Roderick pulled the rope so she couldn’t resist and climbed on top of her, rubbing their lips together. Being large, he was heavy and burdensome. But thanks to eating chocolate just before, the taste of the kiss was surprisingly sweet.

Anaïs was helplessly dragged along by what he did. She couldn’t refuse, whether physically or mentally. Though she knew he was aware of her feelings yet ignored them and acted roughly, she couldn’t fold her heart. She felt miserable.

She soon seemed to give up everything and entrusted her body to him. When her resistance disappeared, Roderick acted even more selfishly. He sucked her lips and inserted his tongue, making her breathless. Before long, the kiss continued until the taste of chocolate could no longer be felt.

“Roderick.”

During a brief breathing break, Anaïs called him with her caught breath.

“Don’t kiss me. If you’re going to do it, just……”

Roderick seemed displeased with whatever she said. With his brow deeply furrowed, he blocked her mouth again. Though he had pushed through with force, he hadn’t hurt her before, but now he bit her lips painfully too.

When Anaïs flinched and whimpered that it hurt, he released the force from his raised teeth. He changed his attitude as if he had never bitten her and gently licked and sucked her lips. The wet sounds from the sucking rang confusingly in Anaïs’s ears.

“Roderick, wait a moment. Mmph.”

Whenever she tried to say something during a brief breathing pause, he quickly blocked her mouth. He groped her waist and soon kneaded her thighs, spreading them wide.

‘He intends to go all the way.’

Anaïs became frightened. The infection gauge was excitement that rose over time regardless of her will. If the forcibly aroused s*xual desire wasn’t calmed, her life would be in danger. There was no better justification for having s*x than that, and the two had mixed bodies several times.

The act that began with life as an excuse gradually changed meaning as Anaïs’s emotions mixed in. She felt satisfaction in being able to become one with him and was pleased that she seemed to have him in her grasp.

But Roderick wouldn’t have felt the same. He had not a trace of affection or fondness toward her. She was merely a woman who was troublesome but couldn’t be left to die.

It wasn’t because of moral conscience or sympathy. Due to circumstances, the two had become something like a community of fate, and Roderick had to forcibly keep her by his side and monitor her so she wouldn’t die in order to survive himself.

So how bothersome must she be, going into heat constantly? The man who wanted to quickly escape this hellish environment was forced to mix bodies with a woman he didn’t even like. That’s why he tried not to do unnecessary kisses, saying they were dirty and cumbersome.

This wasn’t her paranoid delusion. Roderick had expressed it exactly as ‘dirty and cumbersome’ without changing a single word.

“Stop, Roderick, it’s dirty. Stop, mmph……!”

But she couldn’t understand what he was thinking, constantly trying to kiss her.

“Don’t make noise and concentrate. I’m accommodating you.”

When she shook her head trying to avoid him, Roderick bit her cheek as a warning. Though it didn’t hurt more than when her lips were bitten, Anaïs’s tears welled up at his angry voice. Fortunately, she held back before tears could flow down her cheeks, but her eyes becoming moist was somehow outwardly visible.

Roderick hesitated when he noticed her tears.

“Relax a bit. Since we’re doing this anyway, it’s better if we both feel good.”

His tone was soothing, as if he felt sorry for being intimidating too late. Anaïs choked up at his softened voice. If only he would act consistently, she would experience less confusion too. Sometimes it seemed like he did it on purpose to confuse her.

She felt like she was being toyed with in the palm of his hand. What woman would like being treated like a toy? Anaïs was deeply hurt by his attitude. She wondered what was wrong with her that her feelings for him wouldn’t give up even in this situation.

‘This is why I always get fooled by bad men and end up suffering terribly in the end.’

Her situation was so lamentable that laughter burst out without her knowing. At the deflated sound, Roderick, who had been kissing her, pulled his lips away. His eyes showed he couldn’t understand why she was suddenly laughing.

The man who wouldn’t budge at her pleas to stop became displeased at the sound of laughter and stared at her quietly. Since their bodies were pressed together, she could feel what was happening between his legs completely.

Should she be grateful that while he felt no love for her, there was s*xual desire? Anaïs slowly reached her hand toward him.

But she stopped in mid-air without touching a single hair of his. Her fingers that had lost their destination slowly curved and then lightly made a fist.

Moving her lips and hesitating for a long time without being able to speak, she finally asked.

“Roderick, what will you do first when we get out of here?”

At the somewhat unexpected question, Roderick frowned. He showed clear signs of not wanting to have a conversation and wanting to quickly finish the bothersome task. He answered her carefully chosen question without much thought.

“I’ll smoke good cigarettes instead of the bad-tasting ones.”

“That’s it?”

Struggling desperately to survive only to look forward to smoking cigarettes. For Anaïs, who didn’t smoke, his preference for constantly seeking cigarettes was completely incomprehensible.

Perhaps thinking he was being mocked, the furrow between Roderick’s brows deepened.

“What’s your plan?”

He twisted his lips as if she had some great plan.

Well. Did she have any plan? Anaïs thought about it.

She might get fired from work, so she should probably find a new job first. Though she had suddenly disappeared, Mr. Fred would properly calculate her last paycheck. Then what would be good to buy with that? It would be better to save until she found a new job, but yes. She should buy at least one really delicious and luxurious chocolate.

Anaïs realized that what she was thinking about wasn’t much different from ‘that’s it’ either.

“When I get out of here, I’m going to get married first. To a man who finds joy in ordinary but small things, and who doesn’t smoke……”

“Is there even a man who would marry you?”

It was a painfully sharp point. What kind of man doesn’t even wish someone luck? How very affectionate. Why did she once think this man seemed warm-hearted deep down?

“I’ll have to look for one. When I get out of here!”

With so many men in the world, how could she not find just one to marry? She declared that since she was lonely as an only child, she would have one son and one daughter. Though she wasn’t excited at all, she raised her voice as if acting excited.

“I can’t tell if your dream is big or modest.”

Roderick twisted one eye. He seemed to find her plan pathetic. Or perhaps he thought she wouldn’t achieve it anyway—one of the two.

He didn’t wish her luck until the end and refuse, nor did he tell the pleasant lie of suggesting they marry each other. Anaïs had to swallow down the sincere thought that she wished it could be him. She was overwhelmed by anxiety that something terrible would happen if she voiced those words.

Something even more terrible could happen. Anaïs thought her heart wouldn’t be able to endure it. She shook her head and spoke to him in a subdued voice.

“Anyway, kissing is off the table. You hate it. Just put it in and finish.”

Though it would be more comfortable for both of them to finish quickly, Roderick glared at her with a displeased expression. Still, it wasn’t enough to argue against, so he lifted her skirt as Anaïs wanted and spread her legs wide.

They had always done it when her body couldn’t bear the excitement, but this seemed to be the first time she was in her right mind. Anaïs worried whether she could do it properly and tensed up, placing both hands on her chest.

Roderick, who had been touching her p*ssy with his hand, suddenly snorted.

“You want me to put it in right away when you’re not even properly wet?”

He asked if she wanted to get hurt by saying such things. His expression was rigid with anger.

Anaïs wasn’t surprised since she had expected this. But she was stubborn.

“I’ll get wet anyway as we do it, ah……!”

Roderick’s head suddenly disappeared between her legs, and a hot, soft tongue pushed inside. Startled, Anaïs couldn’t even finish her words and unconsciously gripped his head tightly with her thighs.

Realizing she was pressing him with her legs, she quickly relaxed her strength, and the tongue that escaped the pressure invaded deeper inside. Anaïs bit her lower lip hard. The man who noticed she was trying to endure deliberately stirred inside her more.

Anaïs’s body quickly heated up from the familiar stimulation. Though it had cooled completely from resentment toward him and seemed like it wouldn’t heat up at all, she had no principles. Anaïs blamed herself while biting her lower lip hard.