Hinako looked at me with honest eyes and confessed, "I've never loved anyone as much as I love you." From the start, she had only been after my body, yet she ended up falling deeply in love with every part of me. But I had no intention whatsoever of returning her affection. If she truly loved me, she should be willing to do anything—I kept telling myself that as I decided to train her, molding her into nothing more than a convenient fuckhole. After a full day of lovey-dovey dating, just as she seemed ready to confess, I skillfully dodged her advances and brought her to a hotel for some drinks. As she sat there confused, two of my friends barged into the room, heavy-breathing and ready. These were the same men I regularly used for my most depraved desires. And now, right in front of the man she loved, Hinako would be forced into emotionless, bareback sex—with not a trace of love involved.