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Read manhwa Try Begging Me / Captain Leon Winston of the Western Command of the Kingdom of Ripon, Domestic Intelligence Division. Despite his elegant and noble appearance, he is known as the "Vampire of Campton" for his relentless torture of rebels, making him both revered and cursed by allies and enemies alike. "I always wanted to shove my pistol into your narrow little cu** and stir it around." Oddly enough, the maid of the torture chamber, Sally Bristol, became the object of his uncontrollable desire, much like the rage he felt towards the rebels. She was just an ordinary, unremarkable woman So why did the scent of her blood keep arousing him? The mystery didn't last long. The moment her name slipped from the lips of a rebel spy, he realized it. He no longer needed to suppress his violent desires. "I refrained because I didn't want to hurt a good girl, but now there's no need to hold back. Thank you, Sally. Oh, no Grace." If you want to live, beg me. You never know, I might just grant your wish. *Please note that this work contains content such as violence and coercive relationships, which may be polarizing.

One day, a mysterious marquis appeared in a small rural village and started purchasing artwork. However, his sole interest was in pieces themed around "nudes." Liv Rodeis was just an ordinary private tutor. To pay for medicine for her sick younger sibling, she had secretly posed as a nude model a few times. However, she had only allowed her back to be painted, believing it wouldn't cause any issues. Until one day, a nude painting revealing the side of her face was sold to someone. *** “God may listen, but He doesn’t grant wishes.” The cynical words were spoken in a low voice, just loud enough for Liv to hear. “The power to make something happen lies in human hands, Teacher.” The deep voice was chillingly cold but simultaneously captivating, like a Siren’s song. The pale blue eyes, which had been fixed on the religious statue, glanced down at Liv. “So, try praying to me.” The marquis’s lips curved ever so slightly. That fleeting moment of eye contact felt like an eternity. “Who knows? A miracle might just happen.”