1. The Destruction of Seraphina

The night wind pierced Seraphina's skin with coldness as she stood on the scattered ground. The crescent moon illuminated the scene of debris and destruction, revealing how this beautiful woman's life had been destroyed by the mysterious Lycan King. Her name was Seraphina, and her life had long been haunted by a cruel fate. She is a woman of determination, with eyes that continue to radiate her spirit.

Seraphina is a woman destined to suffer. Her parents sold her as a slave to a rich man, who turned out to be a mysterious king, in order to save her sick sister.

"I gave everything for your parents, now obey my rules!" The man pulled Seraphina's wrist roughly.

"Ah, it hurts... Master, please give me some time." Seraphina tried to persuade the man, but she was not heard, and her wrist only turned red.

They arrived at the palace's luxurious rooms, where Seraphina was forced inside until she fell to the cold floor.

"Ouch," Seraphina grumbled.

"I'll be back, get ready." The man walked away, leaving Seraphina alone in a room filled with mystery.

There was no way out of the room, no windows, just a luxurious bathroom and a well-stocked wardrobe. A soft red mattress with curtains on each side. Seraphina sat on it, staring at her messy appearance. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Hiks, hiks, Dad... Mom... They sold me after raising me. They're not my real parents. They just wanted money to save my sister, Hiks..." Seraphina cried loudly, feeling that her life had been played by fate.

After crying until she was tired, Seraphina finally slept with her body curled up, trying to find some comfort. Meanwhile, the Lycan King known as Valerian suddenly appeared in the middle of the night. He entered Seraphina's room and turned off the light.

"I don't want to see your face," the mysterious Valerian muttered. He was the Lycan King who had lived thousands of years, punished by fate. He was a cold, hard and mysterious man, no one could get close to him, except someone who could give his life for something worthwhile, like Seraphina's parents. But that didn't mean that Valerian wanted Seraphina. He just needed a slave to serve him while he searched for his destiny.

Valerian climbed onto the bed, even though he knew exactly where Seraphina was in the darkness. With his rough hands, he forced Seraphina to remove all her clothes until her body was exposed. Seraphina, who was asleep, awoke to feel the rough hands groping her body.

"What are you doing?"

"Obey my orders or you will die."

Seraphina fell silent. She had no choice. The dark room made it impossible for her to see what was happening, but she could feel the coldness of Valerian's skin as he clung to her. Valerian's rough hands cupped Seraphina's cheeks and forced her mouth wide open. Seraphina stared and felt something large and veiny enter her mouth. Then Valerian ordered Seraphina to play with him. Meanwhile, the man's hands explored her firm twin mountains.

Seraphina could not speak, she felt like a helpless slave. She felt pain beyond measure. Tears flowed freely and she felt suffocated as Valerian continued to push her to the limits of her throat. Finally, she tasted a thick liquid that she was forced to swallow.

Sweat poured down Seraphina's forehead, as did the man on top of her. When Valerian finally released her, Seraphina coughed but couldn't move. She looked at him hatefully, her face bruised, her lips bleeding, and her nose red from crying all night.

In the morning, Valerian suddenly disappeared from the room, leaving Seraphina without a blanket. This was the worst experience of her life. She felt weak and helpless. Even getting out of bed was difficult. When she finally managed to sit up, she saw herself in the mirror: bruised eyes, messy hair, bloody lips, and a reddened nose.

Seraphina had become ugly after that terrible night. She felt broken and could not recognize herself.

With her heart pounding, Seraphina heard a soft knock at her bedroom door. In fear, she quickly grabbed her blanket and pulled it over her body up to her neck. The door opened slowly and a middle-aged woman entered the room, closing the door gently behind her.

"Good morning, miss. I have been sent by the Master to help you bathe, dress, and prepare your morning meal," the woman said with politeness and a gentle smile that tried to put Seraphina at ease.

Seraphina was relieved that it was not Valerian. Her hatred for that man ran deep, and she never wanted to see him again.

"I can bathe myself, but please prepare some clothes and food. Thank you," Seraphina replied with a small smile.

The middle-aged woman nodded in understanding, then picked up the clothes lying on the floor. After preparing the clothes for Seraphina, she left the room to prepare the food.

"Would you like to eat in your room or in the dining room?" the woman asked before leaving the room completely.

Seraphina thought for a moment. Although she was still overwhelmed with fear, she wanted to get to know this house better, especially if she planned to escape one day.

"The dining room," Seraphina said.

"Fine," the woman replied before walking out and closing the door.

After the woman had gone, Seraphina felt relieved. She threw off her blanket and slowly got out of bed, even though she felt pain all over her body. She rushed to the bathroom to clean herself from the disgusting feeling that still lingered from the night before.

After bathing and putting on the prepared clothes, Seraphina went to the dining room. The house seemed very large, full of servants busy with their duties. Seraphina felt like she was in the middle of a crowded shopping mall.

"How can I escape if the house is so crowded? I'm sure Valerian will always be watching me at night," Seraphina thought as she enjoyed her meal.

The maid who approached Seraphina said that she had been asked to return to her room after dinner. Seraphina was surprised.

"Back to my room? Can't I explore the house?" she asked in a sad tone.

The maid explained that it was the Master's orders and there was no choice but to obey.

Seraphina let out a long sigh and decided to obey the order. But before the maid left, Seraphina called her back.

"I would like to ask, who exactly is Valerian? Is he really the Lycan King?" she asked curiously.

The aunt was silent for a moment, as if hesitating to answer. She motioned for Seraphina to be quiet. In the end, Seraphina decided not to pursue her question.

"Alright, I understand. Thank you, Auntie. I'll go back to my room," Seraphina said as she quickly left, thinking of a plan to escape this cursed place.