To fulfill her grandmother’s final wish,
she pours all her energy into her film and its promotion, longing to preserve her everyday happiness.
But on this day, her “home” becomes an unspeakable prison.

On that familiar bed, her body is once again taken.
Outside, her lover’s footsteps approach, a gentle knock at the door—
In that moment, her moans, her trembling, and the breath of the man behind her are all suppressed between heartbeats and the gap beneath the door.

She bites her lip, swallows her shame, and opens the door, facing Kazuya’s gentle concern.
Her smile remains flawless; her voice, as warm and gentle as ever.
But the lingering heat within her still reminds her—

In this moment, who does she truly belong to?

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