It has been three months since a zombie outbreak swept across the world. With the emergence of powerful mutant zombies, social infrastructure is rapidly collapsing, and the survivors of this ruined, lawless world have changed drastically just to survive.
Bo-yeon, who had been living in a secure bunker since the disaster, is discovered by Do-kyung and threatened.
“I can’t believe something like this is still alive….”
His eerily cold eyes slowly took in Bo-yeon’s appearance, appraising her as if she were an object. He was weighing her usefulness, deciding whether to kill her or keep her.
“Please save me…”
“If you weren’t a woman… I wouldn’t need you.”
Bo-yeon is forced to live under the cold and enigmatic Do-kyung, protected by him—but only as his woman.
* * *
“I like you. Especially your obedience.”
A large hand, strong enough to crush a human skull, wrapped around Bo-yeon’s head. There was an unsettling sense of dominance in the way he stroked her, as if she were a pet.
“What can you do?”
“….”
“Think about what I can do to you.”
“….”
“Don’t even think about running away. If you get caught, you won’t last a day—even if I go easy on you.”
“….”
His voice was dry, as if he were merely stating a fact.
“You have trouble breathing over something so trivial. You cry when I put my d*ck in your moist p*ssy hole and you tremble pitifully with just a few words.”
He stroked her round, pale cheeks and whispered in a seemingly affectionate tone.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to act cute and look lovely when I see you?”
Tap. Tap. Tap. He lightly tapped Bo-yeon’s temple, urging her to think carefully.
“Bo-yeon. Answer me. Be good.”
Bo-yeon had to respond—obediently, like a small, delicate canary that sweetly accepts its master’s touch.
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