An innocent girl named Yara is trapped in the dark world of Damian Devatra, a cold man who rules under the shadow of evil. Initially trying to save her mother, Yara accepts Damian's offer to be a servant for a year but never expected to become part of Damian's plan for revenge. Between hatred and manipulation, Yara must endure Damian's cruelty while he struggles with his dark past and growing feelings. Will Damian succeed in avenging himself on Yara when he begins to love her?
View MoreYara stood in front of the large mirror in her room, staring at her reflection. Her face was pale, her eyes puffy, and her lips chapped. The small cut at the corner of her lip from Damian's bite a few days ago was still painful. She rubbed her lips lightly, remembering the man's cruelty. However, one thing began to occupy her mind: fighting Damian would only make things worse. "If I keep going like this, he'll only get rougher," Yara muttered softly. Her hands clenched into fists, then she slowly took a deeper look at herself in the mirror. "But how can I control that monster?" Yara thought hard, remembering every moment where Damian lost control. The man was explosive, but he wasn't completely invincible either. There were moments where Damian's emotions softened a bit. That was when he seemed weak, even if only for a moment. Yara smiled slightly, then gave a small grin. "If I can't fight him with violence, I'll fight him in other ways," Yara said as she stepped towards the dre
After two full days of Yara being locked up underground, Damian finally decided to set her free. The heavy metal door creaked as Damian opened it. The light from the corridor streamed in, illuminating Yara who sat in the corner of the room with a cold stare. "Get out," Damian said firmly. He stood in the doorway, staring at Yara expressionlessly. Yara stood up slowly, her body weak, but she showed no fear. Her steps slowly approached Damian, and once she was in front of the man, she gave him a cynical look. "You finally remember that I'm still human?" she quipped. Damian ignored the comment. He turned his body around and walked towards the stairs. "Follow me. And don't try to cause any more trouble." Yara snorted softly, but she followed Damian anyway, even though her steps felt heavy. When they reached the living room of the mansion, Yara sat down on the large sofa without waiting for permission. Damian gave her a quick glance, but didn't say anything. He knew she hadn't give
Damian dragged Yara to the basement of his mansion. His footsteps were heavy, his breathing ragged with emotion. Yara tried to resist, her small body kicking and punching with all its might, but Damian was too strong. He pulled her roughly, opened the heavy metal door, and pushed her to the cold, hard floor. "How dare you run away from me, Yara!" Damian snapped in a booming voice. "I gave you a chance, but you used it to escape!" Yara fell down, but she quickly got up despite her trembling body. Her gaze was sharp, full of resistance, and although her face was tired, she tried to show courage. "What did you expect? I stay here, letting you continue to torture me? Never!" Damian approached, pulling Yara roughly to her feet, both of the girl's hands tied behind her body. "You're really stubborn, huh. I could just kill you right now, you know?" Yara grinned sarcastically, though her lips trembled. "Just do it! I'd rather die than live with you!" Damian's anger peaked. Without saying
In the ICU of a hospital located quite a distance from Damian's mansion, Yara stood by her mother's bedside. Her body was wrapped in an oversized nurse's uniform, a mask partially covered her face, and large glasses almost fell off her nose. Her eyes were red, not just from lack of sleep, but from the incessant crying since she managed to get there. Yara grasped her mother's thin, drooping hand tightly. "Mom... please wake up," she whispered while trying to hold back sobs. Her tears dripped between her mother's cold fingers. "I'm already here. I'll take care of you. I won't let him touch me again." Her mother's face looked pale, with a breathing apparatus and various medical wires connected to her body. The sight broke Yara's heart. Yara closed her eyes, remembering how she had escaped. She waited until the night was completely silent, then took advantage of the guard who was asleep in a chair by the door. Carefully, she opened the window of the room and climbed out using a cloth t
After pondering for a while, Damian entered the room. After he opened the door, he closed it slowly and then walked over to the bed where Yara was still sitting with a hateful gaze."That's enough," Damian said as he grabbed a small key from his pocket. Quickly, he untied Yara's wrists and legs. "I won't tie you up again."Yara rubbed her reddened wrists, glaring at Damian. "You fool! How can I eat when you tie me up like that?" Yara's voice was full of anger, despite her trembling body.Damian let out a long breath. "I know. Sorry, I forgot to open the cuffs." He picked up the soup bowl from the small table and sat beside Yara. "Now eat up. You don't have to endure this just to fight me."Yara shook her head slowly, refusing. "I don't want to eat."Damian brought the spoon to her lips. "Yara, stop this drama. You won't win if you continue like this. Just eat."After a while, Yara finally opened her mouth reluctantly, letting Damian feed her. Her gaze was still full of anger, but her
Ten o'clock at night.Damian opened the bedroom door with a tray in his hand. On it was a bowl of warm soup and a glass of orange juice. His steps were slow. As he approached Yara, she immediately fixed him with a sharp, hateful stare."Eat," Damian said simply as he placed the tray on the small table beside the bed.Yara didn't answer; she just looked away. Her hands were still bound in chains, leaving her little choice, but she wasn't about to show weakness in front of the man."Yara, I don't want to argue. Eat now," Damian said more firmly, picking up a bowl of soup and holding a spoon. He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to feed Yara."Don't touch me," Yara refused."Don't be stubborn. You need to eat," Damian retorted, bringing the spoon to Yara's mouth.Yara turned her face away violently. "I'd rather starve to death than accept anything from you."Damian's thin patience was running out. His jaw hardened. "I've tried to be nice, Yara. Don't force me to use other means." Yara
After a while, Yara sat on the edge of the bed. She looked at the door, feeling her chest tighten in the prison-like room. Her breathing was labored."I need to get out of here," she whispered softly, gripping the blanket tightly that was still wrapped around her body.Her eyes moved around the room, looking for something that could help her. On the table, she spotted the empty glass and plate from the meal Damian had brought earlier. If she could break the glass, maybe she could use it as a weapon.However, Yara knew it was risky. Damian would definitely hear the sound of the broken glass. Finally, she decided to try another way. Slowly, Yara crawled to the door, opened it slightly, and peeked out. The corridor was deserted, lit only by the faint glow of the chandelier on the ceiling."It's now or never," she muttered, gathering courage.She stepped slowly, trying not to let her feet make a sound. Her heartbeat was like a drum in her ears.However, just a few steps out of the room, t
In another room."Sir, you want to make that little girl fall in love with you, but you treat her like an animal? Isn't that too much, Mr. Damian?" said Hugo, the assistant, even though in his heart he knew his words were risky.Damian, who was lighting his cigar, looked at Hugo with a sharp gaze. "Are you trying to teach me how to deal with women, Hugo?" snapped Damian."Sorry, sir! I'm not teaching, but giving an opinion. Your actions will only make her hate you more. Doesn't Mr. Damian want to make that little girl fall in love with him?"Those words echoed in Damian's head throughout the night. After a few moments of silence in his chair, he decided to go to Yara's room.When he opened the door, Damian was stunned to see Yara still in the same place—wrapped in a thin blanket, her body looking weak, and her eyes still puffy. Yara didn't even bother to cover her naked body; she just glanced at Damian with a hateful look."What do you want, Mr. Damian? Do you want to torture me again
"Why are you doing this? Why should you choose me? Why, sir? Why?" Yara asked again in a hoarse voice, looking at Damian hatefully.Damian smirked. "Because I was sure you were a virgin."Yara was shocked. Her eyes widened at the answer. "What? You're crazy! You have nothing to do with it!" she shouted, trying to move away, but Damian was faster.He grabbed a chain with a leather collar from a small bedside table. Without saying much, he wrapped it around Yara's neck like a dog."What are you doing?! Let go of me! You've gone too far!" yelled Yara, her body writhing in an attempt to resist.But Damian didn't care. He pulled the end of the chain with his strong hands until Yara was dragged towards the bed. Yara's breath caught, her body trembling with fear mixed with anger."Listen, Yara. You must know your place. From now on, you are mine, whether as a servant or more than that," Damian said in a low but threatening tone.Yara shook her head violently, tears beginning to flow. "No! I
"Yara, someone's looking for you!" shouted her friend, who worked as a cashier.Yara frowned, wiped her hands on her green apron, and walked towards the door. However, her steps were halted when a tall man stood right in front of her. She didn't recognize the man."May I help you, sir?" she asked, smiling kindly at him.The man didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed Yara's arm quickly."Wait, what are you doing? Let go of me!" cried Yara, trying to pull her hand away, but the man's grip was too strong.Without a word, the man dragged Yara out of the shop. Sarah could only look on in fear, not knowing what to do.Yara was forced into a luxurious black car that was waiting outside. Despite her cries for help, the car sped away from the small street where the flower shop was located.After a few minutes of traveling in suspense, the car stopped in front of a large mansion with a high fence. The car door was opened, and Yara was dragged back inside."Let go of me! What do you want from me?" y...
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