The Twin's Rebellious Omega (BL)의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 5

Klein's POVThe only sounds I can hear right now are the crack of whips and screams echoing off the stone walls. I watched them, trembling, begging, crying as the heartless guards punish them here in the dungeon.I shake my head in disgust. “Pathetic. What good does crying and pleading do when they know it won’t change a thing? They’re all idiots.” I turn my gaze away from the scene.A few more minutes pass before the noise finally dies down. I look back to see the guards dragging their unconscious bodies across the floor. They toss them back into their cells like trash, leaving them half-dead where they fall.“Weak,” I mutter under my breath.A moment later, Keno’s voice echoes in my mind. > “That’s not exactly surprising.” I let out a short, bitter laugh in response.Before long, the door to my cell swings open and two guards step inside.“You’re free to go,” one says arrogantly, making me hiss in irritation.I push myself up from the dirty floor and hold out my hands for them to re

As soon as we step into our dorm, Sandro heads straight for the kitchen while I make my way to my bedroom to shower. After rinsing off and feeling somewhat human again, I walk out of my room in nothing but my boxers. Sandro’s already settled on the couch, a bottle of beer sitting on the coffee table next to a bag of snacks.“Let’s have a few drinks before the auction starts,” he says, taking a long swig from his can.I sit down across from him and study his face. “You’re nervous.”It’s not a question, it’s obvious. He shakes his head immediately.“Why would I be? I’ve been here long enough to know this is just how things are.” He avoids making eye contact with me as he speaks.To be honest, Sandro is a good-looking guy. His tan skin brings out his features, and when I first met him, I actually thought he was gay because of how delicate he looks. He doesn’t have the bulky build most guys here do. His body’s lean and well-defined, and his face is almost too pretty for a man. “Then wh

Third Person POV Slowly, Klein pried his eyes open, roused by the sound of voices and movement echoing around the room."F-fuck..." he muttered, the taste of iron still lingering in his mouth.He tried to sit up, but pain shot through his body, forcing him to grit his teeth. As the memories of what happened came rushing back, his gaze landed on Sandro sitting in the corner of the small room.Sandro was crying quietly.Then Klein noticed what he was wearing, the clothes from the dark red box."Sandro," Klein called hoarsely.Sandro looked at him briefly before lowering his head. "If you hadn't tried to help me... you wouldn't be here." He said instead .Klein frowned. "What are you talking about?""We're going to the auction. All of us. Including you."His eyes widened. Looking down at himself, he finally noticed his own outfit. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!" he roared.Before he could react further, the door swung open and two guards entered."It's time to go."One guard chained Sandro's