“Why do you think Theo disappeared without saying a word? That’s… not exactly polite, is it?” I asked, pressing for answers.

It felt strange to hear those words coming out of my own mouth—talking about manners in front of Cane, of all people. If Noel had just been willing to convince Theo for me, I wouldn’t be sitting here trying to have this ridiculous conversation with Cane.

I felt like an idiot, like someone trying to teach a wild animal how to speak Arkel.

“Theo’s intention was s*x.” Cane replied matter-of-factly.

“…His intention was s*x?” I echoed, feeling even more confused.

Considering Theo’s usual behavior, it was impossible to imagine him acting like this. He wasn’t the kind of person who would just show up driven by lust, looking to satisfy his desires without any other reason.

I was certain that he had appeared in front of me with a specific purpose in mind—perhaps to check on my condition or to have even the briefest of conversations.

I assumed that when I impulsively pulled down his pants, Theo had been tempted, and things had spiraled into chaos.

If my assumption was correct, Theo should have returned by now. His absence only deepened my suspicions. Cane’s words felt like the missing piece to a puzzle, perfectly fitting into the confusion surrounding Theo’s actions.

“Why? Was he so desperate for s*x that he lost his mind?”

I snapped cynically, anger bubbling inside me. I shouldn’t have any expectations from Theo, especially after he orchestrated my kidnapping. Yet, here I was, constantly hoping for something more.

“I asked him to.” Cane said nonchalantly.

“What?” I blinked, caught off guard.

“I told him to have s*x with you.” Cane repeated as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

I couldn’t make sense of it.

“Why would you do that?”

“That was the original deal.” Cane shrugged as if explaining something simple. “The first time had to be with Theo Blaine. After that, I’d be allowed to have s*x with you too.”

He gave a casual smirk, lifting his shoulders.

“Waiting for seven days… I’m practically a saint.”

Cane went on with his usual nonsense about his so-called patience, as if it mattered at all in this situation.

I had no idea where to even begin with my anger. Theo hadn’t come to see me for any personal reason. He came because Cane had whined about wanting to have s*x with me and to fulfill that twisted agreement, Theo showed up.

A deep sense of betrayal and disappointment flooded my mind. If Theo had been standing in front of me right then, I would have slapped him with everything I had.

The same fury surged toward Cane. I wanted to scream at him for treating me like an object, for making deals without even considering my feelings. These men had made their twisted arrangements, disregarding my will entirely. Then again, they had gone far beyond the boundaries of decency the moment they kidnapped me.

“But seriously… how many times did you two go at it? I thought I was going to get a nosebleed just hearing about it this morning.” Cane joked, his tone as lighthearted as ever.

I fought hard to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over. Today, his teasing hit differently—it hurt more than usual.

‘Why am I about to break down over this? I survived all that brutal training from this madman, so why let this get to me?’

I decided to stop waiting for Theo to talk to me. I wouldn’t hope for anything from him. Of all of them, Theo Blaine was the worst – the one who had hurt me the most.

He had once said he loved me, yet here he was, orchestrating and leading this absurd kidnapping. A cruel, heartless man.

“Doctor, have you gotten all your answers now?”

Cane whispered with a sly smile as he leaned down, his chest pressing against mine. Even that small movement sent a wave of sensation through my overly sensitive body, making me clench my eyes shut. Despite the rage boiling inside me, my body betrayed me by responding.

I felt more pathetic than usual today—more defeated, more lost.

“Yes. I’ve come to understand even more clearly that you’re all bastards.”

I knew I should be playing the role—acting obedient, waiting for the right opportunity—but I couldn’t hold it in any longer. The words slipped out before I could stop them.

“Tell me I’m the biggest bastard of them all, worse than those other two,” Cane whispered into my ear, laughing softly.

I wanted to push him away, to get that smug, teasing grin out of my face. But the places where our skin touched buzzed with a maddening sensitivity, and it took everything in me not to pull him closer instead.

“Just rubbing like this feels good, doesn’t it?”

Cane murmured, pressing his lips to my neck as he slowly, sensually rubbed our bodies together. My hardened n*pples brushed against his muscles, sending dizzying waves of pleasure through me. My br*ast was pressed against his, my body yielding and molding into his firm shape.

“You’re my masterpiece, Doctor. The most erotic and beautiful person I’ve ever trained.”

“Hah…”

I let out a breathy moan, my body betraying me once again, overwhelmed by the sensation.

He kept his body pressed against mine as he spread my legs, settling himself comfortably between them. His fingers trailed down, brushing over my wet hole, teasing the slickness there. His thick fingers tapped lightly against my drenched hole, making a soft, wet sound.

“Ahh, ugh!” I gasped involuntarily.

“Even your hoarse voice sounds sexy,” Cane whispered in a low, teasing tone.

I bit my lip, trying to suppress any more sounds. My voice had been wrecked from yesterday’s encounter with Theo and hadn’t fully recovered, still raspy and weak even this morning.

“How did Theo touch you, Doctor?” Cane whispered, his voice dripping with mischief.

“Aah, ahhh!”

My attempt to stifle my moans proved futile as they spilled out uncontrollably.

“Did he also do this to you?” he asked, as two of his fingers, which had been teasing and rubbing my outer lips, suddenly thrust deep inside me, stretching me instantly.

Theo’s hands were larger than most, and though it was just two fingers, it felt like my insides were filled, making my body tremble with the overwhelming sensation.

“Wow, you’re swollen. It’s even tighter,”

Cane remarked, his fingers moving inside me with a lewd, squelching sound. Each time he stretched my swollen walls, a moan escaped my lips. His fingers pried me open and plunged deeper, hitting every sensitive, swollen spot inside. He knew exactly where to touch, thrusting into my tender, vulnerable spots with rough precision.

“You like it here, don’t you? When I touch you like this, you’re close, aren’t you?”

His fingers began thrusting rapidly against the upper part of my walls, and in an instant, my mind went blank, overwhelmed by the pleasure. The sensation surged through me, pushing me right to the edge.

“Aahh… ugh, ahhh!”

“See? You ej*culated so easily,”

Cane murmured, his voice teasing as my body trembled uncontrollably. My juices gushed out, and my walls tightened, clenching around his fingers as they twisted inside me. The entrance of my hole pulsed, contracting and releasing with every wave of pleasure. His fingers swirled within my softened, sensitive depths, splashing through the wetness.

“Haa… mmm, ahh…”

Everywhere his fingers touched, my body responded eagerly, trembling and welcoming the presence of its master. But then, with a sharp movement, Cane decisively withdrew his fingers, leaving my hole momentarily empty.

My hole, stretched and swollen, slowly closed again, and Cane, watching intently, lifted one of my legs. He pressed the head of his c*ck against the slightly parted hole, making my body tense with anticipation and my breath quicken. His thick tip teased my wet hole, sliding against them, and the slickness from my arousal coated him in a shiny layer.

“Aren’t you curious what you look like down here, Doctor?”

Cane murmured, though I barely processed his words. I was too consumed by the feeling of his hardness rubbing against me.

Cane was clearly intent on having s*x today—he had permission now, after all. The conditions that had previously bound them were no longer in play.

I thought I had grown accustomed to the intense teasing and conditioning, but the thought of Cane entering me made my heart drop. Despite having the same body as Theo’s, it felt like a completely different experience, as though I was about to have s*x with someone entirely new.

“Your l*bia are thick, so they usually stay tightly closed.” Cane continued, his voice dripping with lust. “But when I’ve teased you enough, it opens just a little, and I can see that pink flesh inside. God… every time I see it, I just want to shove my d*ck in. You have no idea how hard it’s been to hold back.”

His tip pressed insistently against my cl*t, as if ready to push into me at any moment, each nudge sending sharp waves of pleasure through my body.

Cane, as always, didn’t need my responses to keep talking. He knew full well that every word he said affected me deeply, and he reveled in it.