Chapter 17: It’s a big deal if you don’t know how to control your Pheromones
Since Min-Cheol was one of the Alphas who paid to buy me out of that action house, I was sure he knew of my circumstances. Even if it was a little.
He probably knew I had been caught by the loan sharks and thrown into the auction house in order to get back their money.
But there was one thing I didn't understand, though.
They were all rich enough to afford me alone so why did they all share the responsibility of buying me? It was as if they had each other's best interest in mind and didn't care how many people they had to share me with, as long as they could get a strong, healthy offspring out of me.
Ugh, that concept made me want to throw up all of a sudden. It was as if they never saw me as a human at all. I was just a doll. A pet. A toy. Something very insignificant. Even to Ki-hoon whose actions were driven by his love-hate feelings for Jo-Pil... He did not give Jo-Pil the breathing space of a human.
Well, it was only like that during the first few Chapters till all their roles and characters were established.
Like I said before, they gave Jo-Pil enough chances to be treated as a human, but he so stubbornly refused their gentle advances, throwing out the gentle and soft part of the stick and getting the hard and painful end of the stick instead.
But that concept of not being treated as a human was somehow engraved in this body of mine. That disgust seemed to be there as well.
They hadn't done anything, so it wasn't supposed to be like that, and yet, I was feeling it so vividly as if this body had passed through it countless times. Forced sex, childbearing, and countless attempts of suicide.