Chapter 3 Wedding Death

Zenia took pity on me, she hugged me and even she was in tears because of what happened to me.

"My God, why did he do that to you? Does he not think anymore?" he said while rubbing my back.

Because we were just helpers and had no right to complain, we did nothing about what happened. We couldn't leave the mansion because Don Jose had a lot of people. Even the whole area around the house is full of CCTV.

We have no escape in the mansion in case we think of running away.

The next day

"Dad, I want Agatha to be my wife," said Dymon to his father.

Don Jose was surprised by what Dymon said, he laughed out loud before speaking.

"Are you okay son? Are you sick, what are you talking about?" it said with a smile.

"Dad, I'm serious! I love her, so I want to marry her." he said to his Daddy again.

"What? Are you insane? With so many women in the world, you're still obsessed with the maid! Are you still in your right mind Dymon?"

"Yes Dad, pls I want to merry her," Dymon pleaded,

"Son, you will get nothing from that woman. Find a woman who is as rich as you. I want us to be powerful in all of Cebu. So find a woman deserving of you." This is still convincing Dymon.

"No dad, she is the only woman I will marry. I don't want anyone else but Agatha. That's why I will only marry her!" Dymon said firmly.

Since that day my life has become even more hellish. Because of Dymon's unstoppable love for me, he forced me to become his wife. Since I was still a minor, they waited until I was 18 years old.

July 3, 2018

Dymon and I were set to share a single breast, no one in my family was invited. I didn't even see them at the wedding ceremony.

Only their select family members and important people are invited to the wedding. I can't believe myself that I am now the wife of the devil who raped me. He didn't just use me once. He has taken advantage of me many times.

Every time he did that to me, no more tears fell from my eyes. All I do is stare at the ceiling.

I'm numb, I can no longer feel pain or regret.

Kiss... Kiss... Kiss...

The cry of the people who wake me up so that my mind can return to generation.

People are clinking their glasses and shouting kisses.

I felt Dymon pulling me. He turned to me and kissed me again for a long time.

I haven't moved, I've been a statue ever since Dymon claimed me.

Since he declared that we would get married after my 18th birthday, I have been submissive to Dymon. Because he doesn't want to disobey him, his hand is heavy and his tongue is sharp when he speaks.

I'm afraid of getting hurt again.

After Dymon's kiss, the crowd applauded. They were very happy while I was suffering.

Are people really like that? They still condone evil?

Even the sane people I expected to understand me seemed to ignore them.

Powerful is different. No matter how bad you are, you will be good in their eyes.

The celebration ended without a smile on my face.

I guess I forgot the feeling of fun. Because I'm always quiet and alone.

Even the assistant is not allowed to talk to me because I am one of their bosses. Only Dymon's orders can be obeyed. If you don't comply, a strong blow will land in your face.

I was lying in bed when Dymon came. He smiled when he saw me but the smile suddenly disappeared when he noticed that I wasn't wearing the thin and short pajamas he bought me.

"Punyeta Agatha, are you really correcting me?" it boldly told me.

I got up and quickly changed my clothes.

"So-sorry Dymon," my voice trembled even as my knees were shaking as I stood up. Because maybe later Dymon's hand will land on my hair again.

I was wearing a red nightdress. I see a dress with cleavage and I will curl it. That's what he wants me to wear when we go to bed. He can rub and touch my whole body freely when I'm wearing that.

"Next time, don't wait for me to speak. Do you understand?" it said angrily.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it won't happen again." I said leaning forward.

He came to me and pulled my hair.

"You're really beautiful Agatha, that's why I love you so much," he said while kissing my cheek.

I was startled and averted my face. But Dymon was annoyed, he grabbed my jaw tightly and squeezed it.

"Are you really still unable to give me what I want?" its eyes are glaring.

"Oh my God, I'm hurting Dymon."

"If you don't want to be hurt, don't give me a reason to hurt you! Can't you see, I own you. You must obey everything I want because I am your wife! Do you understand?" Dymon asked mockingly,

"Yes Dymon, I will do everything you want," I answered tearfully.

He finally let go of me. My jaw still hurts and it still aches because of the tightness of the grip.

I want to cry, I can't do anything because my eyes are full of tears.

I lay down on the bed, while Dymon changed his clothes.

I already know what happens next. He's going to use me again, even if I'm not touched it's just going to make it better. I hope he will use me like a statue.

Even if I force myself. I can't help but feel love for Dymon. Especially with a little mistake, he is already hurting me.