Chapter 67: Live-in Lover - Part 31 (Violence)
"Finally..." Jeff sighed upon seeing the notification that appeared on the holographic screen of the Returner Fantasy System, flashing in the corner of his vision.
"That shit bastard is making his move."
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[RETURNER FANTASY SYSTEM]
[Quest 13 – A Fool’s Errand]
[Reward – Returner Eternal Curse]
[Objective – Make Trud admit defeat]
[Countdown – 24 hours]
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Jeff had prepared everything he would need to counter Trud’s disgusting plan that he learned by reading Trud’s Archive. But to his surprise, his early preparation wasn’t necessary at all, since Trud took some time before executing his plan.
It had already been a few days since his date with Jess. In fact, it was the end of the week.
During those past days, Jeff had sensed someone following him—or rather, stalking him—whenever he left the house for his part-time job and vice versa. As he suspected, it was Trud’s men monitoring his daily routine to figure out when to execute their plan.
And finally, as Jeff left his part-time job at PoruMerc women’s gym and headed home, walking along the street at dawn, Trud made his move. However—
"You bastards are freaking slow!" Jeff grumbled as he took out his smartphone to execute his own plan against Trud.
Right at that instant, a van that looked like a regular service van for hire suddenly stopped in front of Jeff. Its door opened up and four masked men quickly jumped out of the van, grabbed him, and dragged him inside.
The abduction happened too quickly for the bystanders who witnessed it to call for help or to remember the license plate—which was obviously fake—before the van disappeared from sight.
Inside the van, which had been modified with all the back seats removed to have more space for different purposes, Jeff was restrained: his eyes were blindfolded and his arms tied in front.
What a bunch of disgusting amateurs, Jeff thought, disappointed and disgusted with his abductors.
Disappointed because if he hadn’t let himself be captured—if he had resisted—Jeff was sure he could have escaped their assault or beat them up on the spot.
Disgusted because of the way he was restrained. A blindfold that didn’t cover the mouth meant their victim could scream. Add the fact that only his hands were tied, Jeff realized that his abductors were only familiar with abducting women and that they were a bunch of trash who enjoyed listening to their victims’ cries while r*ping them.
Just how many shit bastards do I need to dispose of today, Jeff thought while listening to his abductors’ conversation.
"When you called us I thought we would be picking up cute pets to play with."
"Me too, we haven’t had fun in a while after all."
"We could still enjoy watching it play with our dogs."
"This bastard’s gonna pay for messing with us."
"Can we beat him now, boss?"
"Sure, just keep that bastard alive enough so he can watch me disciplining my girlfriend... And leave the balls to me, I’ll be the one breaking them later."
With that, Jeff got beaten inside the van while it headed to its final destination.
Punches and kicks landed all over his body, and all he could do was endure the pain while protecting his vitals as best as he could—especially his head so he wouldn’t lose consciousness, and his manhood for obvious reasons.
A few hours passed and the abductors arrived at their destination, with Jeff still holding strong against their beating.
"Man, this bastard is tough. He didn’t even cry with that much beating."
"Let’s see if he’s tough enough for an all-out beating once we’re inside."
"Just get him inside already."
"I’m gonna prepare the dogs, boss."
"I’m gonna park the van for a bit."
"Then I’ll check the surroundings first."
They arrived at a secluded warehouse deep in the mountains owned by Trud’s father, the mayor of Central City.
Jeff, tired and exhausted, was dragged by Henry and Francis into the warehouse.
Once his hands were chained to the ceiling so that he would remain standing—or rather hanging—even when he couldn’t stand anymore, Trud finally removed his blindfold to see him face to face.
"Surprised to see me, bastard?" Trud said, glaring and laughing at Jeff like a maniac. Or so he thought.
"Seriously?... That’s the best line you got after thinking it over for almost two weeks?"
—Pfft—
A faint laugh came from Henry and Francis, too silent for Trud to realize they were laughing at him upon hearing Jeff’s comeback.
"Let’s see if you can still laugh after this."
Trud swung a punch with all of his strength, aiming at Jeff’s face. But Jeff leaned back a little, causing Trud to miss and lose his balance. When Jeff tripped his foot, Trud fell down, stumbling on the floor.
"Do you want to exchange places and be the one hanging instead?"
—"Pfft!—Hahaha!"—
At that, Henry and Francis couldn’t hold their laughter anymore.
"Stop laughing and hold him steady."
Following Trud’s command, Henry raised the chain until Jeff was forced onto his tiptoes, while Francis locked him in a headlock from behind, leaving Trud free to beat him even more.
Although Trud’s punches were weak despite his muscular body and were nothing compared to Jess’s, taking a beating while unable to defend himself made Jeff start to feel the pain building up from those weak blows.
"Now listen to me, you bastard," Trud said as he threw another punch straight at Jeff’s face.
"I know, I know..." Jeff said, spitting blood from his bleeding mouth. "This is the part where you tell me about your evil plan, right?"
"You fuck bastard!"
Trud landed another body blow to Jeff before proceeding to tell his elaborate plan, just as Jeff had predicted.
After abducting and beating Jeff, leaving him barely alive, Trud would blackmail Jess—using Jeff’s life as a threat—to make her come to where they were right now. Then he would capture Jess and—
"I’m gonna r*pe her in front of you while I listen to your cries begging me to stop and her moaning—"
—"Pfft!—Hahaha!"—
Laughter came not only from Jeff mocking Trud’s plan but also from Henry and Francis mocking Trud himself, assuming he had never truly made any girls moan in pleasure with his stick-size rod.
Luckily for them, Trud didn’t hear their laughter.
"You know they’re laughing behind your back, right?"
"No, we’re not."
"He’s lying, boss."
"Shut up!"
Of course, Jeff knew the complete details regarding Trud’s plan, but hearing it directly from them sounded even more idiotic. His plan had too many flaws, for example—
"Just asking... how are you planning to blackmail Jess? I mean, she already blocked you, right? I even told her not to answer any unregistered numbers, you know?"
"I could just easily call her using your smartphone, you fucking idiot?"
"What smartphone?"
"Your fucking smartphone—"
"Boss... About that."
"I think we forgot to pick it up when we grabbed this bastard."
"You fucking idiots!"
"Pfft!—Hahaha... You three are a bunch of idiots."