Page 78 of Martyr

Yejun didn’t give him any time to second guess his decision, practically pouncing across the table to grab Nix by the balls.

He applied pressure and Nix cried out, the pain sending shock waves throughout his entire body. He curled into himself but that did nothing to deter Yejun, who merely planted a palm on his shoulder and shoved him back down.

“Did you really not know?” Yejun demanded.

“No!” Nix shook his head. “I swear!”

Yejun tightened his grip and tears streamed from Nix’s eyes.

“If you break him—” Lake’s words were spoken in a warning tone, but he did nothing to intervene otherwise.

“I know his limits,” Yejun cut him off gruffly.

And that was it.

The betrayal Nix felt over that was astronomical, and in the next moment, it was as though another part of his heart was breaking a little.

Why had he grow attached?

Why had he been so stupid and done that?

“Why did you really come here?” Yejun demanded to know. “If you lie, I’ll keep hurting you until you feel like being honest.”

Nix wasn’t tied down. He could fight back but then…Then what? He wouldn’t win even if he managed to get a few good shots in. He’d maybe make it off the table, but he’d never make it out of the living room. Especially not against two of them.

Would Lake help Yejun?

He almost laughed. Of course he would. Wasn’t that what he was doing right now by sitting there, watching as his balls were compressed?

Nix was trapped and he knew it, and what’s more, Yejun knew he knew it. That was the only reason he wasn’t currently restrained. If he tried to struggle, he most likely would be. There was no way of escaping the Demon’s wrath, only the chance to lessen the blows to a level in which Nix could still survive at the end of this.

“I wanted to know who hurt her,” Nix confessed, though it took several seconds longer than it should have to get all the words past his clenched jaw. He sobbed in mild relief when Yejun’s hand loosened, just barely.

“So you admit you came here for revenge against me?”

“No!” He shook his head and sent a pleading look Lake’s way.

“Don’t look at him,” Yejun snapped. “He’s not innocent in all of this. You both lied to me.”

“I only knew that Branwen got involved with a King,” Nix frantically explained. “But it wasn’t you she was upset about. You’re not the one I came here for.”

“You expect me to believe that?”

“Serendipity!” He held his breath and made himself watch more closely for any signs of change over either of their faces. “That’s who she was chatting with on the Enigma app. He’s who hurt her.”

Yejun stopped crushing him and frowned. “Didn’t you say you think he’s the hacker responsible for the break-in at the Club House?”

Nix nodded. “Yes! But that’s why I think it. I know he and Branwen were connected.”

“Sure, but that doesn’t make sense. Why would Rase do that? What did he have to gain?”

“I don’t know.”

With his hold on Nix’s intimate parts and one hand on his thigh, Yejun pulled him down the length of the coffee table until his ass hung slightly over the edge, ignoring the way Nix hissed. The sound of Yejun’s pants coming undone had Nix blinking past tears.

“Yejun…” A part of him actually felt relieved when the Demon pulled his cock free. The fact that he was hard meant he still wanted Nix. If he wanted him, there was a better chance he wouldn’t maim him.

If those were his options, be brutally fucked or be crippled in some way, Nix knew which one he’d choose.

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