ManyWriters

I was a purveyor of erotic goods, walking the tightrope of legality, supplying adult toys to overseas scam operations.
One day when the delivery guy called in sick, I personally made the drop-off. I woke up in a basement, trapped in a metal cage meant for poultry.
Thankfully, I had shared my real-time location with my boyfriend of many years before setting out.
My boyfriend came to save me, but I watched in horror as Granger tortured him and his team to death right before my eyes.
With his dying breath, my boyfriend whispered: "Run."
I swallowed my pride and became Granger's obedient lapdog in a remote bamboo village deep in the rainforest.
After my carefully plotted revenge failed a year later, I decided to end my life on December 28th. But on that very day, I met her.

I Was Atoning For My Boyfriend's Death When I Met Her

Thanks to the idle gossip of two fools, Granger was fully convinced that I had tamed Scarlett.


That very evening, he said he wanted to come to my room to reward me—the implications were crystal clear.


But as luck would have it, I had started my period that afternoon.


Granger wasn't exactly the type to be considerate of a woman's needs.


As dull pains pulsed through my lower abdomen, I was overwhelmed with despair.


"Granger, I'm not feeling well today. I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you..."


Granger's smiling face instantly crumpled, looking disappointed before a new spark lit up his eyes:


"Fine then. I haven't had a taste of that girl—what's her name, Scarlett... something?—anyway." He licked his lips hungrily.


Thinking of that stubborn girl, I grabbed Granger's arm and fell to my knees, prostrating myself before him.


He was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, grabbing me and dragging me towards the bed.


Chapter 8