Chapter 29

I genuinely hadn’t expected to respond to him, but right now, the sheer relief of being able to escape this nightmare vastly outweighed the shame of getting hard from another man’s touch. I twisted my head back, my face lighting up with triumph as I yelled at him. “See! I’m hard!” “Yeah,” Hangyeol muttered. “You are.” But something was deeply, fundamentally off about his eyes. It looked like a wire in his brain had just snapped. The dark, hyper-focused look in his eyes was exactly the way a predator looked at prey—the way a top looked at a bottom.