cto

s face looked very different from the one I remembered. All this time, my parents severely restricted my social life,

ng a slave to the lustful asshole Ace Cassilas—or, should I say, I was sick of always falling pr

ightly and crouched down. "Don't try to attack me

m, but his hands firmly gripped my ankles. His face lifte

t hurt you," he said in a suppr

en delaying. He untied my feet but not my hand

e, Miss Russell," he said befo

the pain in my ankle. I think I sprained a muscle when I attacked those servants. Really, it hurt like

It reminded me of a dungeon, only without the rows of prison bars. My eyes scanned around,

n he opened the door. "It's going to be a little scary. Hopefully

ked. I looked around and rubbed my arms, my hair standing on e

breathing slowly began to quicken. No, I wasn't afraid of the dark, but this cramped room was suffocating me. The oxygen in this room seemed to be sucked

on the door. "Beta Ben,

hing started to get labored. I turned around and leaned against what I assumed was the door. I couldn't see anything.

't breathe!" I pleaded in an

oor, cold and damp. My breathing was intermittent like something was squeezing my

door!" My voice

n't in a good state of consciousness at the time. But I was sure someone had stolen my body, and I found

ing my eyelids lightly to adapt to the light around me. I stayed in my position until I realized I wasn’t where I had been last time. A terrifying memory hit me, sending my heart pounding. I quickly got up and

ed very tempting. I was hungry but felt reluctant to eat it. I didn't know whether to be grateful or sad. I

stop his rage. I closed my eyes and gulped. My tears seemed

bastard Ace always came and came again to do it to me. And I hated

u like it?" He whispered every time he ma

that no sound would come out of my mouth. However, I

scaped my lips, and that

tly and whisper, "Beg, Vic! Say my n

mand in helplessness. I swear by anything! I hated myself for so e

*

it, but one week meant a lot. Yes, I was at peace because no one was coming to me for sex every night.

maid was carrying something in her hand. She approac

it! I wouldn't say I like this feeling. Why is my h

Clothes? I thought it was a maid's uniform, complete

a few questions. I kept quiet, not because I obeyed his orders, but because

"Put them on. In ten minutes, som

m shortly after I put on the maid's u

h me!" he

following the m

ng!" he ord

. And so, my feet continued to swing down the corridor until I heard th

ve clothes. And I knew why Ace had asked me to wear this outfit. He wanted to show that I was nothing more than a slave and serv

a Ace to punish me for a mistak

. It wasn't a difficult job. At least while working at Meggie's place, I had practiced doing this kind of

house and Ace's party. But I couldn't find the host as far as my eyes could see. Subconsciou

looking for," I muttere

t I also missed him at the same time. This was more

enti

wasn't the exclamation that caught my attent

ow voice faded away wit

s with a glass of champagne. His eyes wandered over al

share my happiness. I want to announce something imp

I crumpled the empty tray I was hugging and felt my heart pound. I even took a deep breath to ensure my airways kept wo

te him. You don't deserve to miss an asshole

ed away. He looked at all the gue

at me intensely, then said, "I found a girl. She is a beautiful and charming girl. The girl who has success

dn't I h

hing Ace. Then, Ace welcomed the girl, embracing her waist with a bright smile on his handsome face. They kissed. It hurt. It