Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas-Chapter 103: Beating up the fourth master

There was a man wearing a red shirt with the first few buttons undone, exposing his clean and firm chest. He had the sleeves rolled up to his elbow so one could see the diamond watch he had wrapped around his left wrist.

He was a tall, slightly tanned, handsome blonde man with red eyes. He was a devil.

This man was a narcissistic Casanova who would stick his dick in any hole he could find. He was a sadistic sex fiend who was always looking forward to ’playing’ with Jo-Pil in the novel.

He was the man I hated most in the novel and in my life.

"Sun Seo-Jun," Ki-hoon said, and I was sure of it.

This man... He was the fourth Alpha and my fourth master.

I gritted my teeth, freed my hand from Min-Cheol’s grip, and marched towards Sun Seo-Jun.

The others wondered what I was going to do as they watched me march towards Seo-Jun, but I did the most shocking thing, made my hand into a fist and punched this man across the face.

And as if that wasn’t enough, I grabbed my collar and pulled him down to my height, punching again with my weak fist. I wanted to punch him a third time, but then he grabbed my wrist.

"What the hell?" He growled angrily, his red eyes boring into my soul, but I wasn’t scared.

This was the only time I could pull this off, and I was ready to take out my frustration, anger, and pain... all of them on him. I would beat him up.

I clicked my tongue in annoyance, deciding to use my leg. He was very lucky I wasn’t wearing shoes.

I kicked his leg as hard as I could, earning a loud groan of pain from him, and he collapsed to his knees, finally reaching his limit.

"This shit, how dare you?" He raised his other hand, planning to hit me, and I was ready to take it because I wasn’t going to stop doing my own thing.

I don’t know what the others were doing at that time. If they were watching the show in shock, or if they simply enjoyed me beating him up with my weak efforts, but they didn’t try to stop me.

I don’t know why, but it gave me the confidence to keep doing what I was doing.

I kept kicking his leg, and then he threw me away. It looked like he couldn’t hit me. Well, that was good because it was time to try out what I saw on TV one time.

I leaped up like a frog and threw my body at him, tackling him down. I glared at him, grabbing his collar as I punched him again with all my strength.

I might not have had the heart to hit the other three for the resentment of my past life because they had begun to wash away their sins with their warm affection. But for this man who I hated more than anyone else... I would at least leave a scar on his face.

No, I ’had’ to leave a scar on his face.

If only there were a vase right next to me, I would break it on his face. I would do even worse because what he did to me... What this man did...

My eyes grew teary, and before long, someone had lifted me off Seo-Jun.

"Let me go. Let me go. I need to hit him some more," I struggled, kicking my feet in hopes that I could land one more hit. "Please let me go." But the one who held me was Ki-hoon, and he had no plans to watch me hurt myself anymore while trying to hurt Seo-Jun.

He pressed my head to his chest, blinding my vision and holding tight to prevent me from leaping out of his arms. I clutched his shirt and cried.

"I need to..."

My hands felt numb. My bones hurt a lot, and my feet too.

Everywhere I had used to hit Seo-Jun was aching, but I hoped that man was hurting more than I was.

"Argh, what the hell was that?!" Seo-Jun asked as he stood to his feet, groaning from the pain I had inflicted on him.

His jaw hurts a lot, as well as his chin and nose. He was someone who held pride in his appearance and never allowed anything to touch his face.

It was the end for anyone who left even a scratch on his face.

He swiped the blood on his torn lip with his thumb and looked at it. Getting angry at the sight, he glanced up at me in Ki-hoon’s arms and glared.

"It seems I need to teach someone a lesson." He said. "I don’t know how you raised this little rabbit, but I don’t think you did a good job." He stretched his hand with his serious gaze and said, "Hand him over. He needs to be punished."

At the mention of that, my body flinched. It wasn’t supposed to do that, but a certain fear ran down my bones. It was the fear that this man was successful in carving in my bones.

’Useless body,’ I thought, clenching Ki-hoon tightly as my body trembled. ’I can’t be scared of that bastard. No way.’

Ki-hoon watched me tremble in his arms, and though he had no idea why I had suddenly become a wild beast, he knew that it wasn’t like me.

I had been calm and well-behaved from the moment I got here, so if I was going to be rebellious, it was for a good reason.

"Sorry, but you’re not punishing anyone." Jin-Yeok suddenly said, and Seo-Jun’s eyes twitched.

"What?"

"It’s as old man two said," Min-Cheol said. "You got a beating, so what? I’m sure you did something because Hyung is always so well behaved and he..." He looked at me. "He hates pain the most, but he still went ahead to hurt himself just to hurt you." His eyes grew cold as he turned his gaze to Seo-Jun. "Tell us... Have you ’met’ Hyung before?"

Seo-Jun stared at them with an irksome gaze. His expression read, ’Are they for real? Are they really questioning me because of a slave we bought? I can’t stand this. There’s no way I’d let a slave go after doing this to my face.’

He took a step forward, but Min-Cheol and Jin-Yeok blocked his path.

"I don’t know what sort of nonsense you all delude yourself in, but he has to pay for laying his hands on me, so let me through right now. I will punish him."