
"My son,"
Lucifer, who heard the word, was eager to vomit, according to Bram, saying that the word 'my son' was disgusting. I don't know why he's not happy. If Bram used to love her and consider her his son, calling her Son, not for now, he does not need her and hates her so much.
.
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"Papa knew first papa was wrong on you. But papa did it because he was forced to," Bram explained, it makes no sense. By compulsion? Forced because of what, thought Lucifer.
Bram thinks Lucifer doesn't know everything about why Bram hates him all this time, it's because he's not Bram's real son.
Lucifer was silent, he wanted to hear what else Bram would tell him.
"Papa threatened the family if papa loved you,"
"Bulshit! At the threat, heh.yang there is indeed he himself who does not like.
"Oh really, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Search Lucifer with squeaking eyes.
"Of course, papa won't lie to you" Bram replied. But in his heart he cursed, Bram praying Lucifer could believe what he said so as not to be killed by an illegitimate child. "If not under these circumstances, I would not speak to you, as if begging and begging" he said inwardly, hating Lucifer who did such a thing to them.
"Then tell me, how can you marry my mother?"
Bram tells it all, but in the story it severely corners Lucifer's mother, making Lucifer who hears, growls upset, angry.
Brakes…..
Lucifer's gaze was so sharp. Lucifer knows that his mother was also wrong for being present in their relationship. But they can't do the least good to the woman, not torture her.
"Didn't you have the slightest pity?"
"How could I have pity, while he destroyed me for being present in my life,"
"But she's my mother,"
"She's a cheap woman and a goddamn ng-ng!"
"Bad!"
The door….
One shot shot shot into Bram's thigh, making Bram scream loudly because he felt pain due to the arrow piercing through his flesh.
Bram is not aware of having insulted anyone, of course Lucifer is angry. Bram had intended to make Lucifer forgive him, but what he said instead was digging his own grave.
"How dare you insult my mother by that name. Do you want to die right now," Lucifer quickly strangled Bram's neck strongly, causing Bram pain and difficulty breathing.
"Le..remove.kan a..aku," he asked in a stammering tone.
"You asked me to let you go, but you insulted my mother. Do you think I'll let you off so easily fucking man!"
"Ma..excuse me.mu,"
Not that Lucifer let go, but that Lucifer was suffocating more and more strongly, causing Bram's eyes to swerve upward, as it ran out of oxygen.
Lucifer who saw Bram almost dead took off the hand violently made Bram's body limp.
Uhuk….
Bram breathed a lot to fill his empty lungs.
Huh..huh...huh….
Lucifer didn't just stop. He took a whip and whipped it into Bram's body.
Ctaars….
Argh…..
Bram thinks it's over, but it turns out Lucifer's anger isn't just them. He is angered therapy when he remembers Bram insulting his mother as a nala-ng and cheesy woman.
Ctaar…..
"It's because you insulted my mother,"
Ctaar…..
Ctaar…..
"It's because you let my mother die,"
Ctaar…..
"It's because you hate me and always torture me,"
Ctaar…..
The whip continued to hit Bram's body firmly, leaving the old skin torn and bleeding. Lucifer doesn't care, he's already angry.
The anger and hatred of Lucifer who was damned since childhood is now removed all, venting what was in the first place.
Bram is limp, he has no more energy. Bram looks appalling and sad, there is no such thing as an authoritative Bram, there is a sad.
A smirk appeared on Lucifer's lips when he saw how glassy Bram was in front of him. Blood flows through every part of the injured body.
Lucifer threw the whip on the floor. With a hunting breath because it was out to vent his anger, Lucifer crossed his chest still with a look of looking at Bram with a hostile look.
"Hows it? It's a retribution all this time that you tortured me and insulted me. Now do you know how this bastard gets angry. Are you still lacking? And still want to kill and get rid of me,"
Bram did not answer, his mouth felt heavy to answer just one question, he just silently heard what Lucifer said continuously. Actually, in the day Bram wanted to kill, but considering that he was in Lucifer's hands, Bram did not practice. He is now weak and helpless as a result of Lucifer the bastard.
Bram slightly raised his head, looking at Lucifer with a heavy gaze, but from the glare of the eyes it was obvious that Bram hated him so much. Lucifer who saw her smiled.
"It's better I kill you now so there's nothing to worry about,"
Lucifer took the knife on the side table gently stroking it, looking at whether the knife was still sharp or not.
Gleck….
Bram gulped. No, he doesn't want to die now.
"Ja…"
Bram could not say, there was no energy to continue his words. His neck was dry, hard to speak.
Lucifer again walked up to Bram while carrying his sharp knife.
"What if I stab your chest and stomach?"
Bram shook his head slowly, "Don't do that" he said in his heart.
Lucifer didn't see the ring, he stuck the knife on Bram's cheek, feeling cold in his senses. Suddenly…..
Sing…..
The knife smokes Bram's cheek until it gives off fresh blood, making Bram scream again.
Ana, who had fainted next to Bram, woke up when she heard the voice of her husband.
Ana turned her head, and at her sight Lucifer was playing with a knife on her husband's cheek.
"What are you doing bastard?"
Lucifer who heard turned his head.
"Hoo...it turns out you've been aware of the old woman? Since you've come to your senses, then after this it'll be your turn to feel what your husband feels like,"
"No, don't do it."
"Wait your turn."
Sing…..
Argh…..
Shake again Bram. Ana who saw no heart when her husband was truly in torment. He was so frightened by what Lucifer did, it turns out that the bastard children they used to torture are now so scary and reply to what they did in the past.
After being content to make two people he hated so much helpless, Lucifer asked his men to lock them both in a warehouse. And no one is allowed to look or help him, Lucifer wants Bram and Ana to die slowly and regret his actions for being brave for him all along.