On the rough, rolling expanse of the Pacific Ocean, a large white cruise ship, three hundred meters long and about forty meters wide, was riding the wind and waves.
It drove smoothly among the deep blue waves, a bastion of impossible luxury against the wilderness of the sea.
This opulent creation, with twelve floors of cabins and an interior of extravagant, almost gaudy decoration, was a world unto itself.
In the upper cabin, an office suite where countless expensive, somber paintings were displayed on wood-paneled walls, the air was still and cold.
Behind a massive desk fitted with several black, blank-looking data screens, an expressionless brown-haired man was staring at the naked girl standing not far away. The room was silent save for the low, distant thrum of the ship's engines.
A very twisted, terrifying smile appeared subconsciously at the corner of his mouth, a tiny spasm in an otherwise waxy and immobile face.
The brown-haired man's stiff features seemed to have lost the ability to show any genuine expression.
He stared at the blushing, trembling girl with longing, hungry eyes and said, his voice smooth and unnervingly calm.
"Oh, Anna, you are such a pure girl. Every inch of your skin is... mouth-watering. According to the agreement between you and me, one hundred thousand dollars has been entered into your bank account. You can check it, if you like. However, are you sure you want to continue?"
A few meters away, the girl, with a small pile of clothing scattered around her bare feet, had to cover her vitals with her cold, shaking hands.
The girl named Anna took a deep, shuddering breath, her chest visibly rising and falling.
With a clear, desperate struggle in her expression, she raised her head, showing her golden ponytail. She said softly, her voice thin and reedy.
"Mr. Agger, I... I believe you will not break your promise. I want to continue. This is my only chance to escape poverty. I made my decision before I got on the ship."
"Haha... good girl. You are indeed the good girl I admire most."
Hearing the girl's answer, the terrifying smile on the brown-haired man's mouth became more twisted, pulling the skin taut at his cheek.
He couldn't help but open his eyes wider, revealing light red, almost pink pupils that caught the light.
"Then let's continue." He gestured vaguely with one hand. "You can choose. Ten thousand dollar to put on those white stockings and dance for me. Or, fifty thousand dollar to put on an animal collar and go out with me. Of course, we will go to a crowded place on the boat, the main atrium, perhaps."
He paused, letting the humiliation sink in.
"However, I have a more exciting, more profitable way to play. Did you see the table knife and ice bucket nearby? If you are willing to donate a thousand milliliters of blood, then I can pay half a million for it."
His voice dropped, becoming even more persuasive, almost hypnotic.
"You don't need to worry. There are abundant medical resources on this ship. One thousand milliliters of blood is not a problem if the bleeding is stopped in time. Anna, I remember you are still a high school student, right? Have you learned anything about the human body in that biology course?"
The brown-haired man's words were like the hissing and fangs of a snake, slow and precise.
He repeatedly seduced the innocent and ignorant girl.
He spoke very slowly, almost carelessly, as if discussing the weather.
But his voice seemed to be full of some kind of heavy persuasion.
And as time went by, the naked Anna's struggling eyes and her skin, already flushed, became an even deeper, feverish crimson.
It also made the brown-haired man's strong appetite build, his stillness becoming more predatory.
Finally, the girl Anna seemed to have made a decision. Her breathing hitched, and she gave a small, defeated sob.
She put down the palms that were covering her vitals, exposing herself completely. She moved her bare feet silently across the plush carpet to the front of a side table.
The girl Anna picked up the table knife with trembling fingertips. The cold, serrated blade was just placed on her wrist, the metal biting into her skin without breaking it.
The brown-haired man's voice, cold and approving, came to her ears again.
"Good girl... but don't you think your approach is too conservative? If you are willing to take that knife to your chest, I am willing to pay an extra five hundred thousand. That is one million. A house you have longed for for a long time, or an opportunity to travel around the world..."
Anna, whose eyes were full of a terrible, agonizing struggle, suddenly raised her delicate, red cheeks.
She looked at the expressionless brown-haired man, Agger, with tearful eyes.
She said with a trembling voice, the knife shaking in her hand.
"Mr. Agger, I... I'm scared."
"Oh, my poor little bread." His tone was one of mock pity. "Your hesitation will make you lose this opportunity. If you choose to give up, of course I respect your decision. But you will be busy for the rest of your life in a low-paying job. You will regret today's... reckless behavior."
Dario Agger, wearing an expensive, perfectly tailored suit, stood up slowly.
He stepped out from behind the desk, his movements stiff, almost mechanical.
He arrived in front of the girl, Anna, looming over her.
At this moment, the brown-haired man's figure seemed to have expanded, to have swelled, becoming much larger and broader than he had been just seconds before.
He stared expressionlessly at the tearful girl in front of him and said seductively, his voice a low command.
"As long as you cut it, countless money will flow into your bank account. Cut it, girl. This is your destiny."
Accompanied by the brown-haired man's words, the girl Anna seemed to have accepted the temptation, her will finally breaking.
She raised the knife, her hand shaking violently, and cut open her full chest.
Suddenly, a large amount of red hot blood flowed uncontrollably, streaming down her pale skin.
In an instant, Agger seemed like he could no longer control his rising, monstrous desire.
With an expressionless face, he threw himself on the girl.
Two palms, which were gradually covering over with thick, coarse brown hair, firmly held her slender arms, his fingers digging in like steel clamps.
Then, he lowered his face to the injured area and began sucking, drawing the blood.
In an instant, the girl Anna opened her eyes, which were full of sharp pain and sudden, abject terror.
She shouted with a horrified expression, her voice cracking.
"Help! Mr. Agger, I choose to give up! I don't want... who... what are you?!"
Agger, the brown-haired man who used to have a gentlemanly, if cold, manner and wore an expensive suit, was changing.
In an instant, he turned into a terrifying monster. His suit ripped and tore as strong, inhuman muscles bulged, his height shooting up to more than two meters.
This monster had a huge, snarling bull's head.
Its sharp, wicked horns reflected the bright light from the ceiling.
Above its bulging and deformed bull face, a pair of blood-red, glowing eyes stared at the human girl who was close at hand, trapped in his grasp.
Then, the bull-headed monster's behavior of sucking blood also changed dramatically.
It suddenly opened its bloody, fanged mouth.
It bit off a large piece of flesh and blood from her chest and began to chew it madly, a low, wet growl emanating from its throat.
The bloody girl Anna suddenly let out a piercing, agonized scream.
The intense pain made her tremble all over, and she tried desperately to break free from the bull-headed monster, her feet kicking uselessly.
However, she finally found out in despair that she was powerless, held as if by a machine.
A few minutes later, the flesh and blood in front of her was eaten up.
The girl Anna, now in a dying state, was like a fragile doll of flesh and blood.
The bull-headed monster who was feasting on her, his hunger momentarily sated, threw her contemptuously onto the floor of the cabin, which was covered in gorgeous, expensive patterned carpet.
At this time, the girl, who was barely breathing, exhaled her last, ragged breath.
In her dimmed, crystal eyes, which stared lifelessly at the ceiling, a wisp of desperate tears slowly overflowed and slid onto her pale skin, now stained with blood.
The bull-headed monster, Agger, closed his blood-red eyes with great, sensual enjoyment.
It raised its bull-like head.
A low, rumbling voice came out from the depth of his throat.
"Every dying human girl is a delicious dessert. What a delicious struggle... and despair."
The next moment, WHAM!
The steel door of the office, which was originally closed, was pushed open from the outside, slamming into the wall.
The heavy door hit the wood paneling, making a loud, cracking noise.
At the same time, a tall boy in a black suit and sunglasses rushed in hurriedly, his face pale with panic.
The other party seemed to ignore the bloody, mutilated human girl at the feet of the bull-headed monster, and said in a hurried, breathless tone:
"John! How many times have I told you! Don't disturb me when I'm eating!"
However, Agger, who suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, interrupted the boy's words with a roar.
A heavy, hot airflow blew out of its huge nostrils, reflecting the raw anger in its heart.
"Mr. Agger, it's urgent!"
The tall boy wearing sunglasses took a deep breath, forcing himself to speak.
He gritted his teeth and shouted, his voice high with panic.
"Stock market! Something happened in the stock market! Our stock price is falling wildly!"
The bull-headed monster Agger trembled all over, his entire massive frame shaking with rage.
It suddenly raised a cow foot, a heavy, hoofed limb with a recurved joint.
CRUNCH.
After crushing the human girl's head, it shouted loudly, its voice a deafening bellow that shook the paintings on the walls.
"Who is it! Who is sniping my stock price! That's all my wealth! Mine!"
"Mr. Agger... It's everyone! All the capital that has had a grudge with us in the past! Even companies that have nothing to do with us are eating our flesh and blood!"
"Notify the public relations department! Hold a press conference immediately! Let the manager of the financial department call the director of the exchange..."
However, facing a stock price crisis that could tear apart a multinational company, the bull-headed monster Agger gradually, visibly calmed down.
It actually bent down again, picked up a piece of the girl's flesh and blood from the carpet, and stuffed it into its mouth, chewing slowly.
"Finally... call a meeting of directors from all over the world. Since the loss of stock price has been made and cannot be recovered..."
He swallowed.
"Then, I have no choice but to give up... 'eat' some of my own people."
His blood-red eyes glittered.
"These damn, bloodthirsty capitalists."
"I, Dario Agger, will not fall so easily. Roxxon Industries will not fall easily either."