The man’s p*nis thrust into her with the force of a thunderbolt. It was so sudden, so overwhelming, that it really felt like being struck by lightning.

Yul-hye’s body jerked violently and a cry escaped her lips. As the thick sh*ft forced its way into her without hesitation, she felt her breath catch, unable to inhale.

It was as if a massive hammer or axe handle had been driven deep into her body. The sheer size and force of it made her feel like she was about to burst from the inside out.

Her lower body was already numb from the intense invasion, but even through the numbness she could feel the slippery fluids running down her perineum, pooling beneath her and soaking the skin of her hips.

“So tight – it’s uncomfortable.”

With a dissatisfied expression, he stares down at Yul-hye pinned beneath him.

“It will take some time to break you in properly.”

He added, as if taming her was nothing more than an inevitable task.

His hands gripped Yul-hye’s hips tightly.

The next moment, his p*nis began to move roughly.

“Ahh! Ah! Hnnngh!”

With each thrust of his hips, it was as if his p*nis was pounding inside her like a blacksmith hammering an anvil with a sledgehammer.

“Haaah! Aaah! Ahhh!”

There was no mercy in his movements. His relentless p*nis plunged in and out of her, relentlessly pounding her insides.

Each time it struck deep inside her, her thin stomach bulged slightly from the force.

It felt like she was about to tear apart, but the Governor neither stopped nor showed any sign of slowing down.

Was he really going to kill her tonight?

“Hnghh! Ahhh! Ahhh!”

Yul-hye’s moans grew sharper and more ragged, her breath catching with each passing moment. Her mind was a misty haze, hot and cloudy as if shrouded in mist.

The only sounds filling the air were her own gasping, the Governor’s ragged breathing and the wet, obscene sounds of his p*nis as it plunged relentlessly into her, spreading her flesh apart with each thrust.

She was no longer aware of what was happening to her body. At some point, his hands had moved from her hips to her waist, but Yul-hye didn’t even notice.

Her senses were completely overwhelmed by the relentless pressure of the steel-like rod that penetrated her, filling her insides without pause and pulling her mind into a dark, distant abyss.

“Ahhhhhh!”

The p*nis that had penetrated her suddenly swelled and thickened inside her.

Then, with a violent thrust, a surge of heat erupted from its tip, spreading through her body like melted fire.

As she felt the burning liquid seep into every corner of her insides, Yul-hye let out a scream, her voice shaking with shock and disbelief.

“Hnngh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!”

Yul-hye panted heavily, gasping for breath as she clung desperately to the bedpost. Her hands kept slipping, trying to hold on, but without a grip she couldn’t hold on.

Was the sun already up? Or was it still early morning? She couldn’t tell. This place had no windows, no light to tell the time.

Behind her, the beastly man continued his relentless attack, thrusting into her without mercy.

Yul-hye’s lower body was already a mess, completely ruined by the never-ending ordeal.

The thick, milky fluid the man had spilled had stained Yul-hye’s lower body, leaving it a complete mess.

How much longer did he intend to go on? Even when she collapsed from exhaustion, he would pick her up and continue his relentless thrusting.

At one point she had briefly lost consciousness, only to be jolted awake by the lightning-like impact of his thrusts as he spread her legs and took her again.

Now Yul-hye was bent over, gripping the bedpost for support as the man’s p*nis slammed into her from behind. She screamed, her voice hoarse and her throat aching from screaming.

His hands grabbed her br*asts roughly, squeezing them without care. They weren’t unscathed either – having been bitten and mauled all night, her n*pples now stung at the slightest touch.

Her entrance, which had struggled to accommodate him at first, was now stretched wide, making loud, wet noises as it took him in with ease.

Her trembling knees gave way beneath her.

“Hnnngh! Haaah…! Ah! Ah!”

Eventually, Yul-hye lost her grip on the bedpost and her body collapsed forward. She fell, only to be turned over by him, who pulled himself off her before wrapping her in his arms.

Her face was buried against his steel chest as she gasped for air. It felt as if she could stop breathing at any moment. Her heart was pounding like it was going to burst, her head spinning uncontrollably. Even when she lay still, her stomach churned as if the world were tilting.

How much of his essence had she absorbed today?

And yet there wasn’t even a hint of fatigue on him. Not a single sign that he was tired.

Is this man even human? she wondered, her hazy mind reeling with disbelief.

“Now get some rest. You’ll need it to enjoy yourself again tomorrow.”

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow?! The words snapped Yul-hye’s mind into focus.

“Tomorrow? Absolutely not…!”

Tomorrow? Who gave him the right to decide?

‘I have to escape. Yes, I’ll run away. I’ll leave Gangseo.’

At first, even after breaking off the engagement, she hadn’t planned to leave Gangseo. This place was like another home to her, full of familiarity and attachment. Where else would she go, leaving behind the place she had grown to love so much?

But now her mind had changed.

She had to flee.

Not because of Jung Do-yoon, but because of the Governor.

She couldn’t allow herself to be trampled on again tomorrow night. And there was no guarantee that it would end with just one more night. 

‘I will escape. I hate Do-yoon for handing me over to the Governor like some kind of object, and I hate this man for lusting after someone else’s bride. Running away is my only option.’ 

She was well aware that this man would abandon her the moment he lost interest. She wasn’t naive enough to think otherwise. His desire was nothing more than a selfish greed to take what belonged to someone else. The amusement would fade, and when it did, he would find another plaything and leave her forgotten. 

But by then she would be in ruins. Living as Jung Do-yoon’s wife with her body and soul so completely destroyed was a fate she couldn’t bear – even in death. 

If Do-yoon had sold her once, what would stop him from doing it again? After all, once someone crosses that line, it only gets easier the second time. 

If winning the Governor’s favour through this ordeal secured him a position in the government, Jung Do-yoon would undoubtedly sell her again for his own gain. 

Whenever a man offered him something in exchange for her, he would hand her over without hesitation. She would be passed from man to man, used like a common pr*stitute, all for Do-yoon’s benefit. 

The very thought made her skin crawl. 

To avoid such a fate, there was only one choice – she had to escape. 

“Gangseo isn’t so bad.”

The Governor murmured casually, and Yul-hye shuddered at his words. 

At that moment, whatever lingering attachment she had to Gangseo disappeared completely.