Pham Hanni never imagined the chaos she'd stumble into, but now that she's knee-deep, there's no escape. "These delectable lips are now under my possession," I murmured, sinking my teeth into her as our bodies pressed together. A symphony of pleasure and pain echoed in her moans. "I'm the architect of your ecstasy, every inch of you belongs to my twisted desires," I declared, holding her in my arms, where she seemed both small and at my mercy. "Tell me, my little sunshine, who's the puppet master pulling your strings?" I demanded. She met my gaze, body trembling, and whispered, "O-only you...ngh."