades into pitch black.
The eyes slowly open themselves to the world around them, but the pain in her body makes her unable to pick herself up.
"It hurts.."
She sees fog and the broken walls around her.
"Where am I?" asks Marie.
She tilts her face around and sees Alex's face with closed eyes. He has kept his head resting on the wall.
"Alex?" asks Marie. "You are alive."
No response came from Alex, as he is sleeping.
"I am glad."