PROLOGUE

"I'm sorry!"

I said and bowed. This is what I always tell him. Sorry! Because the polo shirt I ironed burned.

I was thinking about how I would see my brothers. And I just realized that the iron I was holding was smoking and that Hace's clothes were on fire on it's arm.

I tried to save it and even burned my hand but I didn't care, the important thing was Hace's clothes.

He pulled me closer to him by the arm. I feel guilty for what my father did to him so I let him hurt me.

"Sorry? Hey fool, your sorry won't change what happened!" He said, clenching his jaw . I know what he said had a double meaning.

He let go of me and turned away.

"What else do you want me to do?" I don't know where I got the strength to speak like that.

"You have almost enslaved me Hace, I have been with you all my life, I do everything you want, I have nothing left of myself, I can't even see my brothers anymore. I let you do what you want, because of what my father did . But isn't this too much?" I added, sobbing.

I don't want to cry but this time, tears fall from my eyes one after the other.

It's tiring. I am tired. I didn't realize I was sitting on the floor. My shoulders shake from crying.

"Are you tired? Go ahead and suffer! Your ordeal Nerrisa is just beginning. I will crush you as long as you feel the pain your father caused me, remember that!"

He left me crying. It's always like this. He blames me for a sin I did not commit. But I'm here because of my step father .

I am paying for the sin he committed. Because he was so angry with my father, Hace poured his anger on me that should have been my father's. Suddenly my father disappeared like a bubble after leaving me and my siblings.

The crime he committed against his girlfriend is the reason I'm here. I am the one who pays, I am the one who suffers and suffers even though I am far away from my brothers . I really want to leave here. But I have nowhere else to go, and if I leave I'm sure he will find me too.

I got up and went to the kitchen. I don't want him to catch up with me in the living room and maybe he can lift my hand again. Sometimes when he's drunk and out of his mind that's what he does, once he almost killed me when he suddenly strangled me. Luckily Draco came and pulled me away from his friend.

I know that my father has committed a great sin, but it is still wrong for him to pour his anger on me. He is taking revenge on me, maybe my father will show up and show me when he finds out about my condition.

But months have passed and I'm still here. No father Ronaldo came and that made Hace even more angry.

"Nerissa, come and eat. You're the only one we're waiting in the kitchen." I looked at mother Lara.

She is the butler here and she also acted as my mother and guide whenever Hace hurt me.

"Alright, I'll just follow ." I smile in response to her . She nodded and went to the kitchen first.

I looked at my arm with a bruise and my hand with a little burn. Mother Lara can't see this, she will surely worry.

So I just went to my room. I mean, it's our room with Hace. If you are asking if we can sleep next to each other? No, on the floor sometimes I sleep on the couch. He used to make me sleep in the maids quarter but later he moved me here, so that he could quickly carry out his plan.

He loves seeing me suffer. And the people here at home know that. His staff, and mother Lara. Mother Lara took pity on me and once she helped me escape but we didn't succeed and Hace caught me too.

Hace punished me and locked me in the room for two days without eating, not even drinking water. All I could think of at that moment were my brothers. Even though I know that my aunt will take care of them, I can't help but worry.

After dressing in long sleeves and applying medicine to my hand, I went downstairs and went to the kitchen. I caught up with mother Lara who was talking on her cell phone.

"Yes sir, I'll take care of her." she hung up and looked up at me.

"Nerissa, you're already there. Come, let's eat." She smiled. Could it be Hace talking to her?

I nodded and sat down and she served me food. I looked at the dish she put on my plate.

"Nerissa why are you crying, is something hurting you? Did Hace hurt you again?" She ask question after another. I held my cheek which was already wet.

"It's nothing ," I answered shaking my head. "I just remembered my brothers. Fried chicken is their favorite." I laughed a little and picked up the chicken and took a bite.

She smiled sadly.

"I understand you Nerissa, I'm sorry and there's nothing I can do." I just shook my head and continued eating.

After eating I went up again and sat on the couch. Hace will definitely come home later, especially since it's already late. And he'll be definitely drunk again. And should I be afraid of him coming home? Because he will definitely do something that I don't like.

I fell asleep waiting for him. And I just felt someone's touch on my body. At first I didn't pay attention to it, but when his palm landed on my chest, my eyes widened.

"Hace!" I sat down and he was on the floor facing me.

He just grinned and pulled my neck closer to him and kissed him. Kisses that are punishing and needy.

"Hmmm, Hace you're drunk." I managed to get away from him but he just pulled me.

"I want you Nerissa." he said and kissed me non-stop.

I tried to fight but he had laid me down on the couch and was stripping me. His hand became mischievous while caressing my body. I know this isn't the first time we've done this. But I didn't think it would happen again!

I don't want it, it's wrong! I shouldn't agree. But someone says I should do it. Myself as payment of what my father did. So he can do whatever he wants with me.

I was in tears letting him do what he was doing. Even if I don't want it, I feel like my body wants it too. I like his touch, even here I feel that he is human. Because if he is sober, he just doesn't care everything.

He took off all my clothes and followed his.

"You're so beautiful." Hace said looking at me.

"I hope you can say that when you're sober and the influence of alcohol is gone." I made a dumb wish that I know will never happen again.

He started kissing me from my neck, to my chest and to my navel. I was just overwhelmed by the sensation I felt every time his breath hit my skin.

He continued kissing me, until he took his place in between of my thigh .

"Ahhh...fuck" Hace growled as he entered.

At first it was just slow. But later it got faster and faster and became desperate. I don't know where to hold, the chair or him.

I was holding his hand but he just shook it off. He also never kissed me on the lips without my lips hurting and I didn't feel that there was blood. But if he kisses my body it's like he worships it.

"Ohh, fuck!!!" he thrust into me faster and grabbed both of my waists.

I was moaning too but I held it back. I don't want him to know that I enjoy what he does. This is just him, letting his lust out.

And I feel like a dirty woman. I know, I shouldn't feel this way. But if I stay here any longer, I might end up falling for him again . And that's what scares me, I don't want to get to that point.

He is ruthless and a devil. And I know that whatever I feel for him will never be recuperate.

And I'm being sold to a Heartless devil. And that devil is Hace Alejandro Mondeñego.