The man grabbed Maxim's body straps and slammed him on the other side of the carriage, holding his neck in place.
"Urgh!" Maxim groaned in pain as he didn't expect that to happen. He looked at the man with fear in his eyes as he didn't want to die yet.
The man looked at Maxim, his eyes cold and dominating. He tightened his grip on Maxim's neck to prevent air from going inside his lungs.
"Very well. What should I do with you now?" the man asked, his voice laced with menace.
Maxim put his hand on the man's chest and tried to push him away, but his body was rock hard. However, he didn't want to back down.
"The deal is over…" Maxim whispered while trying to inhale air as much as he could.
The man started chuckling. "Who decides that?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
Maxim gritted his teeth. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He felt lightheaded from the lack of oxygen going to his brain.
"Although you were the one who made the offer… Shouldn't I be the one making the final decision?" the man asked, trailing his hand on Maxim's bare chest.
The man released Maxim as he coughed to get enough air to breathe.
Maxim frowned, still trying to breathe deeply. "What the hell are you talking about!?" he exclaimed, grabbing the man's hand that was touching him.
"You know what I'm talking about," the man replied. Even though he released Maxim, he was still towering over him.
"I'm not in the mood for adjusting to you," Maxim gritted his teeth. His eyes glanced at the sword in the man's waist.
"The one who is adjusting, is me," the man replied, licking his lips. He leaned closer, putting his forehead into Maxim's.
"Sir, as I've said. I won't tell a soul about your identity and why you're here in the red-light district," Maxim whispered softly. He just wanted to get away as fast as possible.
The man chuckled and slumped back in his seat. "If you're not that desperate for money. We won't be here right now," he stated, reminding Maxim of his intentions beforehand. "But you offered me your body."
Maxim clenched his fists. He couldn't resort back since the man was telling the truth.
"Is it because I paid you more than what you were expecting?" the man chuckled amusingly upon seeing Maxim's reaction.
Maxim stayed silent for a couple of seconds as he tried to think. He looked up and saw the cold, grey eyes staring at him intently.
"If you understand everything. Then I'll go now," Maxim replied. He was about to reach the door when the man pulled him back to the kneeling position.
The man cupped Maxim's cheeks, forcing him to look at his face.
"Before, I didn't give a f^cking shit, but the minute you proposed that offer. Your freedom to decide vanished," the man whispered with a smirk. He liked the control he had between the two of them.
"I said I would go and stay quiet… so why…" Maxim murmured. He felt helpless, as if an invisible chain was wrapped around his neck.
The man looked down at Maxim. His free hand caressed Maxim's chest lustfully. "You can't just toy with me and leave," he replied firmly.
Maxim trembled slightly. He felt like the man indirectly threatened him. His body didn't move, as he had no choice.
When the man noticed Maxim's compliance. He made Maxim lower his head around his c0ck. "Hah… I'm starting to lose my patience."
'F^ck this! I really got caught up in serious sh^t,' Maxim thought as he finally accepted his fate that night. He could only blame himself for his greed.
The man pulled out his c0ck at Maxim's face, showing his length and girth— it was massive. He started rubbing his shaft while Maxim watched with wide eyes.
'Mine is not that huge!' Maxim thought as he compared the man's size to his.
"Hmm, perhaps let's do something that will… secure the deal between us," the man stated as he removed his hand from his c0ck and made it flopped into Maxim's face near his right eye.
Maxim was speechless. His mouth hung open in shock as his sympathetic nerves screamed for a fight or flight response.
The man took the opportunity and slammed his c0ck into Maxim's mouth, thrusting deeply. At the same time, he grabbed Maxim's both hands to stop him from getting away.
"Mgh!!" Maxim gagged at the man's size. His airway was obstructed by his massive c0ck and stretched his throat.
Maxim tried to pull back, but the man was stronger than him. He tried his best to adjust, but his body was refusing to cooperate.
"Ugh," the man groaned upon feeling the tightness of Maxim's throat. However, he also noticed how much he struggled. Taking pity, he let go of him.
"Kha! Kha!" Maxin coughed loudly.
"Not bad. You're hanging in there," the man stated, grinning under his mask.
"You!" Maxim snapped toward the man. His wolf was surfacing but stopped when he felt the man's dominance.
"Didn't you say you would do whatever I'd ask you to do?" the man whispered, cupping Maxim's chin and rubbing his skin.
Maxim bit his lips as he nodded, agreeing to him.
The man smirked. "To start. Suck my d!ck until I c^m," he whispered, pulling Maxim close to his face. His finger touched the corner of Maxim's lips before leaning back. "Do it now."
Maxim sighed. He grabbed the man's c0ck and started rubbing the tip. "I will, but for the first and last time. No more after this," he stated sternly, showing he was serious.
The man didn't reply. He just watched what Maxim would do next as he didn't give an f^ck about what he had said.
Maxim couldn't believe how far he had fallen and how his desperate need for money had led him to that dangerous situation.