After my husband's sudden death in an accident, the company fell into crisis, and I struggled alone to save it. But then my husband's friend, Mr. Morishita, the president of our investor company, appeared and offered to take over the company's debts in exchange for me. I was forcibly raped in front of my husband's portrait, and from that day on, Morishita raped me every single day—an endless nightmare. My mind gradually shattered, and I was driven to the edge mentally. Around the time of my husband's forty-ninth day memorial, my body began inexplicably craving orgasm. Confused by this change within myself, I realized I was already caught in a current I could no longer stop.