Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 268: The Captive’s Defiance

"Haa... You really are a fool, through and through. Your words and actions are quite endearing, I’ll admit, but you are hopelessly stupid."

"HUH?! What the heck, you jerk! That’s rude! So rude!!"

The sudden insult made Rocco’s face flush red with indignation.

Since his arms were still bound, he resorted to kicking his feet in protest, flailing in place to physically express his anger.

But Ares didn’t so much as flinch.

Without hesitation, he climbed onto the bed.

"Hey! What the heck?! You can’t just jump onto someone else’s bed! That’s also rude!"

Completely ignoring Rocco’s complaints, Ares settled himself down and peered at him with a piercing gaze.

"How much do you know?"

His voice was low, almost dangerous.

"Have you uncovered the truth about my connection with the Don Ferocelli?"

That sudden shift in tone sent a chill down Rocco’s spine.

Terrifying.

Absolutely terrifying.

Shivering slightly, he shook his head and answered cautiously.

"I-I don’t know anything! I seriously don’t know a thing! I’ve been confused this whole time, okay?! Like, why did you even kidnap me? None of this makes any sense!"

Come to think of it...

No one had actually explained why he had been taken in the first place.

As he spoke, the realization finally dawned on him.

If Rocco could have coolly declared, "Hah! I already saw right through your plans!"—well, that would have been seriously badass.

But unfortunately, he had no clue what was going on.

He was just a completely bewildered victim who had been suddenly kidnapped.

"...Ah. It was foolish of me to be wary of a fool like you. I won’t waste my breath asking any more questions."

"What the hell?! Don’t underestimate me!"

Rocco huffed, his expression once again twisting into one of furious indignation.

But, as always, Ares remained utterly unfazed.

Instead, he casually patted Rocco’s puffed-up cheek, treating him like an upset child, before finally opening his mouth to explain.

"You asked why we kidnapped you, didn’t you? Well, first of all, let’s make one thing clear—the mastermind behind your abduction wasn’t the Don Ferocelli family. It was us. Do you understand that much?"

"Yeah."

Oh.

So they were just going to have this conversation sitting on the bed, huh?

Rocco found that a little bit odd but he decided to let it slide.

There were definitely chairs in the room, so why did Ares climb onto the bed instead?

Weird.

"Now, as for the reason we took you... There is only one goal—to bring about the birth of the next king."

"Uh-huh. Huh? I have no idea what you’re talking about."

The conversation had taken such a wild leap in logic that Rocco couldn’t even begin to follow.

Luckily, Ares seemed to be a surprisingly patient person.

He nodded his head as if to acknowledge Rocco’s confusion and elaborated.

"To put it simply, we need you to bear my child."

Oh wow, that was very clear.

Very crystal clear.

And yet, somehow, Rocco understood even less.

His mind went completely blank.

What.

What the hell?

He stared ahead in utter bewilderment.

So basically... Ares was saying he wanted to have a baby with him? ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Uh-huh.

Absolutely not.

There was no way in hell.

The statement was so shocking that for a brief moment, Rocco genuinely wondered if he had misheard it.

But one glance at Ares told him—nope.

He was dead serious.

...So, to sum it up.

Ares—who barely even knew him—wanted to force a child to bear his child?

Wow.

What a colossal creep.

"Sorry, but I don’t like you, so I won’t be having your baby."

"You have quite the nerve to joke in a situation like this."

"I’m not joking. I’m dead serious."

If Rocco’s hands weren’t tied, he would have loved to punch this guy right in his smug face.

Frustrated, he puffed up his cheeks once more and started inching backward, trying to put some distance between them.

First, he needed to get out of this very dangerous situation.

But just as he was about to make his grand escape—

"Ah, right... My legs are tied too."

Before he even had time to regret his own foolishness, a firm hand grabbed hold of his ankle.

And in the next instant—

"Wha—?! What the hell are you doing?!"

He was yanked down in one swift motion.

Angry at the utterly inconsiderate movements, Rocco puffed up with indignation.

Ares loomed over him, he pinning Rocco down as he lay on his back, and firmly pressed Rocco’s flailing legs down with his own.

That hurts! That’s terrible!

"I’m sorry, but I don’t have the luxury of taking my time. I’m going to take you right here and now. Besides, haven’t you already been ravished by the Del Fiore boy? So, I won’t hold back."

"I-It’s my first time, you idiot! At least try to hold back a little!"

Sensing an unavoidable danger to his chastity, Rocco let out a high-pitched wail, crying and screaming.

He begged pathetically, at least be gentle!, throwing away any semblance of coolness as he pleaded for mercy, but Ares, without a hint of hesitation, began to tearing away his clothes.

Out of everyone he’ve ever met, he’s definitely the cruelest! Rocco thought, almost ready to cry for real.

Ares easily pinned Rocco down despite his wild thrashing and continued his ominous movements.

Rocco was putting up serious resistance — the strongest he could manage — but it was completely useless.

The tears began to welled up in his eyes.

He had always thought Ares was just a hopeless idiot based on their last encounter, but now he was realizing just how unexpectedly strong Ares actually was.

As Ares began to strip off the beautiful clothes Rocco had received from his father, Rocco let out a panicked cry.

Don’t rip them! Don’t tear them! he shouted desperately right into Ares’s ear.

Apparently, even Ares wasn’t willing to risk his eardrums, as he suddenly became more careful, trying to remove the clothes properly.