The cold stillness in Adrik's eyes instantly transformed into a demonic frenzy. Soha's defiance and her words filled with hatred had ignited a raging fire in his mafia ego. Without saying a word, he slowly began to unbuckle his leather belt. The metallic "click" of the buckle sounded like a message from the angel of death in Soha's ears.
Adrik (in a ferocious, low voice):
"You threw away the chance for love with your own hands, Soha. I wanted you to stay by my side with a smile, but you chose agony. This belt will freshen the whip marks on your back today."
Adrik folded the belt in his hand and swung it hard through the air.
"Swish!"
Hearing the sharp whistle of the belt in the air, Soha screamed in terror and tried to back away, stumbling and falling against the corner of the bed. Adrik lunged at her in a single bound, pinning both her hands above her head with one of his. Beads of sweat gathered on Soha's fair forehead, while Adrik's eyes burned with bloodlust.
Adrik:
"Every time you speak of escaping, I will give you a new wound. Today, no scream of yours will leave this room. Today, I will show you the consequences of defying Adrik."
Soha (crying):
"Adrik! Don't hit me... I beg of you! I won't talk about leaving anymore... please stop!"
But Adrik was beyond reason. He raised the belt high...The primitive beast inside Adrik was now completely unchained. Tossing the belt aside, he began to rip the buttons off his shirt one by one with brute force. The sound of the buttons hitting the floor rang in Soha's ears like cannon fire.
Adrik tore off his shirt and threw it to the side. His broad chest and muscular frame revealed old scars from past battles—witnesses to his cruelty. Every vein in his body was bulging with rage. He began to step toward Soha with murderous eyes.
Adrik (in a very low and terrifying voice):
"You called me low, didn't you? You said I could occupy your body but not your heart? Fine, Soha. Today, I will establish such dominance over your mind that you will never forget. When the body turns blue with pain and terror, the mind surrenders on its own."
Soha tried to cover herself with both hands. She saw that Adrik's calm, cold face was now distorted with lust and fury. Even though the AC was running, she felt as if she were standing in the middle of a furnace.
Soha (backing away in fear):
"Adrik... what are you doing? Don't look at me like that... I can see the devil in your eyes. You are the father of my children, for God's sake... don't sacrifice your humanity like this!"
Adrik gave a mocking laugh. He climbed onto the bed and got right in her face. The smell of his strong perfume and sweat hit Soha's nose.
Adrik:
"Humanity? I buried that in that dark warehouse a long time ago. Today, there is no mercy here, no forgiveness. Today, only my rule applies in this room."
With that, Adrik grabbed both of Soha's hands with force. The whip wounds on her back scraped against the bed, causing a sharp agony, and she screamed in pain. Adrik's heavy frame crushed her completely.
Outside, the sky might be turning overcast, but inside this locked penthouse room, Soha's dignity and existence are facing an ultimate crisis. Before Adrik's demonic form, she is utterly helpless today.The demonic frenzy inside Adrik had now reached its ultimate peak. No protest, no scream from Soha could stop him today. He crushed Soha against the bed with the full weight of his body. The silence of the room was pierced only by the sound of Soha's rapid breathing.
Adrik's primitive thirst and his addiction to revenge had merged into one. He began to exert his dominance over Soha very slowly, very cruelly. Soha closed her eyes tight in agony.
Soha (screaming in pain):
"Ahhhh! Adrik... stop... I'm dying! Please..."
Soha's voice broke with pain. It felt as if every vein in her body was about to burst. This assault from Adrik was not love; it was the manifestation of ultimate humiliation and vendetta. Soha felt all her strength slipping away today. The man she once loved had now become a living angel of death to her.
Adrik moved his face close to Soha's ear. His hot breath stung her neck like fire.
Adrik (in a low murmur):
"Scream, Soha... your screams are the finest music to me. You didn't want to be mine, so today I have taken you. From now on, every breath you take will bear only my name."
Eventually, Soha's body went still. Streams of tears from her eyes soaked into the sheets. She lay huddled in agony as the most tarnished and darkest chapter of her life was being written. That luxurious penthouse room had now become a living graveyard for Soha.Adrik's frenzy was now beyond all reason. He was in no state to hear any plea or any cry. He gripped Soha's slender waist with his two powerful hands and pulled her toward him with brute force. Under the pressure of Adrik's muscular hands and his demonic strength against her soft belly, Soha curled up in agonizing pain.
Soha made one final attempt to push Adrik's broad chest away with both hands, but all her strength felt like a sandcastle crumbling today. Her forehead was beaded with sweat from the pain, and her vision began to blur into darkness.
Soha (sobbing in intense agony):
"Ahhh! Adrik... no! This is too much... I can't take it anymore... I'll die! My body is tearing apart... for God's sake, stop!"
This helpless scream echoed within the four walls of the penthouse. Adrik showed no mercy. He pulled her waist toward him even more violently, as if he intended to crush her completely today. His eyes held only one thing—the stubborn will to grind Soha down under his rule.
Adrik (whispering fiercely into Soha's ear):
"You won't die, Soha. I won't let you die. You have to endure this pain. This body belongs to me, and today I will claim my right fully. Scream! Scream as much as you can!"
Soha gripped the bedsheet tightly in pain. Her nails dug into the leather surface. She felt as if she had fallen into a deep furnace in hell, from which there was no way back. Every movement of Adrik's spread a venom of pain through every fiber of Soha's body.
Outside, the night might be deepening, but the crimson sun of Soha's life set forever today.Soha's pain had reached its absolute peak. Under the overwhelming pressure of Adrik's demonic strength, her voice felt stifled. She realized that screaming would never melt the heart of this stone-cold man. To suppress her unbearable agony, Soha pulled the bedsheet and bit down on it with all her strength.
Soha: "Hmmmmm... ummmmm...!"
Her screams died away, muffled within the folds of the sheet. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, and large droplets of tears soaked into the fabric. Adrik gripped her waist even tighter, crossing all limits of his dominance. The whip wounds on Soha's back began to bleed again, but Adrik was oblivious to it.
Hearing her muffled groans only fueled Adrik's excitement. He pressed his face against the nape of her neck.
Adrik (in an agitated and frenzied voice):
"That's it, Soha... stay quiet like this. These suppressed groans are driving me even more insane. The more pain you feel today, the more my three years of revenge will be fulfilled."
Soha's nails tore through the sheet and dug into the mattress. Every second felt like an eternity to her. Her delicate body could not withstand Adrik's demonic onslaught, yet she had no choice but to surrender.
The entire room was shrouded in a horrific silence, broken only by Adrik's heavy breathing and Soha's faint, muffled moans as she bit into the sheet. The demonic frenzy inside Adrik had now crossed all boundaries. Instead of stopping him, Soha's helpless screams and the muffled sounds of her agony only seemed to fuel his excitement further. He grabbed a handful of Soha's hair and yanked her head backward with force. Soha's neck felt as if it were about to snap, and her mouth fell open in a gasp of pain.
At that very moment, Adrik cruelly and forcefully thrust his manhood into Soha's mouth.
Soha (choking):
"Ummmm... gummmm...!"
Soha's eyes nearly rolled back. Her breath was being cut off, and she began to thrash in intense discomfort and pain deep in her throat. But Adrik's grip on her hair was so tight that she didn't even have the chance to move her head. There was a demonic satisfaction in Adrik's eyes. He wasn't treating Soha as a human being, but rather as an object to satisfy his lust.
Adrik (gritting his teeth in a ferocious voice):
"You've talked too much, Soha, protested too much. Now, serve me. Today your beauty, your pride—everything is under my feet. You will do exactly as I say."
Tears streamed uncontrollably from Soha's eyes. Her fair face was turning blue from the lack of oxygen. She repeatedly tried to claw at Adrik's legs for some relief, but Adrik pulled her hair even harder to keep her under his control.
Inside that luxurious penthouse room, a demonic carnage was unfolding, where a frenzied mafia don was grinding a woman's dignity and existence into the dust.The frenzy of the Russian blood inside Adrik now reached its absolute peak. His elongated, cat-like eyes were now glowing with a faint green tint, shimmering in the dark like those of a fierce predator. He was completely intoxicated by his long-cherished revenge and his obsession with dominance.
As Soha lay biting the sheet, moaning in agony, Adrik suddenly grabbed both of her legs and jerked her toward him even more violently. Under this demonic display of strength, Soha's delicate body arched like a bow. Sweat began to pour from Adrik's forehead; as the droplets fell onto the whip wounds on Soha's back, her body jolted with a fresh spark of pain.
Adrik (with a diabolical laugh):
"Ha ha ha! This is it, Soha... this is the fire of my Russian blood. Did you think you could escape me? These green eyes of mine will haunt you for the rest of your life."
He became even more frenzied as he laughed. There was no mercy in those cat-like eyes, only the ecstasy of a demonic victor. The sound of Soha's muffled moans against the sheet and Adrik's terrifying laughter turned the room into a fragment of hell. Adrik's muscular body glistened with sweat, and with every movement, Soha felt herself losing her very existence.Amidst Adrik's frenzy, his phone suddenly started ringing loudly on the side table. Even at this extreme moment, Adrik did not stop. His pale green cat-eyes were still burning with ferocity. Keeping Soha's legs pinned down with one hand, he reached out with the other and picked up the phone.
He answered the call, but he didn't stop his demonic onslaught for a single second. Instead, he continued to exert his dominance over Soha even more cruelly.
Adrik (on the phone, in a heavy, panting voice):
"Hmm... speak. I'm listening."
Perhaps a business partner or a bodyguard was delivering urgent news on the other end, but Adrik didn't care. He listened to the phone while crushing Soha's delicate body in agony. Sweat from Adrik's forehead dripped onto the wounds on Soha's body, while she bit the sheet, groaning "Hmmmm... ummmm..." in pain.
Adrik (gritting his teeth with a sinister laugh):
"The job must be done. I don't want to hear any excuses... understood?"
As he spoke, he pulled Soha's waist even tighter toward him. This dual persona of Adrik—a cold-blooded mafia don giving orders on the phone while wreaking havoc on a helpless woman in bed—turned the entire atmosphere into a living hell. Soha felt as if she wasn't in the clutches of a human, but a mechanical monster.
Tears streamed from Soha's eyes in agony as she wondered how stone-cold a man must be to talk on the phone in such a state!