CHAP 3

I quickly approached Seniorito's place. He was still unconscious even when I held his arm to check. There seemed to be a pinch of pain in my chest as I saw the bruises on his wrist.

"What did Manang do to you? Since when did she imprison you here?" I exclaimed as I looked at the chain attached to him.

There was a shiver in my chest, but I was more consumed by pity and apprehension for the man in front of me. Just thinking of his suffering in this room was already hurting me. The chain attached to him was no joke. For one man, it was even worse than a tiger tied to the wall.

I stood for a moment and looked around, searched for the bathroom and then went there to get a bimpo. When I got back, I turned on the light switch. Now, I can clearly see him. I went to his place again and started wiping his face.

In a few seconds, I was able to scan his entirety. He was darker, muscular, and had fluffy lashes. His jaw is in perfect shape, as is his lip. Even though he is pale, I can say that he has good looks. I quickly approached Seniorito's place. He was still unconscious even when I held his arm to check. There seemed to be a pinch in my chest as I saw the bruises on his wrist.

I felt his little leap on my second touch of the bimpo. "Seniorito?" I called again.

There his eyes slowly opened, which made me stop my breath. My chest was pounding with nervousness. Gradually, fear took over my system.

"Who are you?"

His eyes glazed over. That's not normal, it seems to mix black and gold in color. His voice cracked in deep tone.

I wanted to get away but out of fear I lost strength. I just screamed when he held me in my arms and then rolled over me.

"S-Seniorito," I called tearfully.

But he seemed to hear nothing. He just stared at my face, then he brought his head close to my neck. He smelled it.

I tried to struggle but his grip on my hands got worse. I was overwhelmed with pain. He was too strong.

"You have a sweet scent..." I heard him speak in between of my neck.

"S-Sir, what are you doing? I'm scared." My vision began to cloud with my tears.

There was a little remorse inside me when I remembered my suspicion of Manang. Perhaps the Senyorito was not in his right mind so she locked him in the room. It's too late for me to realize that.

I made a loud scream when Senyorito suddenly destroyed my top dress. I pleaded repeatedly in the middle of my struggle but he seemed deaf. I don't know if he heard anything or he just really ignored my words.

I felt his lip on my neck until it dropped to my collar bone. Repeatedly tracing it at the same time as he sucked on my skin. I felt his chained hand over my chest, violently moving there.

"C-Cleon..." I was weak and sobbing.

I felt him stop. He remained in his place for a few seconds. Soon, he slowly distanced his body from me. I had no idea what he would do next. I just kept crying.

"Who are you?" he asked again, but in those moments it was gentle.

With my cloudy vision, I tried to look at him. His gentle face was the first image that appeared to me. Even though there was a cold treatment in his eyes, he seemed to have a little concern.

Unlike before, its color was a mixture of black and brown. Somehow, I had hope that he was in a normal state of mind. That I could beg him to stop this time.

He had moved away from me. "Get out of my room," he commanded authoritatively.

Weak and trembling, I tried to get up. With my broken clothes, I covered myself again. I felt like I was floating in the sky and was out of my mind.

I tried to stand up. Even though the tears subsided in my cheeks, the fear in my chest still lingered. I tried to walk on my own even though I almost fell.

I'm dizzy. Weak. I was gasping for breath with every step I took.

I was in front of the door when my vision went completely dark. I prepared myself for my fall to the floor, but even before that happened I heard a loud steel sound, then I felt an arm catch my body.

"You are my mate..."

The last thing I heard before I finally lost consciousness.

"IS she okay?" I heard a male voice.

"She's fine. Maybe she was just shocked so she passed out." That was Manang's voice.

"Good to know. Why did you hire a mortal maid? You know that one doesn't like people."

"Beta, who in our race wants to work here? You know the Alpha's condition."

"Jeez! She called me a dog!" the male complained.

"It's good that she treated you. She didn't run away from you," I heard Manang answer.

What are they arguing about?

I slowly opened my eyes. The familiar chandelier of the mansion first greeted me.

"Raya," Manang called.

It was only then that I was able to look around me. We were in the living room of the mansion. I was lying on the long sofa, on the side of it was Manang. Standing while worriedly looking at me.

In another corner, I saw a man I did not know. He was standing there without an upper shirt. The bandage on his stomach did not escape my sight.

I tried to get up. Manang immediately supported me.

"How are you feeling?" Manang asked.

I didn't answer right away. I just moaned while holding my head.

"Drink first," was the man's voice.

When I opened my eyes, he was on Manang's side holding a glass. "Thank you." I still felt a bit isolated because of his naked top.

"That will help make you feel better," he said.

I answered with just a nod. I was in the middle of drinking when I remembered what happened. Trembling, I put the glass on the center table and faced Manang seriously.

"T-That man. . ." I stammered and looked at the second floor. "The Seniorito, Manang. Is... is he sick?"

The old woman was silent and could not answer immediately. She just looked seriously at the man next to him.

"What disease are you referring to?" the man asked.

I was devastated when I remembered Senyorito's glaring eyes earlier. "I-is he possessed by evil spirits?"