The room was saturated with the intense scent of passion. Amidst the creaking of the bed, a groan of impatience broke the silence.

“Haa…”

It felt as though her body was being split in two by a fiery pillar. Even though this wasn’t her first encounter with Carlos, Ines’s feelings remained unchanged. Her body was already drenched in the man’s essence. She couldn’t even recall how many times they had been together or how many days they had intertwined.

Carlos, like a man consumed by lust, held Ines close all day long, and even when they bathed together, he released himself inside her like a dog in heat. The only time she could rest was during meals.

Once that fleeting moment passed, Carlos would push himself back in, parting the overflowing essence.

“Haa, mm. Ugh…!”

Ines’s voice had long since become hoarse from the involuntary moans that escaped her lips. Whenever she was too exhausted and let her consciousness slip, the overwhelming pressure piercing her entire body forced her to regain her senses.

“Ine…s… Ugh.”

Carlos continuously called the name of the woman beneath him as he relentlessly moved his hips. How long had that desperate voice echoed, as if trying to confirm she was still alive?

A heavy tip thrust deep inside.

“Haa…”

“Ugh.”

Ines’s nails left scars on Carlos’s back. It was the only act of defiance she could manage on the bed. Yet he seemed to welcome it as if they were marks of honor.

“Ines… Ines, Ines.”

After finishing, Carlos held Ines tightly without withdrawing. He continued to call her name, like he was afraid she might disappear.

Ines couldn’t understand it. Why did the man who once despised, hated, and ignored her call her name so plaintively? It almost seemed like he loved her. And, amusingly enough.

“I love you, Ines.”

Carlos even whispered that he loved her. But his heartfelt confession brought no emotion to Ines, whose feelings had long dried up.

She simply wanted to die.

She wanted to disappear like dust before him.

She wished to scatter as if she had never existed in this world.

But Carlos wouldn’t allow that.

‘Why on earth.’

Why was he doing this now?

She had already let everything go, so why?

But the question was short-lived.

Carlos thrust his hips again, and Ines’s body bounced upward. Her toes curled instinctively at the merciless movement. The world flashed white before her eyes.

“Haa…!”

A moan, true to her instincts, slipped from Ines’s lips. Only then did the man’s expression relax, seemingly satisfied. Feeling Carlos’s breath against her ear, Ines closed her eyes.

With the darkness came memories from long ago.

The day she was abandoned by her fiancé, the day she became Carlos’s. The hardened tip nudged the slick entrance again, as if to awaken her from her reverie.

Ines’s body shook silently once more.