Alethea quickly nodded and hurried toward Sebastian. Unsure of what to do, she mimicked Pierre’s earlier demonstration—bending her left arm so Sebastian’s right hand could hold onto her for support."I'll help you back to your room, Sir," she said softly. But Sebastian didn’t move, obviously because he couldn’t see what Alethea was doing in front of him. Pierre stepped forward, took Sebastian’s right hand, and placed it on Alethea’s folded arm."Lean on her and hold on tightly. She’ll get you to your room safely," Pierre said. Alethea responded with an eager nod.Sebastian smirked at the two people standing beside him. Deliberately, he tightened his grip on Alethea’s arm, making her wince in pain, but he didn’t care. He was already frustrated with everyone in this place, and Alethea had become his personal punching bag to vent his anger.Alethea struggled to keep her balance, biting back a scream each time Sebastian clenched her arm, nearly pulling her down with his forceful grip. She
Alethea's eyes widened instantly. Sebastian's grip on the back of her neck was so strong and the pressure of his lips on hers was painful. She tried to push Sebastian away but her strength was not enough to make him move. Instead of making Sebastian's body retreat, Sebastian wrapped his arms around Alethea's waist and pulled her up so that their bodies collided with each other and then the man slammed Alethea's body onto the bed so that Alethea was lying on her back and the man easily pushed her down and locked her body with his legs.Alethea struggled. She knew what Sebastian was going to do to her and she was terrified. Moreover, one of Sebastian's hands now managed to lock both of Alethea's hands above her head while the other hand locked Alethea's chin and continued to forcefully kiss Alethea's lips.Alethea tried to call for help. She tried to scream but when she opened her mouth Sebastian took the opportunity to deepen their kiss.Alethea struggled, she tried to move her face so
After hearing what Sebastian had done to Alethea, Helen hurried out of her room and made her way to Alethea's. She could hear the pounding on the door, the relentless twisting of the doorknob as Alethea desperately tried to escape, her panicked screams pleading to be let out.Helen wanted to help—either by unlocking the door or at least by going inside herself to calm the girl down. But before she could act, a firm grip on her wrist stopped her."Don't. Just leave her be," said the man who was both her superior and her husband.Helen turned to him, confusion in her eyes. Pierre answered her silent question with a shake of his head."Sebastian acted beyond what we expected," Pierre said as he gently pulled Helen away from Alethea's door, behind which the girl's cries for help still echoed."Did he really try to rape her?" Helen asked, needing to know. She was clearly shocked by the assault Sebastian had committed against Alethea. In all the time she had known him, Helen had never belie
"Will Alethea be okay?" Helen was still worried about Alethea, who remained locked away in her room.Truthfully, as a woman, she was angry about what her husband had done and planned for Alethea. She had been the first to oppose him when he set his conditions for selecting an assistant to serve Sebastian in their new residence.Helen knew all too well what it felt like to be violated, and she had no desire to let anyone else endure that pain—especially not a girl as kind, innocent, and sincere as Alethea."Is there no other way?" Helen voiced her frustration. "You don't have to keep pressuring and cornering Sebastian like this. We could just let things take their natural course. I'm certain that, sooner or later, Sebastian will develop an interest in Alethea on his own."After spending a week with Alethea, teaching her various things in Sebastian's new home, Helen had come to understand the girl's character quite well. Even though Alethea never spoke of it, not once did she complain a
"Where is the new servant?" Sebastian asked as he noticed that only Pierre was serving him."She's sick," Pierre replied flatly. "From the shock," he added, deliberately stressing each syllable.At first, Sebastian was shocked by Pierre's words, but only for a few seconds. A moment later, he was mocking her with laughter. "Don't blame me if she ended up like that. I was just following your script. Blame her for not being able to cooperate." He continued with a mocking tone."Even a prostitute would be scared if she were raped. Let alone someone like her, a virgin," said Pierre, leading Sebastian to the bathroom to clean up.Sebastian knew Alethea was a virgin, and deep down, he felt guilty.Damn it! The girl had kept him awake all night because of his guilt. But Sebastian also didn't want to be fully blamed because Alethea wouldn't have endured all that humiliation if she hadn't worked for his family. Her life would have been just fine if she hadn't been greedy and accepted the job Pi
Another day had passed, and before the sun rose, Alethea had already finished cleaning up and putting on her work uniform.Today, she wore a soft pink long-sleeved suit and pants, exactly like the uniform typically worn by nurses. She brushed her long hair and tied it up at the back of her neck, securing it with a clip so that her hair wouldn't fall loose or interfere with her work.She put on skin-toned socks that reached her calves before slipping into the slip-resistant rubber sandals, which were the standard footwear for all employees working at the villa.No makeup allowed. That was the rule for working here. However, Alethea was still allowed to use basic skincare products like moisturizer, sunscreen, powder, and lip balm. As long as they weren't brightly colored. Alethea wasn't used to wearing makeup. She only used moisturizer, loose powder, and colorless lip balm, all just to keep her skin healthy.Clearly, Alethea knew she couldn't afford expensive skincare treatments, but at
Alethea was quite surprised to see Sebastian step out of his room already dressed neatly. He looked handsome and refreshed, wearing khaki dress pants and a white sweater. His jet-black hair, thick dark eyebrows, and sharp gaze framed by long, curled eyelashes made him appear almost flawless. His nose was well-defined, and his lips—soft pink—had a top lip slightly thinner than the bottom one.Alethea was startled by her own thoughts. Why was she suddenly paying such close attention to Sebastian’s face? Was it because of the forced kiss he had stolen from her the other day?For some reason, Alethea also felt something strange happening in her body. When she looked at his slightly stubbled jawline, she recalled its rough texture against her skin that night. And his hands… those hands…She quickly shook her head. A wave of nervousness washed over her—fear, but also something else she couldn’t quite explain. A tingling sensation, like tiny electric shocks, spread through her body and settl
"Who is she, Papa?" Shareeza repeated the question she had already asked twice before.Sebastian led Shareeza into his temporary study at the villa because he needed to continue the work that had been interrupted earlier. Fortunately, Shareeza didn’t pout and was willing to cooperate, even though his little girl kept talking to him."She’s one of my servants, sweetheart," Sebastian repeated his previous answer."She works for you?" the little girl asked, her voice filled with suspicion that Sebastian could clearly hear. He frowned for a moment but then nodded again."Really? She’s just your servant? She’s not your girlfriend?" Shareeza’s question took Sebastian by surprise."Girlfriend? Why would you think that, sweetheart?" He wished he could see his daughter’s face—to figure out what kind of expression she was making. Was she pouting or laughing? Did she look adorable or perhaps a little annoying? Unfortunately, that was just wishful thinking because his eyes were completely blind.
"Call a doctor here immediately," Sebastian ordered as he made his way to his room, noticing that Pierre had neither taken any action nor given any instructions."The nearest hospital is forty-five minutes away, Sir. And they're not your personal doctors whom you can summon whenever you want. If you want her to be examined, we'll have to take her there ourselves," Pierre replied in his usual flat tone."Then let's go now," Sebastian said, about to turn toward the door, but Pierre blocked his path."We'd still have to wait in line, and that would take a long time.""Then what do you suggest? Didn't you say she needed to be examined to find out why she fainted?" Sebastian snapped."Actually, I don't need a doctor to figure out why she fainted. But if you insist on having her checked, I already instructed Andrea to call a paramedic before telling him to take Alethea to her room," Pierre answered, still with his composed demeanor. The man was clearly much calmer than Sebastian, who couldn
The throbbing in Alethea's head turned into dizziness, causing her vision to blur. The increasing heat of the sun and the pattern in front of her made her feel nauseous.She placed her drawing pencil down and stopped coloring. Choosing to close her book, she noticed Shareeza looking at her with a puzzled expression."What's wrong? Are you bored?" Shareeza asked, surprised.Alethea smiled and shook her head but immediately regretted it as it made her head feel like it was spinning. Shareeza observed Alethea closely, then pulled out some tissue and handed it to her."You're sweating. Are you hot?" the little girl asked, looking at the thin cardigan Alethea was wearing.Alethea wiped her forehead with the tissue Shareeza gave her, but Shareeza had misjudged. Alethea wasn't hot; she was actually feeling a chill, and the sweat on her forehead was cold sweat, not the kind from heat."I'm going to get some water. Do you want me to bring you something from the kitchen?""Can I have some juice
"How did you sleep last night?" Sebastian asked, trying to distract himself from thoughts of Alethea. "Did you have a bad dream?" he inquired, wanting to know.Shareeza shook her head, but since she knew her father couldn't see, she answered him aloud. "I didn't dream of anything.""Then what did you dream about last night?" Sebastian asked again."I didn't dream about anything," Shareeza replied innocently. "From now on, I won't be afraid of rain or thunder anymore," she added confidently, which made Sebastian smile."Where do you want to go today?" Sebastian asked again, curious."Nowhere," Shareeza answered casually. "There's no place to play here," she continued, enjoying her bread. Her tone wasn't bored or annoyed, and this made Sebastian frown.But Shareeza wasn't wrong. This place was really isolated. There were no stores or playgrounds. The only thing Shareeza could do was enjoy nature. Meanwhile, Sebastian didn't know what to play or where to take Shareeza, as he himself had
Alethea took a deep breath, a single tear slipping down her cheek against her will. She wiped her face roughly and shouted, "Thank you!" toward Helen, who had already returned to her cooking. Then, picking up her plate, she began eating her meal.By the time the clock struck six, Alethea made her way to Shareeza's room. Taking another deep breath, she opened the door, trying to steady her emotions.No matter how much she hated Sebastian for what he had done to her, Shareeza was just an innocent child. She didn't deserve to bear the burden of her parents' mistakes."Good morning, Miss," Alethea greeted softly as she switched on the bedroom light and walked toward the bed. She placed a small, heat-resistant mug filled with warm water on the nightstand, right beside the fairy tale book she had read the night before. Then, she sat on the edge of the bed, gently running her fingers through Shareeza's hair."It's time to wake up, freshen up, and have breakfast," she said as she pulled back
Alethea woke up feeling exhausted. Every fine hair on her body stood on end. She felt feverish, her head throbbed with pain—all because she had spent hours crying under the shower last night.She sat up from her bed. It was clear she hadn't been able to sleep all night, tormented by thoughts of a future that seemed bleak."Will I ever be able to get married once I leave this place?" That was her first worry."Would any man accept me, knowing I am no longer a virgin?" That was her second."Should I deceive my future husband and pretend I'm still pure? But if he finds out, what will he do? Will he divorce me in a matter of days, thinking I'm a woman without dignity? Or should I just admit I'm a widow? But would he even believe me when I don't have a divorce certificate?"Her conservative mindset only fueled her anxieties, keeping her awake through the night. She feared the uncertainty of her own future."Can someone die just from losing their virginity?" Alethea asked herself.She wonde
Sebastian repeated the same process on Alethea's body. He was fondling her body but this time he had freed the bonds on Alethea's hands and allowed the girl to move more freely. Although he couldn't see the expression on her face, Sebastian was certain that Alethea was already intoxicated by his touch. The virgin girl didn't even rebel when Sebastian ran his fingers over Alethea's womanly center and knew that she was already wet again.Not wanting to waste any time, Sebastian takes off his pants so he and Alethea are now both wearing nothing."S-sir..." Alethea was wide-eyed as Sebastian's cock, which she had once seen wither, was now fully erect and of a size Alethea couldn't describe."I've satisfied you, now it's your turn to satisfy me." Sebastian said and the man's hand touched his own manhood and guided it to Alethea's womanhood.Even though he couldn't see, Sebastian was sure that his male instinct could still guide him to achieve satisfaction. Sebastian realized that Alethea
Alethea was still shaking her head and rebelling. Asking to be released but Sebastian was clearly not going to do her bidding."Your own fault for coming here." Sebastian whispered in Alethea's ear as he squeezed her breasts quite firmly.Alethea shook her head. Crying silently as Sebastian twisted the tops of her breasts which stiffened as if responding to his touch. "You've signed a contract with me and that means you have to do whatever I tell you to do including satisfying me on this one." Sebastian said and the man managed to slip out of the oversized T-shirt Alethea had been wearing and made it a point to tie Alethea's hands above the girl's own head."Sir, please..." Alethea pleaded with both hands tied to her own sweatshirt. She again tried to push Sebastian away but the man's head was already lowered right above her breasts.The tip of Sebastian's tongue licked her peak, making Alethea involuntarily moan softly before his warm lips hungrily sucked on her breasts."Aaahhh..."
Alethea nodded. "Same here, I'm also scared of thunder. That's why I don't go anywhere near it," she said playfully, making Shareeza giggle."A lot of people have died from being struck by lightning," Alethea continued seriously. "That's why if you see lightning, you have to hide.""Lightning is just as dangerous as a kidnapper. So if you see it, you need to hide right away and go inside the house. Don't run into an open field or go near a pole. Stay away from tall trees, and definitely don't go into water, like a swimming pool. You have to remember that." Alethea looked at Shareeza, waiting for her response.Shareeza nodded. "But don't hate lightning too much, because it also has its benefits.""Really? Like what?" the little girl asked curiously."Lightning can purify the air by killing germs and can also serve as a natural source of electricity," Alethea explained.Shareeza just made an "O" shape with her mouth in understanding."So, if you're inside the house, you don't need to be
As Alethea walked toward the back area of the villa where her room was located, she saw Helen and Pierre standing there, gazing at the pitch-black sky."Sir?" Alethea called out to her employer, curious about what they were doing."Has Miss Shareeza gone to bed?" Pierre asked."Yes. About an hour ago," Alethea answered honestly."An hour ago, but you're just getting back now?" Helen glanced at her wristwatch, which she often took off while cooking."Mr. Sebastian asked me to read him a book," Alethea replied truthfully."A book?" Helen and Pierre frowned in confusion. Alethea nodded."What book did he want you to read?" Alethea mentioned the title but had forgotten the author's name. She noticed a mocking smirk on Pierre's face."What is it, Sir? Is something wrong?" Alethea asked, puzzled."No. I just remember that book. It's usually read by lonely people," Pierre said. And those who crave affection, he added silently."Do you want to rest?" Pierre asked. Alethea nodded."Go ahead, b