Wedding Death

"AGATHA, do you accept Dymon as your soul mate? As your husband, are you willing to serve him, through thick and thin, until death?" That was the third question the priest asked me.

But here I am, crying and shaking with fear. Until Dymon squeezed my hand tightly. The man I will marry. So I was afraid and stuttered to answer the priest.

"O-opo father," he said.

The priest smiled before shifting the question. Now it was Dymon who was being asked, and before the priest had finished what he had to say, he immediately answered I do.

It was a nightmare for me. A role I do not want to embrace. But what can I do? I feel like I'm chained somewhere that I can never break free.

After our wedding, a fancy reception opened in our big house.

"Mister and Mrs. Ignacio," greeted the guests of honor with a smile.

"Thank you for attending Mayor Dondon." said Dymon who was already shaking hands with the honorable person.

"Of course I will not miss this day. My friend Jose's daughter is getting married, so I can't not go," he said, obviously forced.

The Ignacio family has the largest land in Cavite. Jose is also one of the sponsors every time the polls come. So their friendship came from money.

"Dymon, what a beautiful wife you have become. It's good that your palace now has a queen." Continuation of Mayor Dondon.

I'm not smiling because the truth is, I don't really like what's happening. The mayor noticed that so he asked me.

"Iha, are you alright? Why do you feel sluggish? It's your wedding day-shouldn't you be happy today?" he said smiling to me.

Dymon was a bit annoyed with my behavior. So he said goodbye to the mayor first so he could talk to me privately.

Dymon pulled me to the corner of the venue and squeezed my arm there.

"What's your problem huh! Are you really embarrassing me with the guest!" Dymon said angrily.

"I'm hurting Dymon! I-I'm sorry!" I told him to cry but he tightened his grip on my arm and twisted it even more.

"Just embarrass me one more time and you'll really taste me!" he said while dragging me to the middle of the reception.

I did everything, so that Dymon wouldn't hurt me. I've been following everything since my parents sold me to a man I didn't love.

March 22, 2017 when my parents said they were already in debt. Papa's debt to the Ignacio family reached a million, that's why Papa hardly sleeps, wondering how he can pay his debt.

Dad is addicted to drugs, Mom is into gambling. They both have vices so I grew up without parents to guide me. My only companion at home is a helper. Our farm is spacious and our mansion is grand. But everything gradually faded away until I reached puberty. We live in a simple house. But my parents continued to make bad habits, they did. They say they will die if they stop the vice.

Every mistake I make is accompanied by pain. Every time I say admonition to my parents, I get slapped. Until I stepped 17 years old.

The disciples of Mr. Jose Ignacio. The man Papa owes a lot of money to. Papa is furiously charging that there is nothing to pay.

I was on the side hugging mom and we were both very scared.

"You animal! You're the one I always give you, you're still hiding from me! You want to kill me right now?" boldly said Mr. Ignacio to papa.

"I'm sorry Don Jose, even if I wanted to pay you, I still don't have the money. I'm still looking for funding." Dad was crying and said that his nose was already bloody because he was punched by one of Mr.'s men. Ignacio.

"Son of a aunt. How many times have you given me that excuse! I can hear your excuses and excuses! You don't have enough life left to pay off the debt you got from me!" Don Jose said angrily.

"Don Jose, give me more support. I will also pay back the money I borrowed one by one." Papa begged that Don Jose didn't listen.

Don Jose looked at us, from mom who was crying because of dad's suffering the old man looked at me. He grinned and nodded.

"Alright, I'll give you one last chance. But while you haven't paid your debt! I will take your son, he will serve my family while you have not yet paid your greatest debt! Get that girl!" Don Jose's order to his disciples. Papa and Mama were confused because of Don Jose's men harassing me.

"Don't be my son! Don Jose seems like a pity!" papa's begging that the man Don Jose didn't listen to.

"Dad! Mom!" I shouted as I was dragged into the arms of two men.

"What's up Ramon, I'm leaving. Our conversation is something you will never forget. Otherwise, you will never have your child!" said the don before we left the house.

Since then, I haven't seen my parents. My first day at the hacienda, the first thing that came to my mind was work.

"Oh, there you wash!" ordered another servant in the mansion.

"What are you, Diane, don't treat him as someone else. Just like you, you're just a helper in this house. So treat him as a person." Said another assistant, Zenia.

Don Jose's order, make him do the difficult work. It seems that his work is worth it. So why are you interfering Zenia, if you want to help you if you have pity! Shk!" he said angrily to the maid Zenia,

It stormed off and Zenia and I were left behind.

pity me,

"Girl, being a laundress is not for you. Your skin is so white and smooth, you look like a rich child. How did you become a maid?" this is a curious question to me.

Instead of answering the question, I cried again. I can't accept what happened to me in life. I'm still studying but here, I stopped because of Papa's debt, now how can I get out of this hellish life. Papa owes millions, where will Papa get Millions? Only imagination will be the answer to my question. I just think that dad can find a way. Even knowing that it will not come true.

Since I started working there, I was immediately noticed by his son, Dymon. It constantly rubs on my body while cleaning or maybe even when I wash the dishes.

It will simply approach me but it has an intention to do something.

It will come up behind me and beat my ass.

"Oh! Squid!" I said in shock as I turned around to hit my ass.

Dymon woke up when I acted.

"Hi, are you new here?" it asked me.

I turned and nodded.

"Is that so, that's why I just saw you now." it said with a smile.

"Sir, please excuse me. I have a lot to do." He said

"I know, why are you worried? Don't you know me? I'm Don Jose's only son, so whatever I want I can do. I can even steal your time." It's a smiling language.

What did he mean by what he said? I couldn't fully understand so I just didn't say anything.

Since then, Dymon has always called me. Sent to the room not to clean. But to accompany him to watch a TV show.

I don't understand why I don't do anything at home anymore. What Dymon wants is for me to always be in his room.

A few days ago, I sympathized with what Dymon wanted. He honestly told me that he likes me.

I was shocked, because for me. So I was there to work. Not to flirt.

I don't like Dymon, because he is arrogant. Especially with friends,

Once he took me to his troop's party. I was proud to be his girlfriend even though it wasn't really true. Even if I don't want him to do that, I can't do anything. My job involves doing my boss's bidding.

After the party, Dymon was drunk. He's hugging me and I'm really being insulted because he's kissing my neck.

That's why I slapped him suddenly.

He was dazed and dizzy. He grabbed me by the shoulders tightly and shook me.

"You're beautiful! You're such an artist, why are you still acting! Thank you and I still like you even though you're just an assistant!" it snorts at me.

"That's enough, I'm in pain!" I cried and said to Dymon.

Since then I have been afraid of Dymon. Every time he kisses me on the hand, on the shoulder, or on the cheek, I agree. A few months ago. He claimed me by force.

It was raining heavily at that time. He called me because he told me to bring him coffee. That's why I immediately brought it.

It's just shorts and bare bottom.

At first I was scared, but I saw that he was busy using the computer. I put the coffee down and slowly turned away.

"Agatha! Just a moment," I heard his soft voice so I stopped walking. But I didn't face it, instead I waited for it to speak.

But the word I was waiting for was different. He hugged me from behind.

"Sir... Don't!" I cried as my body shook as he removed his hand from my face. It is wrapped around my waist.

"I will marry you Agatha, give me permission first." It whispered to me that made my hair stand up even more.

"Don't sir... Have mercy first," I begged again.

But he still continued to kiss my shoulder, cheek and even my lips he was trying to reach.

My body was filled with nervousness and fear. I want to scream, but who will help me? I have no allies in that house. I will only get hurt if I fight.

I was crying as Dymon removed my clothes. As he slowly defames my character. I couldn't do anything in that scene. I don't want to get hurt, but it's happening. What happened was more painful than slapping, punching and twisting my arm.

An experience I will never get back.

He pushed me to the bed, and he lay on me like a dog.

While my eyes just keep on tearing. He kissed me constantly and firmly. Even my lips were almost bursting from him holding me.

He held me in both hands. While forcing his manhood into me.

A reason to make me cry forever.

One reason why I prayed for my death.

That night was the turning point for me. The pit that I can never climb out of again.

"It's like mercy first Dymon! Don't do this to me." I only vented at that time while Dymon was still mercilessly exploiting me.

My private parts were painful, aching and hurt. That's how I felt when Dymon finished and fell asleep next to me.

Holding the blanket that covered my naked body, my tears did not stop. What is the use of my tears? I've lost everything, Dymon has taken all the animals. The man I don't love, and I will never be able to love.

I got up to get my clothes. I put on my clothes and walked out of Dymon's room.

I continued to our bedroom when I met my housemate, Zenia.

He immediately got worried when he saw that my eyes were puffy.

"Agatha! What happened to you?" asked Zenia,

I held my mouth and stopped crying loudly. I shed my tears again, at the same time Zenia hugged me.

"My God Agatha, speak! Why are you crying? Is something hurting you?" it reminds me again.

"Sister... [Huhuhu] Dymon is sister,"

"What did Sir Dymon do to you? Speak!" Zenia snarled again, she wanted to know what their master had done.

"Sister... Sir raped me," I said softly before crying again in front of Zenia. My knees are shaking from what happened. Even my shoulders shook every time I cried silently.

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.