He didn’t say a word. He didn’t even look at me. Instead, he leaned back against the seat with his eyes closed, as if he was holding something back.

My body shook with fear. I resented Theo – I hated him for making me so scared while claiming he loved me.

The carriage started to move. I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer and let out a soft whimper. What had happened to Mio? Was she being dragged into another carriage? What would happen next? My thoughts swirled, making it impossible to keep my composure.

I couldn’t even pinpoint where everything had gone wrong. My mind was too clouded to grasp the situation rationally.

I wished Theo would say something – anything. After all, he was my lover. Even when he did something crazy, he was always the more rational one, more than me.

“Theo, we can’t do this. It’s not too late, let’s go to Arkel together. This is wrong. It’s a crime. We can face the investigation and get treatment. I’ll be at your side.”

My voice was shaky, soaked with emotion.

“You’re the one who broke the promise to stay by my side.”

“That is not the point. I can’t stay by your side in this abnormal state. This is wrong. When we fix it, we can be together.”

“Abnormal…?”

He tilted his head slightly, a wry smile forming on his lips. The smile felt cruel, and I caught my breath.

In an instant, he was pulling me close and pushing me down onto the carriage seat. His solid body pressed down on top of me.

His teeth sank sharply into my neck, sending a stab of pain through my body. After days of being deprived of my master’s scent, my sinful body reacted quickly, blood rushing to the surface. I struggled, trying to push him away.

“Theo, stop…”

But my body betrayed me, curling up as his hands cupped and squeezed my br*asts. An electrifying wave of pleasure crashed into my brain. His hands kneaded my br*ast mercilessly as if it were dough. Theo’s breathing was ragged. His hands slipped under my clothes, roughly pulling down my underwear, then grabbing my er*ect n*pples, squeezing and rubbing them.

“Hmph…!”

“Your body is already abnormal, Yuel. How are you going to fix it?”

He whispered cruelly into my ear. I tried to push him away, sobbing, but my strength was pathetically weak. Instead of real resistance, it felt more like I was just sulking. My mind unravelled and my body shook with shame.

He tore off my clothes, almost tearing them to pieces. Realizing I was in a carriage, I struggled again, but his hands quickly seized my wrists. My ample br*asts were exposed to the cold air and my trousers were pulled down to my underwear.

Theo’s reddened eyes scanned my body and I squeezed my eyes shut, crying.

“Theo… please…”

“Yuel. Tell me, what were you planning to do with this lewd body?”

He asked, his tongue reaching out to lick my n*pple. A shiver ran down my spine. I shook my head, trying to deny his question, to push the pleasure away.

His hot tongue licked my sensitive skin, nibbling at the flesh of my br*asts, sending alternating waves of pain and pleasure through me.

Suddenly his hands moved down, grasping my legs and spreading them apart.

“Oh no!”

I was a mess. I tried to keep my composure amidst the pleasure, but my mind became even more chaotic. This was different from simply surrendering to the ecstasy – my head felt like it was going to burst.

Ignoring my condition, Theo explored the entrance to my p*ssy, which was starting to get wet. He looked like he had already lost his mind. The teeth chewing on my n*pple were harder and more painful than usual.

“You said no, but you’re wet.”

He whispered harshly, pushing a finger deeper into my hole.

“You’re biting down hard and s*cking like you’ve been waiting for my c*ck to put it in.”

His hand remained in the hole, moving slowly.

His hand moved slowly into my hole. Squeak, squeak. The sound of water came from below. Even without him saying anything, I could tell that my v*gina was extremely wet. My face blushed and I tried to control myself, but every time his finger entered my hole, a flash of pleasure shot through my brain.

“In the midst of all this, you seem to enjoy it.”

I wanted him to stop, to stop hurting me, to stop humiliating me, but he wasn’t satisfied. The rough thrust down there slipped out and a blunt, viciously er*ect p*nis immediately pressed against the entrance of my p*ssy.

Even amid pleasure and dizziness, I instinctively recoiled and tried to escape. My weak sense of reason fought against it.

For a moment I thought his p*nis was going to fall off, but his big hand grabbed my waist and pulled me down. My hole was split open and the p*nis was pushed in. I couldn’t breathe because of the increasing pressure. It penetrated my body in one swift motion and continued to push in regardless of my position. The p*nis, full to the root, soon began to move.

His huge, hard p*nis kept moving, piercing my soft flesh. I was f*cked by him in the moving carriage. His hand holding my waist hurt. But I didn’t care about the pain as I felt the pleasure of his thrusting p*nis.

I bit my lip and held back my moans, but the more I did, the more intense his thrusts inside me became. Ha, ah! Ah! A faint moan escaped through my tightly clenched teeth.

My lips were ripped open and I tasted the bitter taste of blood. Theo’s heavy breath poured into my face. The hand that held my waist grabbed both my br**sts and squeezed. He gripped my flesh as hard as he could as if he were grasping a doorknob. Thump, thump. The harder he pressed, the more my body was pushed upward. My head hit the wall of the carriage with a thud.

In the past, I would have changed my position, but now, instead of stopping his movements, Theo twisted and rubbed my n*pples more cruelly. A low moan escaped his mouth as the walls were pressed tightly together. He dominated me from start to finish.

His heavy, languid eyes took in every detail of my body, hiding nothing. Those cold, cruel eyes pierced my heart without mercy.

It was as if he was looking at a slave who was truly satisfying his needs.

“No…!”

I struggled to break free from his embrace once more, tears streaming down my face. His grip around my neck tightened.

“Humph!”

I choked weakly. I was out of breath. I gripped his arm tightly. Theo didn’t release his grip. His other hand pushed my legs further apart, lifting them. My waist was bent, my hole where his p*nis was stuck protruding. Theo thrust mercilessly into me.

Even in the midst of all this, the movement of his p*nis, penetrating that sensitive spot so precisely, brought me to climax like a wave. I cried and turned away from the sensation. I shook my head, but it was difficult to move because I was held by his hand. I was trapped like an insect on a pin, turned into a specimen.

Even as he did, the movement of his p*nis hitting exactly the right sensitive spot sent a wave of climax through me. I turned away from the feeling, crying. I shook my head, but his hold on me made it difficult to move. I was held by him like an insect on an hourglass pin, a specimen.

Theo thrust into my hole again and again. Finally, an org*sm shook me.

‘Ah…ugh!’

I swallowed my moans and stiffened my body. Theo continued to thrust into my tightly closed hole. The obscene sound of squelch, squelch, squelch echoed through the air. It was a mess. Tears streamed from my eyes and my breathing was ragged. My whole body was filled with power and pleasure swirling around me.

“You can’t escape, Yuel.”

He whispered in a low voice as he thrust his d*ck in. His voice was muffled and raspy from the afterglow of s*x. The grip around my neck loosened slightly as he leaned his massive body down and bit my lip, which tasted of blood from the tight bite I’d taken since we started.

The movement of his p*nis, which had been thrusting in and out, became slow and subtle. The slow thrusts were n*ked, the flesh stretching with each one.

“Because you are mine.”

His lips parted, and he said it again, right in front of me. I looked up at him, my eyes blurred with pain and pleasure. Madness was welling up in his eyes. Theo had gone completely and utterly insane.

Tears ran down my cheeks.

“Hmph….”

His slow-moving p*nis was thrust deep into my hole and he ej*culated. He chewed and licked my cheek where my tears were streaming down. Every move was filled with serious obsession.

His p*nis slipped out. s*men and love juice flowed out together, staining the carriage seat. My body went limp. Theo’s hand, which had been holding my neck, fell away too. I squatted down, struggling. Theo looked at me and then pulled up his clothes.

“Put your clothes on.”

His cold voice made me flinch. I was scared. I swallowed my sobs and, with trembling hands, picked up the clothes that had fallen onto the carriage floor. My head felt heavy, and my entire body ached.

The shirt was stretched from being pulled off awkwardly. My lower body was damp, but with nothing to clean it, I had no choice but to put my underwear and trousers back on as they were. Theo watched my every move, while the seat of the carriage remained wet.

As I shifted to the opposite side, Theo’s hand kept a firm grip on my wrist.

After a while, the fear and trembling that had shaken me began to subside. The carriage continued to move forward. It would take two days to travel from Bluein to the Goldrain Mansion, which meant I would have to endure Theo’s anger for two days inside this carriage.

“Theo…”

I called out, my voice quieter than before, though a slight tremor still lingered.

“Let me go. If there’s still love between us, I don’t want to lose that too.”

Tears welled up as I spoke. If cursing and resisting wouldn’t work, then I wanted to cling to him and beg. I no longer had the luxury to devise a plan or act. Theo, with his eyes closed and body sinking into the seat, only tightened his grip on my wrist.