The man with long silver hair looked at Melissa with a sorrowful face. As the large-bodied man cast his shadow, Melissa hugged her wet body and trembled like a rain-soaked dog.

“My poor, pitiful Mel…”

He frowned and looked like he was about to cry any moment.

Telling her not to be scared, he gently stroked down her arm following her shoulder. His slow touch ticklishly flowed down along her arm and spine.

After softly caressing her body as if checking something, he smoothed his expression and said.

“Seeing you’re intact, it’s still not time yet, you two.”

What did he mean by intact?

And how did he know it wasn’t time yet…

“You’re wondering how I knew?”

Melissa only raised her head, but he read what she wanted to say just from her eyes.

Knowing this was the right answer, Selheim gently creased his eyes in a smile.

“I can tell by looking. If he had hurt you, there’s no way you’d be intact.”

A man who looked completely white and ascetic like a priest. But the hand that ruffled her hair while sitting in a proper posture was tinged with hot passion.

With eyes that had suppressed desire, he spoke calmly.

“Mel. Do you think all of this is coincidence?”

What did he mean by all of this?

Melissa’s breathing quickened. The woman breathed heavily while curled up.

Her lips were parched dry. Her heart started beating madly. He sat on the bed and placed his hand on Melissa’s cheek. A hand large enough to cover half her face rubbed her soft cheek before moving down to her shoulder again. His hand gained strength.

“Have you never once found it strange and suspicious?”

Found what strange?

Melissa raised her reddened, swollen eyes. Her gaze that had been moving distractedly here and there from anxiety suddenly stopped.

She wanted to hear the answer. What was so strange. And why it was so strange.

Her heart was beating abnormally fast. Heat rose to her face making her cheeks flush red, and her throat felt parched like someone who hadn’t drunk water for days.

She was afraid.

A vague fear from an unknown source within her came crashing like waves, drawing a dark curtain. Whatever was inside was thoroughly hidden so that what lay beyond that curtain could never be known, refusing to reveal itself.

But could he know something that even she didn’t know?

“I mean your ex-husbands.”

Melissa’s lips parted slightly. As heat rose through her whole body, Selheim’s thick finger pushed between her unconsciously parted lips.

“Why did they only take away your smile, but not take your first time?”

Ex-husbands.

These three syllables had tremendous destructive power.

Memories jumbled together in Melissa’s mind – of the already dead Maidos and Kelly, and Roabel who had confined her to a room and ignored her.

Her eyes, already a mess from tears, grew wet again. Memories she didn’t want to recall. Memories she wished she could forget. They were all filled with nothing but regrets.

But looking back, it was true that she had always wondered. Why hadn’t they violated her even while enduring the stigma? For what reason, why?

While wielding whips and all sorts of violence, why.

“It’s a simple answer, Mel.”

His gentle touch and snake-like tongue ruined and broke down Melissa. Unable to catch her breath, she became consumed by the past.

Her mind was filled with black darkness.

Come to think of it, it was strange. Very strange…

The tears that had welled up in her eyes fell like dew and flowed down along her neckline.

The man’s fingers slowly traced her palate and inner cheeks. Because of this, her lips that had been dry and cracked from malnutrition burst open like a flower blooming.

Red blood pooled between her split lips.

The thumb that had been firmly pressing her soft tongue slipped out like a snake and spread saliva over her blood-pooled lips.

As blood spread across her lips, a fishy and tingling taste lingered on the tip of her tongue.

Melissa’s vision blurred. The question ‘why’ kept circling around in one spot in Melissa’s mind. Why did I have to suffer such things? Was it because they all hated grandfather? Is that why they wanted revenge on me?

But no matter how much she with her broken gaze ransacked her mind, she couldn’t find the answer. Because they had no commonalities or motives.

I don’t understand. I don’t understand anything. As she shook her head with pained eyes, he spoke with a gentle face as if bestowing grace.

The reason is, Mel.

“Because your first time always had to be me.”

A clouded gaze brushed past. Though she tried somehow to avoid his gaze, Selheim didn’t allow it. He grabbed Melissa’s chin and forcefully kissed her.

Melissa, whose body had gone limp, unknowingly opened her mouth. Not missing the chance, his soft tongue pushed inside. Her mind was in chaos.

“Sel, ha… hah, mmph!”

Even as Melissa shook her head, the kiss didn’t stop. Even as she didn’t know what to do from lack of breath, he grabbed her flailing wrists and pressed them to the bed.

The half-lifted nightgown precariously covered just below her thighs. Though she struggled to put on clothes while squirming, her hands were caught aimlessly and brought down.

Everything happened in an instant.

“Every stigma carved into your body should all be me, Mel.”

With those words, Selheim’s hand roughly grabbed the inside of her thigh. It was where Kelly’s stigma had been and disappeared.

Next was from stroking up the inner thigh with his fingers to the lower left abdomen. Where Mydos’s stigma had been. His touch kneading her stomach made her feel nauseous, as if soothing a child with a stomachache.

Over the thin negligee, his hand that hadn’t fully suppressed its desire moved softly like swimming.

“No one but me can have you. Because I know everything about you.”

Along with his somewhat fierce voice, Selheim’s hand firmly pressed the tip of Melissa’s br*ast. At the same time, her small body jumped.

“Ah, ngh!”

“Does it feel good here?”

“N-no… No!”

She shook her head while crying.

But Mel, that’s too sensitive a reaction for that to be true. Selheim muttered in a low voice as he pulled down her nightgown.

“Ugh!”

Though she reached out trying to hold onto her nightgown until the end, it was useless. The piece of cloth that slipped through her fingers fluttered and disappeared behind the man’s back.

Melissa was now without a single thread on her upper body. Her bare body curved beautifully along her lines was as beautiful as art.

Ah, she looks delicious.

His eyes wet with lust glowed blue. The sound of his reason snapping could be heard from somewhere. Originally he had planned to just scare her a little.

This won’t do.

Selheim’s hands mercilessly grabbed Melissa’s br*asts. Her br*asts were fuller than expected, filling his hands completely.

“For someone so thin elsewhere, you’ve put on weight just in your br*asts? Good girl.”

He smiled with satisfaction in his eyes as he lowered his body. Trapped between the bed sheets and the man, Melissa desperately twisted her body trying to escape.

As Selheim tried to kiss her, Melissa turned her head to the side. The man whispered quietly in her ear as if amused by her worthless resistance.

“You know? He’s too kind to take you. I know that well even though we’re not close. Isn’t that fortunate?”

When Reizen’s name came from Selheim’s mouth, Melissa sobbed loudly. But before sound could escape her small mouth, the man’s lips covered hers. The sound was devoured right up by the devil.

Once again his hot tongue pushed in, and while her mind was hazy, the man’s fingers traced down her navel. Though he was fully dressed in his uniform, Melissa was left with just her underwear below.

“Let’s get pregnant, Mel.”

His hand didn’t stop as it traced lower and lower. The kisses didn’t stop all over her body, from her lips to her cheeks, delicate neck and collarbone.

Even without experiencing it, she knew where the man’s hands would reach at this rate. Melissa grabbed the man’s wrist pressing her lower abdomen with both hands and shook her head. Please, please don’t do this.

“No! No, Sel! Huu…”

The man who had been kissing all over her body like stamping seals asked composedly. Why not?

“You’ll be sent back to Sorbet anyway if you don’t get pregnant. Rather than dying miserably, you should do your duty.”

And if you’re going to get pregnant anyway.

“Rather than bearing that lowly prince’s child, carry my seed. Let’s live long together that way, okay? Mel…”

In that moment, his hand touched the hollow place between her legs. Though it only brushed over her panties, a dizzying pleasure struck her head.

Ahk, pleasure and pain mixed together like a hangover. Melissa bit down hard on her lower lip trying not to make a sound. Blood seeped from her split lip.

“I’d really love a child with clear silver hair like mine and red eyes like yours.”

Selheim smiled with genuine joy. Not knowing that face was making Melissa’s heart crumble.