Chapter 229: First Bleed

Titan, the leader of the Red Dragon, was ’busy’. The air in his room reeked of sweat, musk, and cheap perfume while his ragged grunts mingled with the creaking of the bed each time he thrusted into the woman beneath him.

The woman was no other than Nancy and Titan was on top of her, his face twisted in pleasure. However, while the formidable Don of the Red Dragon gang seemed lost in the bliss, the same couldn’t be said for Nancy.

Nancy’s eyes were fixed on the ceiling, her expression detached, and vacant like a porcelain doll being played with. Her arms loosely circled Titan’s broad back, her nails lightly grazing his skin, but there was no passion in her touch, no real response to his thrusts other than the occasional jerk of her body from the force of his movements.

But Titan was lost in it, his body slick with sweat, muscles flexing as he drove himself into her, faster and harder, his grunts turning into heavy groans.

Nancy felt every inch of him inside her, but it meant nothing. There was no pleasure. She was only doing this because she had no choice.

And Titan was nearly finished. She could already feel the telltale tension in his muscles with the way his movements became shaky, and his thrusts erratic.

Nancy swallowed, knowing what she had to do. If she didn’t stroke his ego, he’d make her night even worse. So she faked it like she had a hundred times before in the course of her trade.

Nancy arched her back and moaned loudly, her voice breathy and exaggerated. "Oh, fuck.. yes, Titan!" Her fingers clawed into his back, her body trembling just enough to sell the illusion.

And just like that, Titan shuddered violently, his head rolling back in pleasure as his orgasm hit him like a boulder. With a deep, guttural growl, he buried himself inside her, filling her with his release.

Nancy exhaled quietly, relief washing over her. Thank God it was over. Or so she thought.

She was just about to move when Titan collapsed on top of her, his full weight crushing her against the mattress.

Goddess help her, Nancy gasped, her ribs protesting in discomfort. She was filled with panic because for a brief, terrifying moment, she thought he had passed out. Then she’d be stuck under his dead weight, suffocating beneath the bastard who had just used her like a disposable thing.

But then, Titan let out a deep, satisfied groan, his breath hot and heavy against her skin. Nancy forced herself to smile, despite the disgust curdling in her stomach.

With her arms still draped around him, Nancy gave him a soft squeeze, pretending to bask in post-coital bliss, when all she really wanted to do was shove him off and run to the bathroom to scrub herself raw.

But she had no choice but to hold him, and let him bask in his pleasure. Because men like Titan liked to believe they were gods in the bedroom. And gods didn’t like to feel unwanted.

"You’ve lost your touch," Titan said, pulling out and getting off her with a grunt.

The previous Nancy—the younger, more prideful version of herself—would have been offended at such an insult to her skill. But this Nancy—the one who had learned and matured over the years —was just relieved at his weight leaving her.

Titan sat up with a dissatisfied grumble, "Your daughter would’ve felt a lot better, if not for your audacity in sending her away." He shot Nancy a glare.

Although anger flared hot inside her, Nancy kept her expression neutral. But her nails secretly dug into her palms, pressing hard enough to leave crescent-shaped marks.

This was why Titan had dragged her back to pay for her deceit. Because she had stolen something from him. It was not just her body, no, she was an old, worn-out game to him. What Titan wanted was Violet.

For some twisted, disgusting reason, the man had always had an unnatural fixation on her daughter, Violet.

Then again, it wasn’t just him. It was all of them.

Violet was beautiful. Strong-willed. And with such exotic hair, she attracted curious eyes. She was a perfect prey for predators in a place like District One. Men liked women who challenged them, women they could delight in breaking.

Nancy had seen it happen a thousand times before. And she had done the only thing she could to protect her child.

She had made a deal with the devil.

Years ago, Nancy had begged, bargained, and ultimately struck a deal with Titan.

*No one. Not his men, not any other gang, not any predator lurking in the filth of District One, would lay a hand on Violet.*

In exchange, Titan would own her first bleed.

"Small mercies," Nancy had thought at the time. One night, and it would be over. Convinced she was doing the right thing, Nancy hadn’t realized how deep she was sinking until she saw Titan’s nature and the cold, cruel truth stared her in the face.

A man like Titan never settled for just "once." There was no debt repaid. No contracts honored. She had sold her daughter to a monster, and monsters don’t let go of their prey.

Nancy might not show it, but she cared for Violet deeply and wanted to keep her away from a life like hers. But this was the only trade Nancy knew, and any hope for the future seemed bleak at best.

She’d delayed the outcome long past Violet’s birthday, offering flimsy excuses

about preparing her, educating her, ensuring her daughter would be the best experience he could ever have. Titan, too arrogant to suspect her true intentions, had played along.

Fortunately, Titan left on a business trip abroad. Then, miraculously, the Lunaris Academy form arrived. And Violet was gone. Nancy had won, even if

she was paying dearly for it now.

Her fingers absently drifted to her side, pressing against the bruises Titan had left there, his kicks and punches still fresh. It wasn’t just that spot, her body ached all over. But the pain didn’t matter. Violet had escaped. That gave her more joy even in her suffering.

Titan stood, heading to the bathroom across from the room to clean up, but his voice still boomed, echoing in the walls.

"You promised me Violet," he growled. "Your virgin daughter. And yet you deceived me, and now you give me your used cunt." He cussed.

Nancy’s jaw tightened, but she said nothing. As Titan kept ranting, the door suddenly opened. Nancy’s eyes went wide at the sight of a stranger stepping inside.