Living with the Dangerous Beast-Chapter 19: The Breaking Point

“Aren’t you capable of living on your own now? You need to find your own path.”

The words flowed easily, perhaps because she had been contemplating this for a while.

Unlike the calm Sohwa, Dohwi’s expression turned fierce.

“You promised to take care of me for life!”

He said, his gaze fixed on her with a determined intensity.

“When did I say that? I only agreed to stay with you until you were all grown up. Back then, you seemed so fragile and pitiable that I decided to extend my kindness.”

Dohwi remained silent, just like the calm before a storm.

“Now it’s time for you to stand on your own feet and start your own family. Find a lovely partner and have children. Of course, I need to do the same, I guess.”

He remained silent, wiping his hands roughly with the damp cloth.

The way his strong fingers moved aggressively reflected his inner turmoil, as if he was on the verge of an explosion.

“So you’re abandoning me.”

“I’m not ‘abandoning’ you. I’m just telling you that you need to live your own life.”

Even though Dohwi handled all the cleaning, laundry, and cooking, the owner of the house was undoubtedly Sohwa.

“Besides, my body is not what it used to be, Dohwi. It’s going to be uncomfortable for both of u-.”

“No.”

He snapped before she could even finish her sentence. Sohwa sensed a ferocity in Dohwi that she hadn’t felt before.

“What if I refuse to leave?”

His eyes, a transparent brown filled with defiance she had never seen before, seemed ready to devour her with his anger.

Sohwa’s heart sank at the sight of his rebellious gaze.

She began to imagine, in vivid detail, him grabbing her by the neck with his large hands and devouring her alive.

“T-Then I have no other option but to....”

As she shifted to stand up, he ordered in a low tone.

“Sit down.”

“No, I....”

She tried to leave, but Dohwi forcefully grabbed her with his large hands.

“OWW!”

Unfortunately, he grabbed the part of her arm where she got injured during the altercation with Miho.

Startled by her sharp reaction, Dohwi pulled her arm closer to his face.

Blood. The distinctive smell of blood.

“What is this?”

His handsome face hardened. With a furrowed brow, he looked at Sohwa’s arm with concern. freewebnσvel.cøm

“Are you hurt?”

Without waiting for an answer, Dohwi almost tore off her jacket.

“What happened? Who did this to you?”

Dohwi turned her white, soft arm this way and that, examining the wound closely.

He quickly recognized the marks as fingernail scratches.

His eyes burned with rage as he realized who was responsible.

“Those damn foxes. I’LL KILL THEM ALL!!!”

At the moment Dohwi growled in absolute rage, a low and intimidating vibration pierced Sohwa’s ears, like an arrow tearing through the air.

Her small body trembled in fear, and her hair stood on end.

Terrified, Sohwa covered her ears.

“W-what was that sound?”

“It’s just my breathing.”

Shocked, Sohwa tried to pull her arm away, but his grip tightened, pulling her closer.

“Poor thing... It must have hurt so bad.”

“I-it’s okay, I-I’m fine...”

Ignoring her response, Dohwi leaned in and began to lick the wound gently with his tongue.

The wet, soft, and slippery sensation felt strange.

It was the first time anyone had licked her wound.

As she looked down at Dohwi, who was bent over and diligently licking her wound, she felt a strange sensation around her lower abdomen.

His intense eyes focused solely on her wound, his throat moving as he licked, his prominent collarbone and strong neck...

Everything about him felt oddly sensual.

More than the raw sensation of his tongue, what unsettled her was how strong and manly Dohwi seemed.

Her heart pounded with a new, unfamiliar heat that she had never felt before.

“Stop... You can stop now.”

When she tried to push him away, he clung to her more tightly, meeting her gaze with his own.

His eyes, which she had always thought were a pretty shade of light brown, began to darken into deep gold.

Simultaneously, the soft and warm touch of his tongue turned rough.

It felt as if tiny thorns had sprouted on Dohwi’s tongue.

The scratched skin began to sting and itch slightly.

“Dohwi, Dohwi... Stop....”

Just as Sohwa, caught in the strange, ticklish sensation, was twisting her body, the cry of a fox echoed from outside.

Though faint, the sensitive ears of both Dohwi and Sohwa picked it up.

Their gazes met in mid-air as they both stopped moving.

Cack-cack!

The deeper, resonant cry belonged to a male fox, clearly calling out to a vixen.

The fox was likely following the scent of Sohwa, who was nearing her mating season.