On the turbulent waters of the Pacific Ocean,
a massive white cruise ship, 300 meters long and about 40 meters wide, sliced through the waves with ease, gliding steadily across the azure expanse.
This twelve-deck floating palace, adorned with opulent decor, bore a name steeped in myth and legend: Minotaur.
Inside the upper cabins, where priceless paintings adorned the walls, a man with brown hair and a rigid expression sat behind a desk laden with sleek, black monitors. His gaze was fixed on a young, unclothed girl standing not far away.
A grotesque smile twisted the corners of his lips as he stared at her, his face seemingly devoid of the ability to display any genuine emotion. His eyes gleamed with a dark, predatory hunger as he addressed the girl, her cheeks flushed red:
"Oh, Anna, you're such a pure creature. Every inch of your skin is utterly captivating… As per our agreement, the ten thousand dollars has already been transferred to your bank account. You can confirm it yourself… But are you sure you want to proceed?"
The girl named Anna stood a few meters away, trembling as she awkwardly used her hands to cover herself. Scattered clothing lay at her feet. Taking a deep, shaky breath, she raised her head, her golden ponytail swaying slightly. Her voice wavered:
"Mr. Agger, I trust you'll keep your word… I'll continue. This is my only chance to escape poverty. I made my decision before boarding this ship."
"Haha… Good girl. That's exactly the resolve I admire."
Hearing her answer, the man's twisted grin grew even more unsettling. His crimson-tinted eyes widened as he leaned forward, voice dripping with a sinister eagerness:
"Then let's move on… You can choose. One thousand dollars to wear white stockings and dance for me. Five thousand dollars to wear an animal collar and accompany me to the crowded decks. Or, for something truly thrilling… see that dining knife and ice bucket over there? If you're willing to give up a liter of your blood, I'll pay you fifty thousand dollars."
He gestured casually toward the table nearby.
"Don't worry. This ship is equipped with top-tier medical resources. Losing a liter of blood, if stopped in time, won't be a problem… Anna, you're still a high school student, right? Surely you've studied human anatomy in class?"
His voice was slow and measured, exuding an almost hypnotic persuasion.
Anna's trembling grew more pronounced as she struggled internally, her crimson skin betraying her discomfort. Agger's insatiable appetite only seemed to grow as he watched her.
Finally, Anna seemed to reach a decision. She let her hands fall to her sides and walked toward the table. Her fingers quivered as she picked up the dining knife, the cold blade brushing against her wrist.
Just as the blade touched her skin, Agger's voice rang out again.
"Good girl… But don't you think the wrist is too conservative? If you cut from your chest instead, I'll add another fifty thousand. That's one hundred thousand dollars—enough for the house you've always dreamed of or a luxurious trip around the world."
Tears welled up in Anna's eyes as she raised her flushed, delicate face to meet Agger's emotionless gaze. Her voice cracked as she whimpered:
"Mr. Agger, I… I'm scared…"
"Oh, my poor little lamb… Hesitation will only make you lose this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you choose to back out, I'll respect your decision. But you'll spend the rest of your life toiling in a dead-end job, regretting your cowardice today…"
Agger, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, slowly rose from his chair. He walked around his desk and approached Anna, his imposing figure seeming to grow larger with every step.
Standing before her, his expression unchanging, he spoke with an almost fatherly reassurance:
"Just one cut, girl, and untold wealth will flow into your account… Do it. This is your destiny!"
Slice!
Under Agger's relentless manipulation, Anna succumbed. She raised the knife and slashed across her chest.
Blood gushed forth, hot and crimson, cascading down her trembling body.
"Moo!"
Suddenly, Agger's calm demeanor shattered as his primal urges erupted uncontrollably.
His hands, now sprouting brown fur, seized Anna's frail arms in an iron grip. Without hesitation, he pressed his mouth to the wound, ravenously drinking the flowing blood.
"Ahhh!"
Anna's terrified screams filled the cabin as she realized the truth.
"Help! Mr. Agger, I don't want this anymore! What are you?!"
Agger's transformation was complete. The man in the tailored suit was no more—he now stood as a hulking, grotesque creature over two meters tall.
A monstrous bull's head crowned his muscular frame, its sharp horns gleaming under the cabin's lights.
With a guttural growl, the beast bared its teeth and tore a chunk of flesh from Anna's body, chewing savagely.
"Ahhh!"
Anna's cries faded into pained whimpers as her body weakened. Despite her desperate struggle, she could not escape.
Thud!
Minutes later, her bloodied, lifeless body was discarded onto the lavish floor like a broken doll.
The beast let out a low, satisfied groan, its crimson eyes gleaming with unholy delight.
"Every dying girl… such a sweet, delectable treat. What exquisite agony and despair…"
Bang!
The cabin's steel door suddenly burst open, slamming against the wall. A tall young man in a black suit and sunglasses stormed in, urgency in his voice:
"Mr. Agger…"
"John! How many times must I tell you not to interrupt me while I'm feeding?!"
The beast's fury surged, hot air streaming from its flared nostrils.
"Sir, it's urgent! The stock market—our shares are plummeting!"
"What?!"
Agger roared, stomping a hoof-like foot and crushing Anna's skull in a gruesome display of rage.
"Who dares attack my wealth?! Who?!"
"Everyone, sir. Every corporation we've ever crossed—even unrelated ones—are tearing us apart!"
"Alert the PR team! Call a press conference! Tell finance to contact the exchange supervisors!"
Agger fell silent for a moment, then let out a dark chuckle. Picking up another piece of Anna's flesh, he chewed thoughtfully.
"Summon the global board. If the damage is irreversible…"
"Then I'll feast on my own. These bloodsucking capitalists won't topple me so easily. Dario Agger—and Roxxon Industries—will endure!"
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