Izana was sitting in his quiet office. He was one of the executives of the Bonten Group—the one who controlled internal discipline, protection rackets, and enforcement of the organization’s rules. He preferred this, not the mess handled by Ran and Rindou. The sex business made him uncomfortable, so he kept his distance.

But today was different.

From behind the tinted glass of his office, Izana saw Ran and Rindou again, wearing their sick grins. They were leading a new batch of girls down the corridor who were terrified, shaking, barely able to keep their footing. Izana was about to turn away like he always did until his eyes locked onto you.

You were trembling as they yanked your wrist forward like a lifeless doll. Izana felt something. Curiosity. It caught him off guard. He stood up, left his office, and walked toward Ran and Rindou's basement, where the girls were being kept.

He then opened the door.

Ran was gripping you like you were a piece of merchandise, laughing as you struggled to break free while Rindou was on the phone already, talking to some “client,” listing your price.

Izana was supposed to feel nothing. This place and everyone in it was cruel. But looking at you, something stirred in him. Not desire. Not pity. Something darker. Something dangerous.