When Soha walked out of the hall after finishing her exam, her body was aching with exhaustion. Adrik was waiting right in front of the gate, leaning against his royal car. The moment he saw Soha, he pressed the remote to pop open the car door.
After she got in, Adrik didn't say a word; he simply stared at her pale face and maintained that same devilish smirk.
Upon returning to the penthouse, Adrik dragged Soha into their massive bedroom. A beautifully decorated gift box lay on the bed, tied with a large Pink Ribbon
Adrik (In a deceptively sweet tone): "A little surprise for my 'Topper Girl.' Open it, Soha. This is the reward for your struggle today."
With trembling hands, Soha untied the ribbon. The moment she saw the contents of the box, her eyes froze. Inside was a pair of shiny Pink Handcuffs. Though they looked like mere toys, they were actually made of high-quality steel, covered in a velvet-soft lining.
Soha (In a terrified voice): "These... why these, Adrik?"
Adrik jerked Soha toward him in one swift movement. He grazed his sharp teeth against her earlobe.
Adrik: "You have been very disobedient, Soha. I saw you look at that guy, Min-ho, once while going into your exam. So, from now on, these pink chains will be your companion. They are beautiful, just like you—but I am the only one who holds the key."
With a sharp click, Adrik snapped one of her hands to the bed's railing. The pink handcuffs created a haunting contrast against Soha's fair skin.
Adrik: "This isn't just for sex, Soha. It's to remind you that you are a prized pet. This pink color will always remind you of the bloodshed from three months ago."
Soha slumped onto the floor, one hand shackled above her to the rail. Adrik sat before her, a glass of champagne in his hand, watching her helplessness with that psychotic smile.
Adrik: "Tonight is going to be very long, Soha. I'm going to throw the key to these handcuffs into the Seoul River today. From now on, you stay bound to my bed like this... completely mine."
Soha realized that this pink color did not represent love; it was the mark of Adrik's new brand of mental and physical domination.In the depths of the midnight stillness in the penthouse, the only sounds were the hum of the AC and the suffocating rhythm of pain. It was 12:00 AM. Outside, the city of Seoul was asleep, but inside this locked room, Adrik's new obsession had reached its peak.
Soha's hand remained captive in those pink handcuffs, shackled to the massive bed railing. The velvet lining of the cuffs grated against the skin of her wrists. She lay face down, biting the bedsheet hard with her teeth to prevent her screams from escaping the room.
Her entire body trembled uncontrollably. Her expensive dress lay discarded in a corner of the floor. Adrik was right behind her. Neither of them had any clothes on. Adrik's heated, muscular frame was pressed flush against Soha's back.
The Scene:
The Sound of Chains: Every time Soha tried to move, the metallic clack of the handcuffs against the railing created a haunting rhythm. On her fair back, the red marks from Adrik's fingernails began to surface.
Adrik's Dominance: Adrik buried his face in the scarred area of her neck. He gripped her waist so tightly that her bones felt as if they might snap.
The Muffled Cries: Soha groaned through the clenched sheet— "Uuuummm..." Her tears soaked a corner of the linen.
Adrik leaned into her ear and whispered in that same old demonic tone—
Adrik: "Don't tear the sheet, Soha, it's expensive. Claw at my back instead. Tonight, those pink chains will tell you that every path to escape has been closed forever."
Adrik pulled her shackled hand even higher. Soha's body arched like a bow in agony. He began to take possession of her with all his primal strength. In the dim blue light of the room, their sweat-streaked bodies created a scene of brutal yet mesmerizing intensity.
Adrik: "The more you cry, Soha, the more my thirst grows. This midnight darkness is witness... from today, you are my prized captive."
Soha could no longer bear it; the sheet she was biting slipped from her mouth. A long, agonizing scream echoed through the dark room.Adrik's madness knew no bounds. His demonic possessiveness and primal desire combined to unleash a terrifying storm upon Soha.
In that bluish midnight darkness, Adrik suddenly pulled Soha from the bed with a violent jerk, hoisting her into his powerful lap. One of Soha's hands was still shackled to the bed railing by the pink handcuffs, forcing her to remain suspended while draped over him. Her body arched like a bow in a mixture of agony and intense stimulation.
She gripped Adrik's broad neck with her numbing hands. The searing heat from his body sent a terrifying tremor through every cell of her being.
The Scene:
The Peak Moment: As Adrik crushed Soha against himself with all his ruthless strength, her last bit of endurance shattered. Her 22-year-old body reached a devastating peak of physical sensation.
Body's Reaction: From Soha's numbed body, a milky white discharge released, trickling down onto Adrik's thighs. It was the final physical mark of her peak agony and total exhaustion.
The Cry: Soha could no longer restrain herself. Hiding her face against Adrik's shoulder, she let out a long, muffled groan— "Ummmmmm..."
Adrik did not stop. Soha's total vulnerability drove him even deeper into a frenzy. He pressed her even harder against his lap, as if he intended to carve his very existence into her bones tonight.
Adrik (Gasping heavily): "There it is, Soha... this total surrender is what I wanted. Even this final drop of moisture from your body belongs only to me today."
Soha went limp, resting her head against Adrik's chest. In that penthouse room, a strange scent of sweat and blood lingered. The pink handcuffs continued to hit the railing, sounding that same horrific, metallic rhythm.In that dark chamber of the penthouse, the intensity had reached its absolute peak. Before Adrik's primal strength, Soha's 22-year-old body had all but surrendered.In that dark chamber of the penthouse, the intensity had reached its absolute peak. Before Adrik's primal strength, Soha's 22-year-old body had all but surrendered.
As Adrik pressed Soha even harder against his lap, a long, pained, yet shivering sound escaped her lips— "Ahhhhhh..." Her fingers clawed at Adrik's broad back, trying to carve her own mark of existence.
Adrik let out a sound of demonic satisfaction from deep within his throat— "Hmmmmm..." He brought his mouth close to her ear, releasing his searing breath.
Adrik (In a deep, intoxicated voice): "What happened, Soha? Where is that fire of yours now? You were fighting so hard just a while ago... why have you broken down like this?"
Soha couldn't answer. Her body had gone numb from an otherworldly intensity. Adrik tilted her chin up. He saw that her eyes no longer held the fire of revenge; there was only a shadow of limitless exhaustion and a daze.
Adrik: "What happened? Why aren't you speaking? Is my pink gift a bit too heavy for you?"
Soha only stared into Adrik's dark eyes with blurred vision. Adrik began to claim her once more in that same cruel rhythm. In the dim light of the room, their sweat-streaked bodies stood as witnesses to the final battle between a monster and his captive.Adrik's madness no longer respected any human boundaries. His demonic desire and obsession with dominance had given him a terrifying form.Adrik suddenly gripped Soha's chin with his iron hand. Her eyes were still half-closed in pain and a daze. Without a word, in one swift motion, he forced his manhood into Soha's mouth.
Soha shuddered at the suddenness. Her throat muscles tightened, but she was helpless against the pressure of Adrik's steel-like grip. Adrik grabbed a handful of her hair, bringing her head under his complete control.
The Scene:
The Peak of Excitement: The warmth of Soha's mouth and her helpless state drove Adrik to the peak of extreme arousal. His breath was now as searing as a storm.
Demonic Rhythm: Adrik began a cruel rhythm with the thrusts of his hips. A muffled groan tried to escape from Soha's throat, but it was suppressed by Adrik's overwhelming force.
The Victor's Smirk: There was a wild satisfaction in Adrik's eyes. He stared into Soha's eyes and smiled demonically, as if he intended to turn every part of her body into his slave today.
Adrik (In a harsh tone): "Taste it, Soha... this is the taste of your defeat. Only my name shall be uttered by this mouth from now on."
Soha tried to claw at Adrik's thighs with both hands, but her body slowly went limp with exhaustion. In that penthouse room, only the sound of Adrik's heavy breathing and Soha's helpless whimpering created a terrifying atmosphere.Faced with Adrik's sudden and overwhelming dominance, Soha gathered her remaining strength. She was suffocating in pain, but her inner rebellious spirit flickered to life for a moment.With all her might, Soha pushed against Adrik's chest and moved her face away. Her body was still trembling, a tragic mixture of saliva and a hint of blood at the corner of her lips. She began to gasp for air, like someone reaching the surface after being submerged for too long.
The Scene:
Soha's Cry: Moving her face away, she whispered in a shaking voice, "I... I can't anymore... just kill me...!" The pink handcuffs on her wrist clattered violently against the railing.
Adrik's Reaction: Soha's withdrawal didn't stop Adrik; instead, it multiplied his arousal. His eyes held a blood-red hue. He saw her struggle and attempt to escape as a form of sport.
Re-taking Control: Adrik jerked her hair again with his powerful hand. He turned her face back toward him and ran his tongue over the bite marks on her neck.
Adrik (In a deep, intoxicated voice): "Move away? From me? There is no way out of this room, Soha. The more you try to get away, the deeper I will drag you into the depths of agony."
Soha slumped against the wall, depleted. She realized that in this locked penthouse room, Adrik would respect no boundaries today. Her attempt to pull away only prolonged his demonic pleasure.Adrik's demonic desire was now desperate to establish his right over every cell of Soha's body. Ignoring all resistance, he began to spread his dominance deeper into her.As Soha leaned against the wall gasping, Adrik brought her back under his iron control. Giving her no chance, he spread her legs apart and forcefully entered her most private and sensitive area with his hot lips and tongue.
Soha shuddered as if struck by lightning at this sudden and intense contact. Her hand in the pink handcuffs began to slam frantically against the railing.
The Scene:
Intense Shiver: Soha's numbed body arched like a bow once again in a fresh wave of arousal and agony. An incoherent cry escaped her lips— "Ahhhh... Adrik... no... ugh!"
Adrik's Frenzy: Adrik was savoring the taste of her private depths like a thirsty beast. This primal behavior was leaving Soha physically completely depleted.
Helpless Surrender: Soha's fingers tightly gripped Adrik's hair. On one hand, she felt hatred, but on the other, her body couldn't help but respond to this forbidden addiction.
Adrik (Lifting his head to look into her eyes): "Tell me, Soha... how does it feel? You can never forget this taste. Every drop of your blood is chanting my name today."
Soha slumped, burying her face in the pillow. In that penthouse room, only the scent of sweat, blood, and primal lust remained. As the night grew deeper, Adrik's demonic side became even more terrifying.Adrik's frenzy no longer respected any boundaries. Every muscle of his body was fueled by primal aggression. No resistance from Soha could stop him; rather, her defiance drove him deeper into madness.
Adrik gripped both of Soha's hands in one of his iron fists. With one hand already bound by the pink handcuffs, she lost all power to move. Adrik pressed his well-defined six-pack abs against her body and re-entered her with full force.
In the height of his arousal, Adrik's voice changed. He leaned into Soha's ear and growled in that bone-chilling Russian language.
Adrik (Harshly in Russian): "Ты моя, Соха! Ты всегда будешь моей рабыней! Никто не спасет тебя от моей страсти!"
(Translation: You are mine, Soha! You will always be my slave! No one can save you from my passion!)
The Scene:
Demonic Rhythm: Adrik began a ruthless rhythm, using the strength of every muscle in his body. The sweat from his six-pack abs mingled with Soha's heated skin.
Linguistic Terror: Whenever Adrik spoke Russian, Soha was reminded of those dark days three years ago. She closed her eyes in agony, the sheet she bit down on becoming soaked again.
Primal Peak: Adrik showed no signs of stopping. He released his full body weight onto her, growling like a primal beast.
Adrik (Again in Russian): "Посмотри на меня! Почувствуй мою власть!"
(Translation: Look at me! Feel my power!)
Soha lay limp on the bed. With every thrust of Adrik, her body swayed like a helpless toy. In the dim blue light of the penthouse, Adrik no longer looked like a man—he looked like a terrifying monster from Russia.Adrik's madness seemed never-ending. His demonic desire reached a new level where he sought to turn Soha into a completely lifeless doll.Adrik suddenly got up from the bed and pulled out a thin red silk cloth from the cabinet. Without a word, he tied it tightly over Soha's eyes. Now, there was only pitch darkness before her, and in that void, she could only feel Adrik's searing breath.
Next, Adrik picked up a red leather belt kept beside the bed. He looped the belt around Soha's neck and gave it a violent jerk, pulling her toward him.
The Scene:
The Terror of Darkness: Blindfolded, Soha could see nothing. This darkness reminded her of that black cell from three years ago. She trembled uncontrollably.
The Leash on Her Throat: With the tug of the red belt, Soha's head tilted backward. She struggled to breathe, but for Adrik, this was supreme pleasure. He was controlling her like a pet.
A New Assault: Wrapping one end of the belt around his hand, Adrik threw Soha back onto the bed. With one hand in handcuffs, eyes blindfolded, and a red belt around her neck—she was now entirely at Adrik's mercy.
Adrik (In a deep, cruel voice): "Now you will only feel me, Soha. You will see nothing; you will only endure my rule within this red darkness. This belt will remind you that even your right to breathe is in my hands now."
Soha made a futile attempt to loosen the belt around her neck with her free hand. Adrik descended upon her again in that same terrifying rhythm. In that dark penthouse room, the red cloth and the red belt combined to create a scenario of pure horror.Adrik's madness was now beyond any earthly rules. With the crimson blindfold over her eyes and the demonic tug of the belt around her neck, just as Soha was nearly lifeless, he started again. He was burning with a never-ending thirst that sought peace only by consuming her.In the darkness, Soha could only hear the cracking of Adrik's joints and his heavy, labored breathing. Adrik wound the belt tighter around his hand, causing Soha's upper body to lift off the bed. Without wasting a second, he lunged at her again with full force.
The Scene:
The Burn of Darkness: Because Soha could see nothing, every touch felt a thousand times more intense and terrifying. With every thrust of Adrik, the red cloth over her eyes grew damp with tears.
The Cruelty of the Belt: Whenever Adrik reached a peak, he yanked the belt. The red leather mark on Soha's neck grew deeper. She whimpered in a faint, pained voice— "Ahhhhh ... Adrik... have mercy..."
Primal Frenzy: Sweat dripped from Adrik's body onto Soha's limp form. He seemed to have vowed that before dawn broke, he would wring out every last drop of her existence.
Adrik (Voice trembling with arousal): "Mercy? That word doesn't exist in my dictionary, Soha. Every time you surrender, I will start anew. This night will never end!"
Soha went completely limp. Her hand in the pink handcuffs no longer moved; it only made a pathetic clinking sound against the metal. That luxurious penthouse room had turned into a pit of hell, where Adrik reigned alone, and Soha was his eternal sacrifice.