"What kind of sick fetish?""Just...the kind that ordinary people would find appalling," Vicky muttered. Worried that the man might not believe her, she started exaggerating, "He likes to whip and torture people. He takes joy in others' pain...""That's all?" The man asked emotionlessly.'Is that not enough?' Vicky thought to herself. She glanced at the man and gritted her teeth.For someone to be a customer in Forever Night, she knew that the man before her had seen it all and what she mentioned might sound normal to him. She looked up and faced the demon mask he was wearing."Actually, all the things I was saying were just excuses."The man watched her quietly and waited for her to continue.She took a deep breath and said, "The truth is, he's kind of...struggling in bed."The air around them froze, and the man seemed to be completely stunned.After a few moments, he gasped and said, "What did you just say?!"To escape, Vicky knew that she would have to do her best to berat
Vicky made up things about Tyler so that she could satisfy the man before her, but she was starting to feel exhausted from lying toward the end."Sir, don't you think it's a legitimate reason for me to get a divorce?"The man narrowed his eyes darkly under the dim light and said, "I suppose a man who can't satisfy his own wife is hardly a man at all."Vicky looked at him hopefully. "So...""If that's the case, I can believe what you said. I am capable of getting you out of here."Vicky sighed a breath of relief; her clothes were drenched with sweat at this point."However..." The man kept his eyes on her. "I'm not particularly interested in charity work, so don't you think that you need to show me how sincere you are about this deal?""Sincere?" She shot him a confused look. "What do you mean?"The man continued to stare at her in the most invasive manner."Miss Shaw, you are young and beautiful. It's a shame that you have a husband who can't satisfy you. You must have felt em
It was like a nightmare she could never wake up from.When she opened her eyes, light shone upon her face, and she narrowed her eyes to adjust to the lightness.The darkness had faded, and she could not help but wonder if it truly had been just a nightmare.She slowly looked around and jolted when she saw the crystal bed she was laying on.'It's not a dream! It's all real!' Vicky paled and clenched her fists.Though nothing happened and she managed to keep herself from being defiled, she was still stuck in this place. She felt as though she was suffocating in devastation and despair as tears scrolled down her cheeks.She could not begin to imagine how unbearable her life would be if she continued to stay in Forever Night.Knock, knock!Jane walked in with a tray of food after knocking on the door.She scanned Vicky up and down and smiled when she saw no injuries on Vicky. "You're lucky. Your customer takes care of you."Vicky looked up dazedly with tears in her eyes. "I'm...l
"Do you want to shower? Do you need help?"Vicky remained quiet for a while before nodding. "Sure. Thank you."She felt powerless and dazed the night before, but she knew that the man expected to get his penny's worth.After the shower, Vicky changed into a clean set of clothes while Jane remained in the room with her, which felt like supervision nonetheless.Due to the lack of sleep, Vicky fell asleep again shortly after lunch. By the time she woke up again, the sky was dark as Jane returned with dinner.Vicky felt energized after resting and cast all the negative feelings within her aside."Jane, can I ask you something?" she asked.Since Vicky had not caused any trouble so far, Jane had taken a liking to her and replied patiently, "What is it?""Am I in the same room as last night?"Jane nodded.Vicky glanced around her in confusion. "But the room was pitch dark last night."Had she not seen the crystal bed, she would have thought that everything was just a nightmare. The
"When you ran off to Lovian, were you in this much of a rush as well?" the man questioned mockingly.Vicky froze."You didn't bother looking back when you ran, but you sure seem eager when you need him."She ignored his sarcasm and asked, "Have you gotten in touch with him, sir?""No.""Why not?""He didn't answer.""How many times did you call?""Once."She took a deep breath. "Sir, why didn't you call a few times?""Why should I? Do you think I have nothing better to do with my time?" the man retorted mercilessly."I don't mean that. I just think that maybe he's in a meeting or missed the call by accident.""So what? He was the one who didn't pick up.""But you promised me last night that you'd get me out of here—""Your proposal last night was tempting," he interjected, "but I don't recall making you any promise."Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you going back on your word?""I remember mentioning that I don't do charity work, didn't I?""I remember," she gritte
"Miss Shaw, you should know that if I want you, you have no right to refuse. I just don't like to force myself on women."Vicky remained quiet.The man seemed to understand what she meant by her silence and turned off the light."I can keep calling Tyler Hart for you tomorrow," he muttered in a low, seductive voice.Vicky's breath caught in her throat. "And if he doesn't answer again?""Then we'll continue tomorrow night."Her heart sank when she realized that he would be returning with more conditions.She had no time for negotiation and did not wish to be at the man's mercy, so she opened her mouth to reject his proposal. "I don't—"Before she could finish, the man interrupted her and said, "But if you're willing to answer a question for me, I can keep calling until he answers."She choked on her initial words and sputtered, "What question is that?""Who treats you better: Tyler or me?"Vicky was stunned. "That's…it?""Yeah.""You..." Vicky muttered reluctantly. "You tre
Vicky recalled that she did set down a signed divorce paper in the study before she left Zendonia.After decades of revolutions, people were given far more freedom, and even if the couple were not both present, Tyler only needed to carry a divorce paper with her signature to file for divorce.Her blood ran cold as she listened to the man."You are no longer Tyler Hart's wife, so he doesn't have the liability to look after you."Vicky paled, and the man leaned closer until his mask rubbed against her cheek."Do you regret going so far, Vicky? Now, no one is coming to your rescue anymore."The man's devilish voice reminded her that she brought all this to herself.'Is this karma? Did I bring this to myself?' She thought to herself."Since he's divorced you, you don't have to feel pressured into staying loyal." He stroked her cheek and continued, "He might've signed the paper a few days late, but the date on the divorce paper was the day before you left for Lovian, so your marriag
Vicky felt as though the man was teasing her like he was teasing a little puppy; he would give her a glimpse of hope but only to disappoint her in the end."Alright, then." The man was not offended by her objection and simply went to turn the light off.Vicky then heard the sound of him removing his mask. Her heart sank as she blurted out, saying, "I don't need your help today.""So what?"Her breath caught in her throat."Miss Shaw, are you really that naive?"She shoved him away and ran out of bed without even bothering to put on her shoes.The man was caught by surprise and fumbled backward. He chuckled with amusement and said, "I do like to play tag."He slowly closed in on her.The room was spacious and dark, but Vicky had been in the room for the past three days and knew her way around, so she darted toward the direction of the door.When she came into contact with the cold doorknob, she tried to open the door, but it would not budge.Her blood ran cold."It's a digit