Chapter 1
The road was empty and dark. Seulgi hit the steering wheel in frustration, sighing as she looked at her phone screen: no signal.
“Damn it!” she huffed, slamming her hand against the dashboard.
She had left late from dinner with her friends, and now she was stranded in the middle of nowhere with a car that refused to start. She crossed her arms and sighed, the cold night air enveloping her.
Then the sound of an engine snapped her out of her thoughts.
A pair of headlights illuminated the road, slowly approaching until they stopped next to her. The logo on the vehicle door made Seulgi roll her eyes. A police patrol. Just what she needed.
The driver’s door opened, and a tall woman stepped out, with black hair tied in a low ponytail. Her uniform was perfectly fitted to her body, and her expression was serious, with a coldness that sent a shiver down Seulgi’s spine.
“Trouble?” the officer asked in a dry tone, though there was a small, mocking smile on her lips.
Seulgi sighed.
“Does it look like it?”
The officer raised an eyebrow.
“Are you always this rude when someone tries to help you?”
“Are you always this slow when someone clearly needs help?”
The woman smiled, crossing her arms.
“Interesting attitude for someone in your situation.”
Seulgi clicked her tongue. The woman was purposely provoking her.
“Are you going to help me or not?”
The officer studied her for a second before stepping forward, closing the distance between them.
“Jay,” she said suddenly.
“What?”
“My name. So at least you know who’s going to save your ass tonight.”
Seulgi opened her mouth to make another snarky comment, but before she could say anything, Jay grabbed her arm firmly and spun her around without warning, pressing her against the car’s hood.
“Hey!” Seulgi protested, but the breath caught in her throat as she felt the cold metal against her exposed skin.
Jay’s palm pressed against her back, applying just the right amount of pressure to keep her in place.
“Shh,” she whispered against Seulgi’s ear. “I thought you wanted help.”
Her voice was a mix of mockery and danger, making Seulgi’s body react instantly. She wanted to move, but Jay’s strength was undeniable. There was no escape, and worst of all, she wasn’t sure she wanted one.
Jay slid her hands down Seulgi’s waist slowly, as if savoring each reaction.
“You know?” Jay murmured, leaning in slightly. “I like taming brats like you.”
Heat rushed to Seulgi’s face, her breathing growing erratic. She didn’t want to admit it, but her body instinctively responded to each word, each touch.
Then Jay tugged at her clothes with the same ease with which she had taken control of the situation. There was no chance to protest. Her fingers found hot skin, and Seulgi shuddered at the sensation of the cold air contrasting with the heat that began to build inside her.
“W-what do you think you’re doing?” she gasped, trying to sound defiant.
Jay smiled against her neck.
“What I want.”
The metallic sound of the extendable baton opening made Seulgi hold her breath. She knew what was coming. And she wanted it as much as she hated it.
Jay slid it across her skin slowly, exploring, probing. Seulgi couldn’t stop a gasp from escaping her lips. It was too much. Too provocative. Too humiliating.
And when Jay finally did what Seulgi had already imagined, reality hit harder than expected.
Her body reacted instantly, her back arching involuntarily. She gripped the hood with both hands, trying to hold herself together, but the pleasure tore through her mercilessly.
“Say it,” Jay ordered against her ear, her voice low and firm. “Tell me how much you like it.”
Seulgi gritted her teeth, refusing to give in, but Jay gave her no choice. Every move took her further, deeper, until her resistance became useless.
“D-damn it…” she murmured between gasps.
Jay laughed, that low, satisfied laugh that only made Seulgi burn more.
“Brat to the end.”
Seulgi trembled beneath her, her mind blank, the world reduced to that moment. Nothing existed beyond Jay, beyond her absolute control over Seulgi.
When it was over, her legs shook, and her cheeks were hot from the mix of shame and ecstasy. She rested her forehead against the hood, trying to catch her breath as Jay straightened up slowly behind her.
Seulgi barely managed to turn her head to look at her with feigned resentment.
“You’re a bitch.”
Jay smiled smugly.
“And you’re still a brat.”
Seulgi tried to respond with another snarky remark, but all she managed was to close her eyes in frustration as she realized her body was still trembling.
Jay ran a hand through her hair, smoothing it down with an odd tenderness that contrasted with what had just happened.
“I think I can help you now, pretty girl.”
Seulgi growled, but when Jay slid her fingers down her back calmly, Seulgi knew that night wasn’t over yet.