Chapter 2 Mila felt as if she had no choice

Several months later, Mila has become an integral part of the household at Taman Indah villa. He not only did his job well, but also established good relationships with all family members and guests who came. Mrs. Martha gave high praise to Mila for her dedication and hard work.

One day, when Mila was resting in the villa's backyard after finishing with her work, she reflected on how far she had come since leaving the terrible life under Master Alex. She is grateful to have found the courage to seek change and take steps to rebuild her life.

Clara sat next to him, looking at the sky with eyes full of hope. "Mila," Clara said softly, "I have never been happier to see you now. You have found your place here."

Mila smiled and nodded in agreement. "Thank you, Clara. You have given me the courage to try new things and never give up on me. Life here has truly given me a long lost peace."

The two of them sat in the evening sun, feeling the irreplaceable warmth of their friendship. They know that they have gone through a lot of suffering together, but they have also found true happiness in their freedom now.

Mila and Clara's story is proof that with courage, strong determination, and support from people who care, a person can overcome all obstacles in life and find peace and happiness. They are real examples of the strength of struggle and perseverance in facing a life full of challenges.

Mila was shocked. All feelings of happiness and relief disappeared in an instant. He fell silent, looking at Mrs. Martha was full of deep confusion and anxiety.

"Mr Alex?" Mila hissed in a barely audible voice.

Mrs. Martha nodded calmly. "Yes, Mila. I am Mr. Alex."

Mila felt like the world had suddenly collapsed around her. All the feelings of security and protection he had felt while working at the villa were shattered. He felt like he was trapped in an endless maze of lies.

"But... how could this happen?" asked Mila in a trembling voice. "Why didn't you tell me in the first place?"

Mrs. Martha, or rather Mr. Alex, looked at Mila with a cold gaze. "I want to give you a chance to start a new life, Mila. I want to see if you can change and find peace in your life without becoming a victim of your past."

Mila felt like she couldn't breathe. All the trust he had built over several months felt shattered. He felt angry, sad, and hurt by this betrayal.

"Why did you do it?" Mila hissed with teary eyes.

Master Alex took a deep breath before answering. "Because I wanted to see if you could really change. And you've shown that you can. You've changed your life, Mila. You're no longer the weak girl you used to be."

Mila felt short of breath. He felt hurt by Mr. Alex's statement, but also bitter because he knew that his freedom had so far been just an illusion created by Mr. Alex himself.

"But this isn't fair," said Mila with emotion. "You took advantage of the situation for your own benefit."

Mr Alex nodded. "Maybe so. But you have to admit that you have grown into a stronger person from all this. You have rediscovered your confidence and desire for a better life."

Mila was silent. He knew that he had to solve this problem tactfully. Even though he felt betrayed, he also realized that he couldn't go back to the past. He had to figure out how to find a way out of this situation without sacrificing himself.

"Does this mean I have to go?" asked Mila in a trembling voice.

Mr Alex nodded. "Yes, Mila. You are free to go if you want. But you should know that I see changes in you. You are no longer the helpless girl you used to be. You have the potential for a better life."

Mila looked at Mr. Alex with mixed emotions. He felt torn between feelings of anger, sadness, and relief. Finally, he nodded, knowing that he had to choose freedom and seek a new path in life.

"For my own future," thought Mila in her heart.

He rose from his seat steadily. Without saying a word, he left the villa with a pounding heart. He didn't know what would happen next, but one thing was certain: he would never forget this terrible experience.

Outside the villa, Clara waited anxiously. He immediately knew from the expression on Mila's face that something had happened.

"Mila, what happened?" Clara asked quickly.

Mila looked at Clara with eyes full of confusion and sadness. "Clara, he... he is Mr. Alex."

Clara was surprised to hear that. He didn't know what to say or how to respond to this news. The two of them could only hug each other in silence, feeling the bitterness of the truth they had just faced.

They walked away from the villa together, looking at the sunset with sad hearts. They know that their journey is not over, and that there may still be other tests they have to face in the future.

But they also know that they have faced their greatest fears and persevered. Together, they will find a way to a better life and find the happiness they have been looking for.

Mila and Clara walked away from the villa, their hearts filled with deep worry. They feel pressure from the presence of Mr. Alex, who they now know is the owner of the villa where Mila works. Clara tries to encourage Mila, even though she herself feels anxious.

"Mila, we have to think calmly. We can't let Mr. Alex ruin our lives again," said Clara in a soft but firm voice.

Mila nodded, trying to calm herself. "You're right, Clara. We have to find a way to protect ourselves."

The two of them hurried back to their temporary residence in the village, trying to think of their next plan. However, their worries deepened when they realized that Master Alex might have great influence in the village.

Several days passed without any notable events, but tension continued to weigh on Mila and Clara's minds. They tried to keep a low profile while remaining alert for any signs of threat from Mr. Alex. Their every move was carefully considered, as they did not want to attract unwanted attention.

However, one dark night, they received an unwanted visit. A knock on the door made them both jump out of their sleep. Mila looked at Clara with fear in her eyes.

"Who's that?" whispered Mila in a trembling voice.

Clara swallowed hard. "I'll check."

He walked slowly to the door and opened it carefully. In the doorway, stood two large men with serious expressions on their faces. They wore neat black clothes and looked like private security agents.

"We are looking for Mila," said one of them in a firm voice.

Clara looked at them suspiciously. "Who are you? And what do you want from Mila?"

One of the men showed their ID card. "We are security agents from Mr. Alex's company. We have come to take Mila back to Mr. Alex."

Mila and Clara looked at each other, feeling scared and trapped. They knew that they could neither fight nor escape from these two big men. Mila felt her heart pounding in her chest, not knowing what to do.

Clara turned to look at Mila with despair in her eyes. "Mila, we have to fight. We can't just give up."

However, before they could do anything, the security agent approached Mila and grabbed her hand roughly. Mila fought hard, but they were too strong and well trained to just fight back.

Clara tries to detain them, but she is blocked by the other agents. "Mila!" he shouted, trying to raise his friend's spirits.

Mila looked at Clara with eyes full of despair and regret. "I'm sorry, Clara," he whispered softly.

And with that, Mila was taken away by security agents from the village, leaving Clara alone in the dark and scary darkness of the night.

Mr. Alex's men took Mila to the big house with hasty steps. With rough hands, they dropped Mila's body onto the soft mattress in the middle of the luxurious room. Mila's eyes filled with fear glanced around, looking for a way out. However, the big door immediately closed, and he could only hear the sound of footsteps getting farther away.

Mr. Alex stood by the door, observing Mila with sharp eyes. With a hand signal, he ordered his men to leave the room. The door closed with a soft bang, leaving Mila and Mr. Alex in tense silence.

With slow but sure steps, Mr Alex approached Mila. His big hand gripped Mila's chin hard, forcing her face to look into the man's eyes. "You know, I've always liked your body," he whispered in a voice full of desire and power.

Mila could only cry, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her body trembled, frightened and helpless under Master Alex's cold gaze. "Please, don't do this," she sobbed, her voice barely audible.

However, Mr Alex ignored his pleas. "Tonight, you will satisfy my desires," he said in a firm tone, a triumphant smile on his lips.

Mila closed her eyes, trying to gather courage from within herself. He knew that tonight would be a long and painful night.

Mila felt her courage fading as Mr Alex approached her with heavy and steady steps. The sound of his labored breathing filled the room, which became increasingly tense. He felt Master Alex's firm grip on his chin, forcing his eyes to open wide.

"Mr Alex, please... I don't want this," Mila hissed in a trembling voice, her fear gripping her more and more.

Mr. Alex just smiled sarcastically, his gaze tracing every detail of Mila's face. "You don't want this, but I do. You are here to satisfy my desires," he said in a cold voice, without a trace of mercy.

Mila felt as if she had no choice. He swallowed hard, trying to calm himself despite the dire circumstances. "Mr Alex, this is wrong. This should not happen," he said in a trembling voice, trying to gain sympathy from Mr Alex.

Mr. Alex just smiled with satisfaction. "Accept the truth, Mila. You're mine tonight," he said, his voice filled with power and dominance.

Mila felt like her world was falling apart. He knew that fighting back wouldn't help, but his heart broke seeing how he was faced with such an unavoidable situation. In deep despair, he tried to find a bright spot, looking for a way to survive this dark night.

Mila sat stunned on the large bed, a white blanket wrapped around her shaking body. She felt empty inside herself, exposed and haunted by Mr Alex's rough touch which still haunted her mind. Every second felt like an eternity, reminding him of his fear and feeling of being trapped.

His eyes roamed the luxurious room, looking for signs of life around him. However, he felt alone, there was only eerie silence and scary shadows in the corners of the room.

"He's gone," Mila whispered to herself in a barely audible voice. He felt relieved, but also tormented by deep feelings of shame and anger.

Without realizing it, tears flowed down her pale cheeks again. He felt hurt physically and emotionally, feeling helpless in this cruel world. The feeling of helplessness made him want to cry as hard as his heart would, but he knew he had to stay strong to find a way out.

Mila fumbled around the bed, looking for clothes to replace the blanket that was now her only physical and mental protection. She found a nightgown hanging next to a large cupboard in the corner of the room. Carefully, she put them on, feeling safer with more clothing covering her body.

In tense silence, Mila began to make plans to escape. He knew he had to get out of this mansion as quickly as possible before Mr. Alex or his men returned. But how? That was the question that haunted his mind as he searched for a way out of the room that had become a temporary prison for his freedom.

While he was considering the few options, there was the sound of footsteps outside the bedroom door. Mila froze, her heartbeat racing in panic. Are they back? Is this the end of all his hopes of qualifying?

With overwhelming panic, Mila looked for a hiding place in this luxurious room. He didn't have much time to think.

Mila felt her heart shatter into pieces when the bedroom door opened slowly. Mr. Alex entered with steady steps, his sharp eyes roaming over Mila's body with lust. He smiled sarcastically, as if enjoying this embarrassing situation.

"Mila," said Mr. Alex in a low voice but full of hidden meaning, "I've always liked your body. You're so attractive."

Mila felt trembling under Mr. Alex's gaze and harsh words. His heart felt like it had been broken again, fear and confusion filled him. He pondered, searching for words or actions that could bring him out of this situation, but felt like he was trapped between helpless walls.

"Mr Alex, please...," said Mila in a trembling voice, her hands shaking trying to cover her partially exposed body. He hoped there was a way to convince Master Alex to let him go, to give him a chance to escape.

But Mr. Alex just laughed sarcastically, his steps approaching Mila with authority. He took a step back, feeling how his body swayed on the luxurious mattress.

Alex grabbed Mila's hand firmly and pulled her towards the stairs leading to the bathroom. His eyes kept watching Mila's every move, as if looking for a loophole or opportunity to ensure that she obeyed his orders. Mila followed his orders carefully, her heart pounding in her chest. He had never felt so vulnerable before.

Alex's bathroom is spacious and luxurious, with marble tiles and a large rain shower in the center of the room. Alex directed Mila towards the double sink next to the bathtub and grabbed a towel from the rack on the wall.

"You need to shower immediately," Alex said in a firm voice. "I want you clean before dinner."

Mila nodded, trying to suppress the trembling in her body as she moved towards the faucet and began to carefully remove her clothes. Alex didn't look away as she took off her dresses one by one, slowly revealing her body that was still shaking from the tension.

After Mila finished showering, Alex gave her a towel and ordered her to dry herself. Mila did all that without a word, almost feeling like a puppet being controlled by invisible threads. When he was finished, Alex took the towel from his hands and hung it back on the rack.

"Let's have dinner," said Alex with a faint smile on his lips. Mila followed Alex out of the bathroom, still feeling tense but somewhat relieved that she had passed the first test of whatever Alex had planned.

They went down the stairs to the dining room which was located at the end of the long corridor. The room was brightly lit with a crystal chandelier hanging over the large dining table. Alex directed Mila to sit on one side of the table, while he sat on the other side, facing directly at him.

"You can call me Alex," Alex said as the waiter started serving their first course.

Mila complied with a small nod, feeling her stomach rumble but not sure if she could eat well in Alex's presence. He didn't know what was going through the man's mind or what he might be planning next.

Alex was silent for a moment, looking at Mila intensely before finally saying, "You look charming tonight, Mila."

Mila felt her heart beating even faster. He never knew what was going through Alex's mind, whether the praise was genuine or just further manipulation to put him in Alex's control.

Too many questions were swirling in Mila's mind, but she had no choice but to answer politely, "Thank you, Alex."

Food continued to be served, and they ate in silence most of the time. Only the sound of cutlery and the occasional whisper from the waiter broke the silence between them. Alex didn't mention anything about what happened before or his plans for Mila. He just let the situation hang in the air, creating a tension that Mila could almost feel.

After dinner was finished, the waiter cleared the table and removed their empty plates. Alex remained silent, leaving Mila waiting with increasing uncertainty.

Finally, he took a deep breath and asked, "What do you think about dinner tonight, Mila?"

Mila looked at Alex, trying to judge the expression on his face. "It's very delicious," he answered carefully. "Thanks for dinner."

Alex nodded, smiling slightly. "Good. I'm glad you like it."

However, the excitement only lasted for a moment before Alex returned to his seriousness. "We need to talk about some things," he said firmly.

Mila swallowed hard, her heart pounding. He didn't know what he was going to face, but he was ready to face it. "About what, Alex?"

Alex glared at her, making Mila feel like she was under a microscope, being carefully examined for any weakness or disobedience.

"About our relationship," said Alex firmly. "You know that I have complete power over you now."

Mila nodded, not daring to disobey him. He knew that he had no choice but to obey Alex if he wanted to survive.

Alex continued, "You will stay with me now. You will do whatever I say. No exceptions."

Mila felt like her world was collapsing in front of her. He had never imagined himself to be in a position like this, to be a puppet in the hands of a man so powerful and merciless.

However, behind her fear and uncertainty, Mila also felt a little relief. At least now he knew what was expected of him by Alex. He no longer had to guess or accept unexpected punishment.

"Okay, Alex," Mila finally answered in a soft voice. "I will obey."

A faint smile appeared on Alex's face. "Okay. You can start by cleaning the kitchen after this. I want everything clean before we sleep."

Mila nodded and swallowed her saliva. He felt like he had entered a maze with no way out, and the only way he could get out was to follow Alex's every command without hesitation.

They stood up from the dining table, and Mila followed Alex into the kitchen. He began cleaning carefully, trying to make sure not a single stain was left on the table or floor. Alex sat in one of the chairs in the corner of the room, watching Mila's every move carefully.

When Mila finished, she looked at Alex expectantly. "Is it clean enough, Alex?"

Alex scanned the kitchen briefly, then nodded. "Okay. Now you can go to your room and rest. We'll talk again in the morning."

Mila nodded obediently, relieved that she had passed her first day of exams well. He walked towards the stairs with careful steps, his heart feeling a little lighter even though the situation was still grim.

When he reached his bedroom, he quickly changed clothes and crawled under the covers. His eyes felt heavy from the accumulated fatigue and stress. He wished he could sleep and forget everything that had happened today, even though he knew that the days ahead would be a much bigger challenge.

In the dining room, Alex sat alone, contemplating his next steps. He knew that Mila would try to obey his orders, at least at first. Her job now was to maintain control and ensure that Mila never thought about running away or rebelling.

He smiled with satisfaction. He knew that he had Mila in the palm of his hand now, and nothing could interfere with her power. He had waited too long for this moment.