
Slave by the demon
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Introduction
Chapter 1
| CHAPTER ONE |
I DIDN'T realize that I had fallen asleep in tears. When I woke up it was bright outside. I think it's five o'clock in the morning. The maids return here at six o'clock but the butler returns early.
I remember what happened last night. It was as if my tears were gone from crying last night so even though I wanted to cry now nothing came out. How is it now? What am I going to do? I want to leave here but where am I going? How do I study? Where will I live?
I tugged at my hair and closed it tightly. When I woke up again, I walked into that demon's room.
I hate him! I hate you Clyde Marcus Salvadore!
I stood up and picked up my clothes that were scattered on the floor. I got dressed and faintly left the room. When I left, I found the butler who was surprised when I came out of our boss's room.
"N-Nathania? What happened to you? Are you in Clyde's room?" The butler ask to me.
"I want to leave here..." I stuttered. Tears again.
"Ha? What are you saying?" He wondered the question.
I approached him and held his hand tightly. "I-I want to leave here. I don't want to be here anymore."
His forehead furrowed. "Are you annoyed and your eyes are swollen? Did you cry?" He asked again.
"I'm leaving. I don't want to work here anymore." I just answered and let go of his hand. I was about to take a step when I heard the voice of the man I hated.
"What's happening here?" He ask with a cold voice. His eyes were just looking at the Butler He was able to make a mess and if he could, it would look like he didn't do anything to me last night.
"It's like Nathania. I don't know what happened to her and she wants to leave here. She doesn't want to work anymore." I bowed when Butler han mentioned that.
"Can you please leave us alone?" Please Butler Han, I was suddenly confused. I can't be left here either! I don't want to be with this demon!
When Butler Han nodded, my eyes widened and I was about to hold his hand again as he stepped away. I swallowed and my chest throbbed.
"What are you saying? You want to quit your job here? You want to leave?" A series of questions that are still confusing. His face has no emotion.
I was hesitant if I would answer him. In the end I chose not to answer him. I don't know if he's still my boss or if it's better for me. He is shameless and a demon. My respect does not suit him.
Instead of answering him I passed him. Even before I could get away, it grabbed my arm and pulled me away.
"What!!" I shouted angrily. I also admitted that I was nervous when he pulled me. I think I was traumatized last night.
He pulled me into his office and he let go of my arm.
I was so annoyed and angry with him that I slapped him hard. The couple slapped. To think that I did less than he raped me!
His head tilted at my slap. His jaw tightened and a dark face turned to me.
It crossed my arms again and gripped it tightly.
"Do you think I will let you leave Nathania?" He said.
I blinked. "R-release me!" I stammered.
I suddenly remembered that Butler Han was already here. Maybe if I shouted he would hear and I would go.
"Help! Please help! Help—"
"Do you also know that my office is soundproof Nathania? Butler Han can't hear you." His voice was like thunder that stopped me.
The previously held back tears finally flowed. This is it again and I'm crying.
"Release me! What do you need from me?! Isn't it enough that you raped me last night?!" I think the shedding of my tears also did something good because it gave me the strength to shout at the demon in front of me.
It released my arms.
"You're a demon! You're an animal! I hate you! What am I behind you and you're doing this to me?" I kept shouting. It's up to what it does to me next. All I want is for me to vent my anger on him!
"Hate me Nathania. I don't care." He said with a cold stared. I got even angrier so I punched him. I punched his chest.
"I hate you! I hate you! I lost my virginity because of you! I no longer have the most careful femininity that should be in the person I love!" I shouted at him. I continued to punch him in the chest. I thought he would let me but I was shocked when he grabbed my hands and pushed me back until I felt the cold wall behind me.
If at first I was surprised. I was even more surprised when he grabbed me with a kiss. A violent kiss like last night. I just cried. Who can help me now?
God help me!
But I remembered someone close to me. The person who protects and helps me.
"S-Spencer!" I don't know why I mentioned Spencer's name when Clyde's lips parted from mine.
He was stunned by what I mentioned. He looked even deeper. He let go of my hand and smiled at them. His face grew darker. He can definitely kill a man with the anger I see in it.
He just hit the wall on the side of my head and made me jump. "You know what Nathania? I don't regret that I was ahead of you." He pointed and brought his face close to my ear and whispered.
"Leave or stay? Choose Nathania. If you really want to leave, then go on. I'll make sure your life will be hell when you choose to leave and avoid me."
To be continued...
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