Chapter 1: Selling Virginity (R18)

"Rip!"

The sound of fabric tearing echoed through the silent room. Jacintha, her eyes tightly blindfolded, felt a chill creep over her bare skin where the clothes no longer covered her.

Her body trembled with fear, and her already pale lips turned even paler. She was terrified, not knowing what was about to happen to her. Yet when she thought of her younger sister, who still needed her to bring the money to pay for heart surgery, she forced herself to gather more courage.

Tonight, she would sell her virginity to a mysterious stranger. In return, she would receive six hundred thousand dollars. With that money, her sister, who suffered from heart disease, would finally have enough to undergo a heart transplant.

So she could not afford to regret it.

But when she felt someone touching her pussy, Jacintha could not stop herself from resisting.

Smack!

A sharp slap landed on her face.

"You lowly human woman! Who gave you permission to move?"

It was a shrill and harsh female voice, and her words left Jacintha confused.

A human woman? Was this woman not human herself?

The confusion only flickered briefly through Jacintha’s mind, because she soon felt a hand groping her pussy again. A wave of humiliation crashed over her. She clenched her teeth and tensed her body, forcing herself not to resist again. Tears slid down her cheeks, soaking the black cloth that covered her eyes.

At this moment, she was no different from a piece of sexual merchandise, laid out for others to inspect and judge.

"Her hymen is still intact. No skin diseases or sexually transmitted diseases."

Suddenly, Jacintha heard another female voice calmly assessing her pussy. Then came the voice of the woman who had slapped her earlier. "Very good. Boss will be here soon. He has been given an aphrodisiac, and the situation is quite serious. I think it would be better to tie her hands and feet tightly, just in case she suddenly resists and ends up hurting Boss."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Jacintha felt ropes binding her arms and legs tightly into an X shape. Even though she could not see anything because of the blindfold, just imagining her naked and shameful posture made the humiliation and despair even heavier.

In truth, she knew who had bought her virginity. It was the man who held power over the Wulfhart Group, Raphael Wulfhart. That was why she could not understand why they blindfolded her and even tied her up. Jacintha wondered if that man was some kind of pervert who wanted to sexually torment her.

Thinking that way, the fear inside Jacintha only grew stronger. Her tears soaked into the cloth covering her eyes, and her throat kept letting out broken, muffled sobs.

She did not know how much time passed. Jacintha heard nothing at all anymore. Each second felt like a century dragging by, deepening the fear and helplessness crushing her chest.

Bang!

The sudden, thunderous noise made Jacintha’s whole body tremble violently, and the sobbing she had been trying to hold back burst out even harder.

Jacintha was only eighteen years old. She was innocent when it came to intimacy, and her strong sense of pride made it impossible for her to force herself to say vulgar words to please her master. She could not even control her crying, and she was terrified that this alone would make him dissatisfied.

Her mind was in complete chaos.

Suddenly…

“Grrrrr grrrrr…” A low, beast like growl sounded right beside her ear. It was not the voice of a human.

That was the last clear thought Jacintha had before an overwhelming pain crashed down on her, as if her body were about to be torn apart.

“AAAAh…!!” Jacintha screamed in agony.

Something brutal and inhuman forced its way into her, and the tearing pain was instantly reflected on her face. Warm blood spilled out and stained the white bedsheets beneath her, blooming into shocking red patches.

“Aaah!” Jacintha cried out again, her mouth wide open in a hoarse scream. Her neck was tightly restrained, cutting off her breath, while her body was subjected to relentless, merciless force that made her convulse in pain.

“It hurts so much… whaaaah whaaaah… it hurts so much…”

No matter how desperately Jacintha screamed, the monster showed no mercy, continuing its violent assault without pause, each movement driving the pain deeper until she felt as though her body would break.

The sheer brutality overwhelmed her fragile body, blood spreading and staining everything it touched.

Jacintha believed she would be violated until death by this monster. Despair mixed with unbearable pain swallowed her consciousness whole. If she died here, what would happen to her younger sister? How would she survive alone?

But Jacintha could not save herself. At this moment, the only thing she could cling to was the hope that after her death, the Wulfhart family might show a trace of mercy and give her life’s payment to her sister, or better yet, help her sister receive the heart transplant she so desperately needed.

If that were possible, then even if she had died today, she would not have held a grudge against anyone.

The moonlight outside the window was strangely bright and full. The frenzied monster thrust hard into the fragile girl, his eyes burning red, iron sharp teeth grinding together with a harsh screech. A low growl rolled out of his throat, heavy with excitement. It was a raw, primal pleasure. His entire body was lost in a delirium of instinct, savoring every second as his wild nature was fully unleashed, no longer restrained by his human form. This was not bloodlust. It was life itself, the joy of living according to instinct, the pleasure of a creature born to rule the darkness.

He wanted to throw his head back and howl to the sky, but he did not dare. Even though the room was well soundproofed, he could not be sure his howl would not reach the ears of the agency that hunted supernatural beings.

Jacintha, meanwhile, felt as if she were already dead. Everything before her eyes had turned pitch black. She sensed her consciousness slowly slipping away, the oxygen in her lungs running out. Driven by a basic instinct to survive, she opened her mouth wide, her tongue stretching out as she tried to draw in a little air. She did not expect that simple movement to ignite the monster’s desire so violently. He found her tongue irresistibly enticing, and without hesitation, he opened his mouth and bit down. Fresh blood immediately poured from her mouth.

The pain was so intense that Jacintha no longer had the strength to scream.

Why did it hurt so much? It hurt so badly. So badly that she just wanted to die and be done with it.

The salty taste of blood in Jacintha’s mouth only drove him further into madness. He pinned her head in place with his sharp claws and pushed his tongue deep into her mouth.