By Zephyria 
Haa, haa.
The sound of my own breathing echoed loudly in my ears. Nathaniel’s breath was also ragged. His eyes were hazy. I was sure I must be reflected in those purple depths, but I couldn’t see myself.
Ah.
I thought I had screamed, but it was an illusion. I slid off the couch and fell to the floor. I thought I heard a dull thud, but it didn’t hurt. As I lay there blankly, the distant ceiling came into view. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him pushing himself up. I watched as Nathaniel, looking down at me sprawled on the floor, stood there and unbuckled his belt.
“Ugh,”
I managed a faint groan, but that was all. I tried with all my might to escape, but I could do nothing more than writhe and crawl across the floor. Nathaniel wasn’t in any hurry. There was absolutely no need for it. With just a simple lean forward, he easily caught me. Cold, long fingers gripped my ankle and yanked me back.
“Hieek…!”
In an instant, I was back in his grasp. Nathaniel’s cool face, positioned between my wide-spread thighs, was terryfyingly surreal. I struggled to move my body, which wouldn’t obey me, trying to flee from him. However, as if he didn’t care at all, he calmly undid the button of my pants and lowered the zipper.
“Don’t… do it… I… I hate you… you… bastard…!”
I screamed with all my strength. But even to my own ears, it was nothing more than a clumsy rebellion that faded away powerlessly. He didn’t even take all my clothes off. He simply pulled my pants and underwear down below my hips. That was enough. Nathaniel pushed my knees up. I felt my lower half completely exposed. Terrified, I began to struggle wildly.
The member that had just touched my entrance slipped. Because of my resistance, he failed to insert. With a short sigh, Nathaniel spoke in an unbelievably calm tone.
“Calm down. You’re making it look like I’m raping you.”
I froze for a moment, appalled. Then what the hell is this if not rape?
Anger surged within me. I struggled even more violently. For a brief moment, my will overcame the effects of the drug.
Thwack. A dull sound brushed past my ears. A moment later, I realized I had swung my fist and hit Nathaniel’s clean-cut face. Though his head only turned slightly.
Nathaniel looked down at me, moving only his eyes. I felt a momentary surge of pleasure at the look of disbelief in his gaze, but the moment of victory was short-lived. The instant I saw him raise his hand high, a flash exploded before my eyes.
“…Kugh,”
Only after reflexively gasping for air did I realize I had been slapped across the cheek. It didn’t end there. With an expressionless face, Nathaniel struck the other cheek. Slap, slap, slap. I took several more hits in succession. By the time he finally stopped, I had completely lost my senses.
Limp, I panted for breath. Nathaniel grabbed my thighs and pushed them up again. As my waist twisted, the inner hole was exposed. Terror instantly saturated my brain.
Haa, haa.
I let out shallow breaths and tried to move. But all I could manage were thin tremors. Like a straw doll, I moved powerlessly according to his will. Without any rush, Nathaniel spread me open. Long fingers gripped my buttocks, and a thick thumb pressed into the fold, entering inside.
Haa, haa.
I scrambled frantically across the floor. Hurry, hurry, I have to do something. Quickly!
The moment Nathaniel’s member touched my open entrance, I grasped something cold and smooth.
“Ngh…!”
Gritting my teeth, I swung what I held in my hand.
I felt something sink in with a soft, squelching sound. Without thinking, I pulled back with all my strength.
…Eh?
It felt as if something had been sprayed across my face. I reflexively closed my eyes and then opened them again. As my vision focused, Nathaniel’s face came into view. His silver-white hair was spotted with red.
“Haa…”
Nathaniel let out a sigh filled with his characteristic boredom. The hand he used to brush back his fallen hair was drenched in blood. Suddenly, I felt my buttocks becoming wet. When I hurriedly pushed myself up, the Dominant Alphas who had been leisurely watching suddenly began to shout from all directions.
“Nathaniel!”
“Miller, the blood!”
“My god, guards! What are you doing? Call a doctor!”
There was an uproar everywhere. It was pure panic. The only one who remained unfazed was Nathaniel himself. And I saw it. His thick thigh was split open in a long gash, and red blood was pouring out.
Clink.
A sharp yet monotonous sound rang faintly. I realized I had dropped what I was holding. It was a shard of a broken wine glass. I had sliced through Nathaniel’s vein with it.
Unfortunately, that was the limit of what I could do. This was also the only timing I had to escape. I hurriedly tried to get up and run. I scrambled to get away from him as if crawling on the floor, but it was impossible. Nathaniel immediately reached out and grabbed me by the hair. I was dragged back and slammed onto the floor. In an instant, the scent of pheromones enveloped my entire body. Through my blurred vision, I saw Nathaniel’s eyes shimmering gold. Whether it was rage or excitement, the pheromones he emitted poured over me like a waterfall. My mind went black, and I couldn’t muster any strength. Nathaniel climbed on top of my limp body. Ah, I thought.
Is this the end?
I lay there, having lost all will, but he didn’t move any further.
“Damn it.”
Nathaniel cursed in a low voice. He closed his eyes, frowning as if dizzy. With both hands braced on the floor on either side of my body, he swallowed a thin groan.
It was then. Loud noises erupted from all around as people rushed in.
“Mr. Miller! Wait, you can’t!”
“Mr. Miller, stop! The wound… the bleeding!”
“Doctor, over here! Hurry, stop the bleeding!”
“Move aside! Mr. Miller, please!”
“He’s going to die at this rate…!”
Listening to the distant screams, I thought through my fading consciousness.
Drop dead, you son of a bitch.
I almost went to prison.
I thought blankly while lying down. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed. My mind was still foggy, but one thing was certain. I had escaped that hell.
Surely he won’t sue me for assault, right?
Things had escalated too far. Just as a groan escaped my lips—
Knock, knock.