The hum of the ventilation system was constant and monotonous, which—together with the white walls, white ceiling, and white floor—made it seem like everything here had been designed to drive someone insane.
And knowing my mother, that was probably the point.
I took a deep breath, forcing my lungs to fill with the cold, sterile air.
I raised my gaze to the dark vent grate high on the wall.
In any cheap movie, that would be my escape route.
A narrow space, but wide enough for a girl my size to crawl through.
I gave a humorless smile.
"My mother isn't stupid."
If I managed to open that grate and crawl into that dark duct, I was absolutely certain I'd find an unpleasant surprise.
It was an obvious trap meant to give me false hope before crushing me.
It was bait for the desperate.
I'm not desperate anymore. Because I have him.
"Don't cry."
I touched my brother's tearful face on the TV screen.
He was crying for me, his gaze unfocused as he analyzed the room.
He was looking for someone.
And that someone is ME.
Brother must be so lost after I was taken away. Poor thing—he must be feeling just as lonely as I am.
But unlike me, who at least has his image, he has no one—only a monster that wants to devour him alive.
"Brother…"
I lowered my gaze to my own hands.
They were pale and soft, with perfectly manicured nails. The hands of an heiress who had never needed to fight for her life.
Hands that did nothing when Ryuu was injured protecting me, and that were useless when the guards dragged me away from him.
If I wanted to tear Ryuu out of that woman's claws, I had to stop being a porcelain princess.
So fragile. So useless.
I needed to become strong.
Very strong.
I moved away from the bed and walked to the center of the room.
Sitting here won't change anything. I need to do something.
I remembered when I used to sneak around to watch Gu Sheng practicing calisthenics and physical training in the mansion's courtyards.
Heh… I feel embarrassed that I once liked that guy.
If it weren't for him, I might have ended up with Bai Ryuu much sooner.
He got in my way! It's his fault!
"Gu Sheng… I'll deal with you later!"
I lay face down on the cold floor and placed my palms beside my chest.
"One…"
I pushed my body upward. My arms trembled violently on the very first movement.
My body wasn't used to carrying weight—let alone my own.
"Two…"
Down and up again. The effort was already making my face flush and heat up.
"Three…"
The air felt thinner now, and it was hard to keep my breathing steady.
"Four…"
My arms and shoulders burned as if they'd been dipped in acid.
"Five…"
I couldn't hold it anymore. My elbows gave out.
My face hit the white floor with a dull thud.
"That hurts…"
I stayed there for a second, tasting the metallic flavor of blood where my teeth had scraped my lower lip.
Five push-ups.
Just five.
How was I supposed to strangle Bai Yue or face our mother if I couldn't even lift my own body?
For a moment, I thought about giving up.
Was it really worth doing all this?
I wouldn't become superhuman just from calisthenics. And even if it worked, how would I escape this prison?
The door is made of solid steel. The only exit is the trap in the ventilation duct.
I clenched my teeth.
"No…"
The image of Ryuu—panting, crying, calling himself "trash" because of me—struck my mind like lightning.
How can I just sit here while the person I love is suffering?
I pushed myself off the floor, ignoring the pain in my arms, and spread my legs shoulder-width apart.
I started doing squats.
"One…"
Down. Up.
"Ten…"
My thighs began to protest, and my squats no longer had the same speed as before.
"Twenty…"
My legs felt like they were made of lead. My thighs burned, threatening to give out at any second.
But I didn't stop.
I imagined Gu Sheng's face—and how badly I wanted to kick him right now.
"Twenty-one."
Bai Yue's falsely innocent face—the one I wanted to rip the skin off.
"Twenty-two."
Bai Ning's twisted, maternal smile before I smashed her face in.
"Twenty-three!"
When my legs finally failed and I collapsed to my knees, I didn't rest.
I threw myself onto my back, hooked my toes under the heavy metal frame of the bed, and started doing sit-ups.
My abdomen screamed. The pain was excruciating. Sweat ran down my neck and soaked the blue prisoner's uniform.
It hurts… Everything hurts.
I wanted to give up.
But I remembered I wasn't doing this just for myself.
It was for him.
For Ryuu.
"…"
Yes, I wanted revenge too, but the main thing was saving Ryuu.
After that, I'd think about how to make those three suffer.
Gu Sheng, for seducing me and keeping me from meeting my true love.
Bai Yue, for keeping me chained to a false love for three years.
And Bai Ning, for stealing my love the moment I finally found him.
"All of them will… pay."
Up on the ceiling, the small red light of the security camera kept blinking, recording my suffering.
Bai Ning must be enjoying herself on the other side, but that doesn't matter.
Let her enjoy it as much as she wants.
When I get out of here, I'll make sure she never laughs again.
End of POV.
…
The days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, a week had already gone by.
During that time, Bai Ning became my personal nurse, staying by my side twenty-four hours a day.
She fed me and never repeated a single dish—there was always something different. If I asked for something, she got it instantly.
I never saw another nurse or doctor after she arrived. She checked my condition every day and even bathed me, paying special attention to certain areas…
It didn't feel like a human taking care of me, but a machine incapable of making mistakes.
Motionless and silent most of the time—if it weren't for her striking appearance, I might barely notice her there.
She didn't seem to sleep, and despite her constant vigilance and attention, she never looked tired.
Seriously… I could wake up late at night with the whole room pitch dark and still hear a voice in my ear calling my name.
But the strangest part is that whenever I woke up, my body felt wet and sticky.
Bai Ning said it was because I sweat a lot at night, and then she used that as an excuse to bathe me again.
I faintly feel like I'm being taken advantage of… but who am I to question this woman?
"Little son… lost in your thoughts again?"
A chill ran down my spine when I heard that voice calling me.
Ever since I learned the truth about her, it's always uncomfortable being around her.
"Yes, Mother, I am… thinking about how boring it is to be trapped here."
I could see Bai Ning was bothered, though she tried to hide it with a gentle smile.
"Son, I'm here… Isn't Mommy enough for you?"
The last sentence carried a hint of threat.
I simply smiled in response.
"The problem isn't you. I just don't like being stuck in this closed room. I feel like a bird trapped in a cage."
Lately, I've been trying to plant these ideas in her mind.
Well… I don't know if it's working, since whenever I try to read her thoughts, all I see is "mine" repeated over and over.
Sometimes my name appears too, but the possessive meaning is the same.
It's almost like she can only think about me.
"I see…"
Bai Ning whispered her response, and silence fell between us again.
I have to admit I've lost some of the fear I used to feel toward her, and at least now I can talk normally.
I'd still freeze whenever she goes into "yandere mode," though—so let's try not to irritate her.
"Ryuu… you know, I've been thinking about something."
Slowly dragging her fingers across the bandage on my chest, she spoke in a low voice that sent shivers down my spine.
"Your wound is healing quickly. In just a few days you'll be able to do some slightly more… intense activities."
From the suggestive tone, it was impossible not to understand what kind of activities she meant.
"Ah… Mom… I'm still not ready for things like that. I think my wound still hurts."
I lied without changing the pitiful expression on my face.
In reality, my wound was almost completely healed—even the drain had already been removed.
I've never had a punctured lung before, but I'm pretty sure this recovery speed isn't normal. It must be the lingering effects of the regeneration card.
"It still hurts? Don't worry, the pain will pass very quickly… Mommy is taking care of you, remember?"
Her hand gently rested on my head, slowly stroking my hair.
Bai Ning's hand on my head was so warm and soft…
Even my thoughts seemed to melt in that comfort.
"Aaaahn…"
A lazy yawn slipped from my lips.
Suddenly I felt sleepy. My eyelids grew heavy.
"…Sleep well…"
A gentle voice echoed in my ears, piercing the fog in my mind like a final push that forced me into sleep.
...
*N/A POV*
Watching the young man before her, a smile couldn't help but bloom on Bai Ning's lips.
Without saying a word, she simply stroked his blond hair carefully, savoring the beauty of his serene sleeping face.
She repeated this for hours, until she finally snapped out of her reverie.
"What a fool I am—I should turn off the lights so my baby can sleep comfortably."
Still smiling, she walked to the windows, glancing outside before pulling the curtains shut.
Once the lights were finally off, the room flooded with darkness. The only remaining glow came from the monitors and medical equipment.
But even in the dark, Bai Ning moved carefree through the room, until she settled softly beside Bai Ryuu on the bed.
She slid closer, the mattress dipping slightly under her weight with a soft creak, almost inaudible in the thick darkness.
Her eyes, adapted to the dimness, gleamed like those of a nocturnal predator, fixed on Ryuu's sleeping face.
"Finally... truly alone, my little love."
She whispered to herself, her voice a low, possessive purr, as she leaned her body over him.
His scent invaded her—faint sweat mixed with the smell of medicine, and something more primal, masculine, that made her womb throb with hunger.
Her eager fingers traced the outline of the bandage on his chest, now nearly invisible under the thin hospital gown.
"You're so strong... so perfect."
Gently, she lifted the gown, exposing Ryuu's pale, smooth abdomen to the cool air.
"Chup—"
Her lips brushed there first, a wet, lingering kiss. Sucking the soft skin, leaving a pink mark that pulsed like a seal of ownership.
"Ahh... slurp... My delicious boy."
Ryuu's body remained still, trapped in the sleep induced by her ability, but Bai Ning didn't care.
It was better this way.
No resistance, no interruptions.
Just her and her treasure.
She slid lower, her full breasts pressing against his thighs as she firmly parted the young man's legs with her knees.
His pajama pants were yanked off with a slow tug, revealing his flaccid member, still innocent in repose.
"Look at that... so cute when it's sleeping."
She licked her lips, saliva dripping from her chin in silvery strands under the faint monitor light.
Then she leaned in, her nose brushing the soft glans, inhaling the musky scent that left her dizzy with desire.
"Snnfff… haaah…"
Her tongue slithered out, tracing lazy circles around the base, wetting every inch with hot, abundant saliva.
"Sluuuurp—"
Ryuu's cock reacted involuntarily, swelling slowly under the sensory assault, veins pulsing to life like taut strings.
"Mmm... Glup... nnh... Wake up for Mommy, come on..."
Bai Ning swallowed half the now semi-erect length, her cheeks hollowing with voracious suction, while her free hand massaged his heavy balls, rolling them between expert fingers.
The room filled with obscene, rhythmic sounds from her throat gulping deeper.
There was a wet pop when she released to lick the sensitive frenulum, along with her own muffled moans vibrating through his flesh.
Her body burned now, her pussy throbbing soaked against her lace panties, a river of wetness trickling down her thick thighs.
She couldn't take it anymore.
With a smack that echoed through the silent room, she abandoned the now rigid, saliva-slick cock to climb up his body like a panther.
With an impatient motion, she ripped off her own blouse, letting her enormous breasts bounce free. Her nipples were hard as stones, pink and begging for touch.
"You're mine... only mine... haah..."
Without wasting another second, she squatted over him, guiding the throbbing rod to her swollen pussy entrance.
Her hips descended slowly, her plump lips parting greedily around the glans, inch by inch, feeling her inner walls stretch to the limit, swallowing him whole in one fluid, sinful motion.
"Ahhn! So thick... filling Mommy up completely!"
The huge cheeks of her ass began to ripple with every hurried movement, rising and falling in a hypnotic rhythm, making the sound of skin slapping skin echo in the sealed room.
Her heavy breasts swung, smacking against his chest with each violent descent, sweat dripping like rain onto his skin.
One hand gripped her swollen clit, rubbing furiously while the other dug nails into her own ass cheeks, as if trying to force his cock deeper.
"Ryuu... my little boy... ahn-ahn!... Cum inside... fill Mommy with your hot load!"
Orgasm hit her like a tsunami, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching his cock in rhythmic spasms.
But she didn't stop.
She rode harder, moaning loudly now, fearless of cameras or echoes.
The viscous sound of the relentless fuck filled the air, mixed with her animalistic howls.
Fingers plunged into her own ass, spreading the cheeks to expose her winking asshole, as she imagined him fucking there too.
"More... I want all of you..."
More orgasms followed, one after another, leaving her trembling and spent, but still ravenous.
Finally, feeling his cock pulse on the edge—even asleep, his body betrayed primal instincts—she sped up, grinding her clit against his base.
"Cum! HAHHH! Fill my pussy...!"
With one final powerful descent, hot jets of cum exploded inside her, filling her to overflowing.
Her pussy tried to hold it all in, but failed, and white cream began trickling down her thighs in sticky rivulets.
Bai Ning collapsed panting over him, her lips capturing his in a devouring kiss—tongue invading his open mouth, sucking saliva and nibbling his lower lip.
"Muah... smooch..."
She stayed there for eternal minutes, his cock still semi-hard inside her, feeling every residual contraction.
"Good night, my love... dream of me."
Only then, with a satisfied sigh, did she rise, cleaning the excess with her tongue, dressing slowly in the darkness.
Tomorrow, he'd wake up "sweaty" again.
And she'd be there, ready to bathe him.
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[Author's note]
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Today I logged into this account and was greeted by this number of notifications—over 100! It's really a shame, because I think I'm going to drop this novel.
I was honestly excited to do something interesting with it, but recently I received a scholarship to a law school. I'm already behind in my studies compared to the others, so I've been studying a lot.
Because of that, I've been thinking about stopping writing—not just this one, but also on my main account.
The reason I stopped posting chapters these past few days is because I was rushing to finish the ending of my other novel.
It's really a shame, but I write just for fun, and now I have something more important to focus on.
Maybe I'll still post chapters from time to time. I don't know.
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