Chapter 1

"AGATHA, do you accept Dymon as your soul mate? As your husband, are you willing to serve him, through thick and thin, until death?” That was the third question the priest asked me.

But here I am, crying and shaking with fear. Until Dymon squeezed my hand tightly. The man I will marry. So I was afraid and stuttered to answer the priest.

"O-opo father," he said.

The priest smiled before shifting the question. Now it was Dymon who was being asked, and before the priest had finished what he had to say, he immediately answered I do.

It was a nightmare for me. A role I do not want to embrace. But what can I do? I feel like I'm chained somewhere that I can never break free.

After our wedding, a fancy reception opened in our big house.

"Mister and Mrs. Ignacio," greeted the guests of honor with a smile.

"Thank you for attending Mayor Dondon." said Dymon who was already shaking hands with the honorable person.

“Of course I will not miss this day. My friend Jose's daughter is getting married, so I can't not go," he said, obviously forced.

The Ignacio family has the largest land in Cavite. Jose is also one of the sponsors every time the polls come. So their friendship came from money.

“Dymon, what a beautiful wife you have become. It's good that your palace now has a queen." Continuation of Mayor Dondon.

I'm not smiling because the truth is, I don't really like what's happening. The mayor noticed that so he asked me.

"Iha, are you alright? Why do you feel sluggish? It's your wedding day—shouldn't you be happy today?” he said smiling to me.

Dymon was a bit annoyed with my behavior. So he said goodbye to the mayor first so he could talk to me privately.

Dymon pulled me to the corner of the venue and squeezed my arm there.

"What's your problem huh! Are you really embarrassing me with the guest!” Dymon said angrily.

"I'm hurting Dymon! I-I'm sorry!" I told him to cry but he tightened his grip on my arm and twisted it even more.

"Just embarrass me one more time and you'll really taste me!" he said while dragging me to the middle of the reception.

I did everything, so that Dymon wouldn't hurt me. I've been following everything since my parents sold me to a man I didn't love.

March 22, 2017 when my parents said they were already in debt. Papa's debt to the Ignacio family reached a million, that's why Papa hardly sleeps, wondering how he can pay his debt.

Dad is addicted to drugs, Mom is into gambling. They both have vices so I grew up without parents to guide me. My only companion at home is a helper. Our farm is spacious and our mansion is grand. But everything gradually faded away until I reached puberty. We live in a simple house. But my parents continued to make bad habits, they did. They say they will die if they stop the vice.

Every mistake I make is accompanied by pain. Every time I say admonition to my parents, I get slapped. Until I stepped 17 years old.

The disciples of Mr. Jose Ignacio. The man Papa owes a lot of money to. Papa is furiously charging that there is nothing to pay.

I was on the side hugging mom and we were both very scared.

"You animal! You're the one I always give you, you're still hiding from me! You want to kill me right now?” boldly said Mr. Ignacio to papa.

"I'm sorry Don Jose, even if I wanted to pay you, I still don't have the money. I'm still looking for funding." Dad was crying and said that his nose was already bloody because he was punched by one of Mr.'s men. Ignacio.

"Son of a aunt. How many times have you given me that excuse! I can hear your excuses and excuses! You don't have enough life left to pay off the debt you got from me!" Don Jose said angrily.

"Don Jose, give me more support. I will also pay back the money I borrowed one by one." Papa begged that Don Jose didn't listen.

Don Jose looked at us, from mom who was crying because of dad's suffering the old man looked at me. He grinned and nodded.

"Alright, I'll give you one last chance. But while you haven't paid your debt! I will take your son, he will serve my family while you have not yet paid your greatest debt! Get that girl!” Don Jose's order to his disciples. Papa and Mama were confused because of Don Jose's men harassing me.

"Don't be my son! Don Jose seems like a pity!” papa's begging that the man Don Jose didn't listen to.

"Dad! Mom!” I shouted as I was dragged into the arms of two men.

"What's up Ramon, I'm leaving. Our conversation is something you will never forget. Otherwise, you will never have your child!” said the don before we left the house.

Since then, I haven't seen my parents. My first day at the hacienda, the first thing that came to my mind was work.

"Oh, there you wash!" ordered another servant in the mansion.

"What are you, Diane, don't treat him as someone else. Just like you, you're just a helper in this house. So treat him as a person." Said another assistant, Zenia.

Don Jose's order, make him do the difficult work. It seems that his work is worth it. So why are you interfering Zenia, if you want to help you if you have pity! Shk!” he said angrily to the maid Zenia,

It stormed off and Zenia and I were left behind.

pity me,

"Girl, being a laundress is not for you. Your skin is so white and smooth, you look like a rich child. How did you become a maid?" this is a curious question to me.

Instead of answering the question, I cried again. I can't accept what happened to me in life. I'm still studying but here, I stopped because of Papa's debt, now how can I get out of this hellish life. Papa owes millions, where will Papa get Millions? Only imagination will be the answer to my question. I just think that dad can find a way. Even knowing that it will not come true.

Since I started working there, I was immediately noticed by his son, Dymon. It constantly rubs on my body while cleaning or maybe even when I wash the dishes.

It will simply approach me but it has an intention to do something.

It will come up behind me and beat my ass.

"Oh! Squid!" I said in shock as I turned around to hit my ass.

Dymon woke up when I acted.

"Hi, are you new here?" it asked me.

I turned and nodded.

"Is that so, that's why I just saw you now." it said with a smile.

"Sir, please excuse me. I have a lot to do." He said

"I know, why are you worried? Don't you know me? I'm Don Jose's only son, so whatever I want I can do. I can even steal your time." It's a smiling language.

What did he mean by what he said? I couldn't fully understand so I just didn't say anything.

Since then, Dymon has always called me. Sent to the room not to clean. But to accompany him to watch a TV show.

I don't understand why I don't do anything at home anymore. What Dymon wants is for me to always be in his room.

A few days ago, I sympathized with what Dymon wanted. He honestly told me that he likes me.

I was shocked, because for me. So I was there to work. Not to flirt.

I don't like Dymon, because he is arrogant. Especially with friends,

Once he took me to his troop's party. I was proud to be his girlfriend even though it wasn't really true. Even if I don't want him to do that, I can't do anything. My job involves doing my boss's bidding.

After the party, Dymon was drunk. He's hugging me and I'm really being insulted because he's kissing my neck.

That's why I slapped him suddenly.

He was dazed and dizzy. He grabbed me by the shoulders tightly and shook me.

"You're beautiful! You're such an artist, why are you still acting! Thank you and I still like you even though you're just an assistant!" it snorts at me.

"That's enough, I'm in pain!" I cried and said to Dymon.

Since then I have been afraid of Dymon. Every time he kisses me on the hand, on the shoulder, or on the cheek, I agree. A few months ago. He claimed me by force.

It was raining heavily at that time. He called me because he told me to bring him coffee. That's why I immediately brought it.

It's just shorts and bare bottom.

At first I was scared, but I saw that he was busy using the computer. I put the coffee down and slowly turned away.

"Agatha! Just a moment," I heard his soft voice so I stopped walking. But I didn't face it, instead I waited for it to speak.