Entangled With Mr. Devil

"Please ddon't!" Ellah exclaimed, her voice trembling. Her innocent eyes glistened up with tears as her body trembled in fear.

"You must pay for what your father did to me, sweetheart," his voice was lethal.

She winced, and the tears that were about to fall fell in her eyes like rain. Even though she couldn't see the man's full face because they were in a dark room with only the light from a lampshade, she could tell he was up to something bad.

She drew closer to the bed's headboard and hugged the blanket tightly to her body, as if the blanket could hide what the man in front of her was about to do.

She couldn't believe what he said. Ellah knew he was fabricating a story against her father. This man is lying! Her father is a wellknown businessman with a good heart. Her father never hurt anyone because he understands what it means to be kind to others.

"You're sick! My father is a kind man. Hhow come you accuse that of my father?" Ellah knew her voice was weak from fear, but she managed to defend her beloved father.

She heard him curse in the air. She almost had a heart attack when she noticed that his face had darkened, despite the fact that she couldn't see the man's entire face. Why won't this man just let her go? She, like her father, is completely innocent.

"Killing your father is what I need, but when I saw you, his beautiful daughter... I changed my mind; I will make your father suffer the pain he caused me."

"You're a demon!" In front of her was a lunatic. She wanted to attack and hit the man, but she knew it wouldn't work. She'll only end up hurting herself more.

He smirked. "Yes, I am, and hell is my domain," he said as he moved closer to her.

No!

Her entire body went cold. She tightened her grip on the blanket even more. Whatever he intends to do, she will ensure that he fails! He'll have to wait for her to die before he can do what he wants. She wants to escape, but her mind was so preoccupied that she couldn't think clearly.

My God! Help me!

“Sstay away from me...”

The man in front of her just grinned foolishly. He was already at the foot of the bed when she noticed him removing his shirt and throwing it somewhere. Her hair stood up on her body, and she began screaming in fear, terrified of what might happen. She is not a fool if she does not understand what he means; he will do something bad to her! Fear gripped her, but she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. She jumped on the bed to run to the door and escape that hell, but he grabbed her waist.

She resembled a piece of paper that he had pulled. She screamed her head off in fear but her back fell landed on the soft bed. He tightened his grip on her hand and pressed it against her head. Because of the exerted pressure to her wrist, causing her to scream even louder. The man won't be able to touch her body, she swears!

God, please no!

She tried to break free, but she almost exhausted all of her strength. Again, tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Yeah, scream. Nobody will notice you. You're in my territory," his voice sounds deadly and fatal.

She closed her eyes as tears ran down her cheeks. She didn't want to see this stranger's face. Whatever she does to plead and fight seems meaningless. Was this the end of his false accusation against her father?

"Pplease, I beg you... Let go of me! My father is worried—" When he tightened his grip on her hand, the pain overwhelmed her even more.

Ellah felt as if she were drowning when the man's weight landed on top of her, but that didn't matter, all Ellah wanted was to get out of this hell.

"Don't worry, you're not going to return to your father."

Fear gripped her entire being as she deemed what the man had done to her father. She was able to examine this man face freely, thanks to the lampshade. For a few seconds, she was stunned and speechless. If his eyes hadn't already turned to hers, filled with rage, lust, and vengeance, she wouldn't have regained her senses.

"You?!" anger suddenly rose in her heart when she finally recognized the man in front of her now.

He didn't say anything; he just grinned and gave her a forceful kiss on the lips. She closed her eyes and resumed her fight. He can't have her body because she's getting married in two months.

She sobbed as she realized there was nothing, she could do to stop this man. When he pressed his lips against her neck, it felt like thousands of volts passed through her body. She yelled for help, but he covered her mouth so she can’t make a sound. Nothing happened no matter how much she begged and struggled because a demon appeared to be in the form of a person in front of her now. A sob almost mixed with cold and tears on her cheeks as it escaped her throat.

"Ready?" He smirks like a demon.

No!

She sobbed at the thought of him doing something she couldn't bear. Until she felt him yank and tear her summer dress. She attempted to stop him, but one of its hands grabbed both of hers. Whatever she does, nothing happens. Nothing. This is almost certainly the end of her. She had to inform her father about this demon. She loves her father, and the thought of something bad happening to him sends shivers down her spine. Her father was her only family.

He ripped the scanty cloth that hid her private parts. She wished she could wrap her hands around them, but she couldn't. As one of his hands freely moves over her body, instilling that unforgiveable fear. Her sobbing and screams grew louder. Her body refused every caress it gave her.

She cried out, "Nno, please!" but understood that her voice was helpless. His kisses on her seem to be crushing her inside out. Her mind was troubled by the strange heat that his hands were making in her body. She's confused!

He didn't pay attention to her pleading. It went on, and she then heard him pull the belt of its pants. Her dim eyes widened as she felt the belt tie too tightly around her wrist. He took a step away from her and took off his clothes. She tried but failed to get out of bed. Her body was worn out from crying and screaming.

She was shocked, and shaken when she saw his hulking manhood. She struggled to get out of bed as her confusion worsened. She kicked him again and again, but he only grabbed her thighs.

"Stop there, please, I'm begging you!" She didn't give up hope of convincing him to change his mind. She doesn't care about his sixpack abs.

He forcibly parted her thigh as his gaze deepened. "I like it better when you beg, sweety." He suddenly thrust his manhood inside of her.

She cried out in pain, her eyes brimming once more with tears. It's gone! Her cherished virginity. The thing she had cared about for the past 23 years! She was saving it as a gift for her future husband, but it's now gone because of this man.

SHE TREMBLED when she felt someone touch her cheek. She immediately opened her eyes and realized she was no longer in her own room in their mansion. But she was in the same room with the man who was furious with her father. She looked at the man, and begged him to let her go, but he slammed the door shut.

The light streaming in through the window indicated that it was morning. It was a good thing her hands weren't tied anymore, and... When she noticed she had a blanket up to her neck, she was speechless for a moment.

Her tears began to fall once more like rain as she drew a sour smile on her face. She still finds it hard to believe what has happened to her. Just a few days ago, she was enjoying herself while alone on the beach, admiring the ocean's beauty. But now it's all become a nightmare…

"Hija, if you don't want your father to miss you, make sure you go straight home to the mansion after you relax at the resort with your friends, okay?"

She laughed, rolling her eyes across the beach, "Aye aye, Dad!"

Oh, how she wished she could go back to this place! Her mother gave birth to her on this resort, so it holds special meaning for her. She smiled, but sadness overcame her as she realized her lovely mother had died shortly after giving birth to her.

"Are you still there, Hija?"

She softly replied, "Of course, Dad.But hey, I need to hang up. I'll just pick up the shells, and don't worry, your daughter will never hurt her favorite and dearest father’s heart. Dad, I looooove you. You're the best father on the world!" She tried to hide her sad voice but it was replaced by a smile when she heard her father laugh on the other end of the line.

"I love you, baby, and please look after yourself."

She was picking up the lovely shells after the call when she noticed a pair of shoes stop in front of her. She looked up, surprised to see a man holding a flower. She was preoccupied with the flowers and didn't notice the man's face. She loves flowers! It's no surprise that she wants a garden wedding.

"Someone is giving it to you," the man said as she took it and he turned away.

She was surprised when she read what was written on the red note that hung from the lovely flower.

‘C.M’

"It's payback time, sweetheart," he said coldly.

And the next thing she know, she was in the room with the man who was furious at her father.

The idea of Ellah's Father and fiancé being worried was painful to her. She’s certain that Kleve is looking for her now, and she knows he won't stop until she is found. That's how much she cares for the man she'd hoped to spend her life with, but the demon just tore her apart, and she cursed him to die!

She felt better when she saw the phone on the side table! She quickly picked it up, but felt equally frustrated when she realized that the line was actually broken. She wanted to scream but was too worn out to do so.

When her eyes settled on the window, she immediately got out of bed and headed there. She was momentarily taken aback by the red stain on the bedsheet and was overcome with emotion as soon as she realized she had lost her virginity, which she had treasured for so long. She took a deep breath and dashed to the wooden window. The realization that she was on the second floor of the house and the stream she had seen in front of her was just a few meters away caused her to sigh.

The towering falls on the right was sending out a strong flow of water, which she could see. And though she thought swimming in the water would be nice, her current state made her uninterested. She was abducted by a demon who had destroyed her life and taken to a mountain!

An unexpected cold breeze blew in. She hugged herself and went back to bed. What will she do to leave this place? She has to do something, but what should she do? Where does she start? She's not particularly good at it. Her life revolves around her world, which includes school, home, and the family business. As a result, she's having trouble deciding what her first step should be.

When the door is opened and someone enters, Ellah instantly filled with dread and fear when she saw the man. She hugged herself as she pushed herself up against the headboard.

Eat," he said, placing a tray of pancakes and juice on the bed.

She only became hungry after staring at the food. Of course, she didn't eat last night, but she’s not going to eat the food he brought. Nobody knows whether it's poisonous or not. Will he kill her with poison? She will not eat it even if she dies of starvation.

"No!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around herself even tighter. The man immediately grinned like a demon when she said that. It looked at her as if she were a timid little creature afraid of being eaten by an eagle.

"All right," he said as he walked towards the door. "Don't eat until you're dying of hunger," he said as he slammed the door shut.

She can't help but cry once more.

Fuck!

He shouldn't have left to begin with for a business meeting. What is all the money worth if the woman he loves is no longer alive? He couldn't blame his mother and Florae for going out to eat that day.

Damn!

Cuhen shut his eyes tightly, fighting back the tears that were on the verge of falling. However, the fact that the powerful agency was unable to identify the killer of the two women who were important to him made him even more furious. He was helped by his friends Herrence and Farhistt, but the killer was so skilled that there was no way to catch it, which only made him more furious. He therefore decided to pursue the truth on his own terms.

He served in the Army before becoming one of the most successful businessmen, amassing billions of dollars. When he met Florae six years ago, he left the military and went into business. He'd rather have a family with Florae than serve in the military without her. He got a small lead from his investigation, and it was enough to prove that no one else but Don Hernandez was responsible for the death of the important person in his life.

It's time for pay back! When he discovered who the culprit was, he waited for Mr. Hernandez at his mansion. When Mr. Hernandez daughter appeared from behind him, he had the gun loaded and ready to murder the old man.

The woman embraced and kissed the old man on the cheek. His original plan to kill the murderer was derailed when he had an idea to murder his only daughter instead. The old man wants to play game with him, but now he'll play fairly, just like Don Hernandez did to him, he grinned.

ELLAH opened her eyes. She hadn't even realized she'd fallen asleep crying. She looked down at her clothes, relieved to see that she still had clothes on. She grabbed her stomach. She was starving, and it was as if time had betrayed her because she could smell the delicious cooked food from where she was. Her stomach was churning from hunger.

Later, the door suddenly opened, revealing the person she had been cursing on her mind. The aroma of the food on another tray he was carrying was mouthwatering.

"Eat," he suggested.

His voice... It felt good to listen to, but she quickly dismissed that thought. She can't even look this man’s face since this morning!

"I wwont! What if you put poison in it that will kill me right away?" She squeezed the side of the bed again, but the truth was that she really wanted to eat it.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm not going to kill you right away. First, I'm going to show your stupid father how to lose someone important in his life."

She took a deep breath as he said it. He'll never be able to win her over. She'll do anything to escape this hellhole! God alone will determine what she does.

Business tycoon Mr. Cuhen Malcogn is like an eagle in the business world. All that he desires is his; he has no fear or mercy when it comes to the world of money and business, which is why he is so wealthy today. He overthrows those who disagree with him and crushes those who betray his trust. She knew that his mother and his doctor's fiancee had passed away recently.

Her attention was no longer drawn to what was going on around her. Her heart swelled with anger, and the fear she had felt dissipated. She leapt onto the bed and smacked him across the face. He's so narcissistic!

"You're a complete idiot, Mr. Malcogn! Do you believe my father murdered them? It is obvious that my father is not to blame in this situation! You've gone insane. You'll die. You'll die, demon!"

The slap she delivered did not jolt him, but it did darken his features. She was terrified again. She stepped back and resumed her previous position. She had forgotten that the man in front of her was a lunatic who was feared by all. He could have killed her right now, which terrified her even more.

"Now that you know who I am, eat!”

She screamed back at him when he yelled at her. Fear almost caused her to pass out. She shook her head. “I’m not going to!”

And what he did next caught her off guard. Cuhen Malcogn threw the tray, and the food scattered. His face is dark and irritable, as if he is upset. Her tears started flowing again. No!

"Damn you, lady!" he yelled as he stormed out.

If the door hadn't been solidly built, it would have given up for a long time because he would close the door loudly every time he left. But no matter how hard she tried to think of a first step if she could still escape, she couldn't come up with one. Her stomach was churning and she was hungry. She was sorry for the spilled food, but she’s simply cautious. She didn't want to die with her mouth foaming with poison and be thrown into the forest.

Her gaze was drawn to the window. She'd been staring at it for a while when an idea struck her. She examined the blanket and the two curtains hung on the wall. Right! This is what she'll use to defeat the demon in human form while she still has time. She'd rather die in the woods than be killed by him. She’s hoping to find a way out of this forest.

She smirked and dashed to the window as soon as she heard him curse in the air and ran outside. She bolted out the door. Before she could congratulate herself on the brilliant scheme she had hatched, she hurried to the window and peered inside. From her vantage point, she saw the man enter the forest on the left, where there was no water flowing.

This is her one and only opportunity to escape. She didn't waste any time and quickly left the room. Ellah was ecstatic because the door to the living room was unlocked and only slightly ajar. She ran to the right side of the woods because she couldn't think any longer. During those times, she ran and walked.

She was running, oblivious to the pain in her foot, which seemed to be numbing now. Her one foot clung to the jutting roots and she stumbled. She couldn't remember how many scars and wounds she had on her knee, leg, and arm, but it’s okay. She needs to run away as far as she could!

God!

Long runs weren't her thing, but she had to leave this place right away

No!

The sky was about to turn dark. She is afraid of the dark. She blinked her eyes, panicked and unsure of her surroundings. She could only see tall, towering trees. She grows more and more resentful of the forest as the chirping of nearby birds and the noise of insects and her heartbeat increase!

She hates it! But it's better than being brutally murdered by a man named Cuhen.

She doesn't want to be the dinner for the wild pig! Despite the pain in her foot, she stood up quickly and walk. But she looks like she was giving the boar a reason to follow her. She stopped and stoned it.

"Go away!"

She was terrified when she realized the wild pig would attack her rather than run away. Despite the pain in her foot, she runs. She was startled to hear gunshots in the distance. She turned around and saw the dead boar in front of her.

"Ellah!"

She couldn't move when she noticed Cuhen Malcogn, who was standing in the distance with a gun in one hand and a dark expression on his face. He's staring at her. Her knees shook as fear spread like a parasite throughout her body. No! How did Cuhen track her down? Is she going to die right now? She's already gotten away, so why is the forest betraying her? She'd rather die running away than be killed.

"Stop running, you damn woman!" His voice was like thunder, and that scared her more.

She hurried away, unaware to the cliff's edge ahead of her, even though that she couldn't escape now. All she wanted to do was get away from him and live and the next thing happen… She screamed. She would have died if she hadn't grabbed the tree's protruding root.

"Damn!"

The man she had been running from appeared in front of her in an instant. He quickly knelt down and extended his hand to her.

“Take my hand, woman!”

Whatever happens, she will not reach for his hand. Her escape became pointless once she reached for the man's hand in front of her. Tears streamed down her cheeks once more, confirming her vulnerability.

He growls, "Bullshit, grab it now!"

She shut her eyes. She hesitated to accept Cuhen's help, but she didn't want to fall into the abyss. She guessed it was over 100 feet below, not counting the creepy creatures. Ellah's hesitancy caused her to overlook the slow rupture of the small vein she was clutching. "Ahhhh!!!"

"I've got you!" A strong hand gripped her wrist as a sudden downpour of heavy rain poured down.

"Aare you going to kill me?" she asked, her voice shaking with fear. She was like a wet chick who had gone missing after being abandoned by the mother hen.

Cuhen did not respond and carried her without emotion, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was saved by the man who had intended to kill her. Why did he help her now? Why can't Cuhen let her die because that was always his intention in the first place?

Her heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Her only chance of escaping was squandered. Maybe she needs to accept that this is the life that awaits her. She couldn't help but cry as the intense rain made her heartache worse.

Cuhen Malcogn is a man with exceptional charisma, she admits to herself that. His sex appeal is overflowing, and his eyes are like the eyes of the Greek god Zeus, penetrating every woman's soul. Even if he has a fiancée, many women are smitten with him. Because of his talent and efficiency in the business world, which are now thriving throughout Asia, she had hoped to meet him before. But now she feels rage, fear, and disgust instead of admiration.

She was so exhausted that she was unaware that she had dozed off in his arms, while her eyes filled with tears.

They were drenched in rain and it was dusk when they got home. Cuhen placed Ellah gently on the bamboo couch. He went to his room and quickly pulled out a clean towel, tshirt, and boxers from his closet.

Ellah did not wake up when he began removing her wet clothes. Damn! He's fucking mad and threw his look somewhere, but he kept his cool. When he quickly put Ellah's shirt on with caution and control, he did not claim her body in this situation as payment for what it had done. He then treated the scars and wounds on her foot. Lucky enough, this woman asleep or else she could taste his rage.

He then carried the unconscious woman to her room. Damn her for making him mad. He should punish her straight away, but he can't. The heavy downpour continued while sometimes being followed by thunder and lightning. He shrugged and turned on the lampshade before gently lowering her body onto the soft bed.

From the cabinet, he took another blanket and draped it around her. Furthermore, he walked to the window, took the blanket the girl had used to entrap him and closed it. He did not imagine Ellah would set a peculiar trap for him and make him fall into it. He assumed the only thing she could do was cry and beg on the bedside.

That won't happen again, woman!

Cuhen walked out the door, emotionless. He just clenched his fist and drank beer in his room at that point. He needs to relax. The punishment this woman truly deserves will start tomorrow. He will make sure that her beloved father, who is hiding in a sheepskin, suffers terrible pain as he punishes her. He is dying to kill the old man, but not now. Instead, he would allow him to experience the misery it has given him throughout his life.

A short while later, he went back to the woman's room and made sure she was still breathing. He smirked when he noticed her shaking and crying. He let out a deep sigh, disregarded the situation, and just shut the door.

Fuck!

He approaches the woman and touches her forehead while seeing her sobs. From Ellah's forehead, which was scorching hot, he withdrew his hand. She's trembling beneath the covers. The woman appears to be something that would break in an instant. He cursed and stood up.

His fists clenched as he made his way to his room to take some medicine. He heated water with the heater as well, then poured it into the little basin. He also took a face towel with him.

He kidnapped her here, and now he's looking after a sick person? Oh, fuck! This was not what he had in mind.

Bullshit!

He carried the medicine, a glass of water, and a basin as he entered the woman's room. He woke her up to give her medicine, but she cried with her eyes closed. He couldn't help but put a warm towel on the woman’s forehead as she was still shaky.

He also stood up and took another blanket from the cabinet, which he placed over the woman's body. What he did helped a little by keeping her from shivering.

"Hey, woman.” He patted her cheek. "Take this medicine," but the woman's eyes remained closed.

Under his breath, he cursed. He thinks he'll force her to drink so he could rest. He wanted to get into bed since it was almost midnight. The rain stopped outside, and the sounds of insects could be heard.

"Ddad..."

His fist clenched. That's it! He was so absorbed in her ruckus that he startled her awake. As she gently opened her eyes, he steadied himself. Her eyes are puffy and red from crying. "Drink," he urged as he handed her the medicine and a glass of water.

Despite the fact that just a lampshade gave light, he could see the girl's fear in her eyes. His combustible temperament causes him to react quickly, which results in him having little patience. "Come on, have a drink!"

Ellah followed him in silence. Her hand trembled as she reached for the pill he gave her, placed it in her mouth, and drank the water gently.

He rose to his feet and turned away from her. After all, she already had taken the medicine, therefore he was going to rest in the other room.

Ellah awoke with a growling tummy. She fears her organs are destroying themselves on the inside.

Even though the window was closed, she could tell it was morning because of the sunshine trying to penetrate. She rose slowly, but her mind was flying. She got down on the bed. Only then did she notice that her clothes were changed.

Don't tell me...

Her eyes widened as she saw the young man's huge tshirt she wore.

God!

It wasn't until just now that she remembered everything from yesterday, even how close she came to falling off a cliff.

"This time, you'll eat what I made." The man walked in the door, a blank look on his face, "Don't attempt to flee from me once more or you might regret it." Its voice cautions her.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Wwhy did you save me?" It's up to him whether he snaps at her once more and tosses the food tray into the air.

"Simple..." he said, placing the food on her bed, his gaze fixated on her. "I'm a sucker for dirty games."

She burst out crying. Here we go with the tears again. Why can't she accept that the man standing in front of her is heartless and insane?

"A man like you... You have no heart!"

"Yeah, I am," he responded simply, "what's new?"

She couldn't help but say, "You're nuts, Mr. Malcogn, what's new is that you're a man with a splinter in his head! Why don't you try going to a mental hospital and getting treated for your insanity?!"

What she said made no impression on him. He looked cold and seems bored in her behavior. "I'll follow your suggestion after I finish killing your father."

"You're a devil!"

"Eat this if you don't want me to murder your father so soon," he threatened. "I'm sure you don't want it."

When Ellah heard that, her knees began to quiver. When it comes to her father, even her stomach is growling with hunger and refuses to accept what the man brought… She will do anything to let him not kill her beloved father.

He then turned and headed to the door. "And, just in case you didn't know... we're on a private island. We arrived via helicopter, and if you want to be killed, you're welcome." And left her in that lonely room.

The realization that she couldn't leave this place brought her to tears even more. She simply cried on her two palms and silently prayed for her old Father's health. If something happened to her father, she would never forgive Cuhen and would pledge to murder him in the afterlife, if there was one.

She smiled bitterly after she’d eaten all of the food Cuhen had brought her. Even though the food was delicious, her hatred emanated from the fact that he’d kidnapped her and hidden her somewhere she didn't know.

She also has no intention of running away. For what purpose? She didn't want to give him another motive to assassinate her father right away. Her attention was drawn to the outside of the window, and flashbacks flashed through her head…

"Oh my God, Ellah! My life's Mr. Cuhen. O.M.G! His sex appeal is rotting to the moon and back. When is he going to notice me?" Her cousin's swoon was exaggerated, and she watched the man on TV in her room.

"Enough of that, Cuhen has a fiancee," she chuckled. Put back her attention on her phone.

When it turned to her, its eyes formed a heart, "Did you know I prayed over and again, I wish Cuhen my love is your lover!"

"You're utterly insane! Why should I? He's getting married, and I'm getting married as well. You can have him all for yourself."

"FYI, Ellah, I can't since I'm already engaged, and I truly want Cuhen for you; hopefully, the weather will change and he'll notice us..." she laughed.

She whacked her across the face with a pillow. "Let's sleep!" she exclaimed. "Your dream is unrealistic."

However, on that particular night... She pictured herself shaking Cuhen's hand and seeing his quite handsome face up close in less than a minute before closing her eyes.

She shook her head at the thought. She decided to simply lie down on the bed and rest. She had no idea she was dozing off. This was the only way she could escape the misery that imprisoned her.

She’d only just awoken when she became aware of someone staring at her. She met Cuhen's gaze when she opened her eyes. She quickly awoke and hugged herself. Cuhen was standing at his feet, staring at her. He's obviously drunk, holding a glass of Whiskey in one hand.

She drew the blanket and wrapped it about herself immediately. She didn't like the gleam in Cuhen's eyes. She hopes that she misread the lust and hatred in his eyes. His phone suddenly rang, and he responded discreetly as his gaze was focused on her.

“Yes. What is his current condition? "Make sure he can't get away..." he instructed the caller.

She gasped! She was shocked by what she’d just heard.

“No. Don't murder him just yet. I'm just getting started in the game I want to play."

Her heart was racing at the time, and her anger was so fierce that she wanted to crush his face in. This man is heartless that he had her father arrested and imprisoned! Is he really this insane?

He is gazing at the wall, "Okay, I'll give you a call later. Keep that old man in his cage and don't give him any food till he dies—"

She struck his face with something hard. She hit him with the angel figure on the bedside table. It shattered and crashed to the ground. He hung up the phone and locked his gaze on her.

"Yyou’re a devil! Yyou cannot do this to my father, who is innocent!"

Ellah was terrified when she realized the result of her actions. As he sipped the rest of the Whiskey and hurled it against the wall, her eyes widened. The bottle shattered, but her attention was not drawn to it.

"Sstay away from me!" she screamed as he climbed into bed. He brushed up against her legs, but she kicked him and hopped on the bed to hurry to the door. She will not allow him touch her body again. No!

"And where are you going, woman?" Cuhen grasped the hem of her cloth and pulled her onto the bed with ease.

She screamed back and attacked his face. She won. She scratched his left cheek the moment her fingers slid. She was surprised, though, when a piece of his face went crimson where she hurled the figure. Even if she didn't ask, she could tell it hurt.

"I lost the only woman I ever wanted to be with in my life because of your worthless father.” He accused her father in a voice tinged with anguish and wrath.

When he caressed her body and held her hand up to her head, she can't move! Ellah knew no one would help her now against the demon's hand in front of her, she cried out for help but couldn't find her voice. His grasp on her palm tightened, and she had no idea how he’d bound her hand to the headboard of the bamboo bed. He grinned when he saw how astonished she was by what he’d done to her.

"You're a jerk, Cuhen Malcogn! I'm going to sue you once I get out of here. You will pay for—" She couldn't finish what she was saying because he quickly kissed her.

The way the man kissed her pained her. He punishes her lip. She tried to avoid his kiss but couldn't since one of his hands was on her face and the other was on her breast. He forced his way inside her mouth, but she resisted.

Her face was covered in cold and tears, and she didn't enjoy what he was doing to her right now. But when he grabbed one of her breasts, she gasped, and his tongue rushed to her, exploring her mouth. His hand slid slowly towards the lower part of her body. No! But he couldn't hear her plea since the man was busy punishing her by claiming her lip.

She also tasted blood on her lips. He stopped for a brief while, and stared at her. She thought him to leave her in tears, but instead he ripped and tore her clothes.

"No!" she screamed, even though that he had seen her boobs since the day she was brought here.

Suddenly, he took of his shirt in front of her. Ellah shocked to see his manhood for the second time. She closed her eyes because she didn't want to see his face! Until Cuhen grabbed her leg and pulled on her cloth, causing her to scream.

She kicked him, but Cuhen only scoffed and kissed her again. He tied her hands above her. She breathed the alcohol from him and was captivated by the smell of it. Cuhen kissed her on the neck and all the way down to her breast...

She used to be heard sobbing and screaming, but now she only gasps and moans.

Ellah, wake up! You can't lose your sanity—

He smirked, “Ready for your punishment, woman?”

Goodness gracious!

She was the only kidnapped person who seems enjoying what her kidnapper was doing. No! She had to think things out. Does he really mean this as punishment? Her eyes when she felt a hand brush her womanhood. Of course, she didn't have to ask whose hand it was, especially when she felt he slowly open her thigh. She moaned as his finger reached her jewel.

"You're wet, sweetheart.”

She bit her bottom lip when she felt Cuhen play with her clit. She tried to wake herself but all she got was a moan from her mouth. Cuhen's finger is now teasingly playing with her femininity while her thigh looks like it has its own mind, opening especially to give him access.

As he circled his finger around her clitoris, she whimpered and felt something try to escape from her. She needs to pee! She fought the urge to pee, but as it finger entered her, she couldn't help but moan as fluid gushed out of her womanhood. Cuhen's mouth was playing with her jewel before she realized it. She was still pondering the odd sensation she was experiencing. Dear God! No!

Her body arched even more as he started sucking on her pearl. What is Cuhen doing to her exactly? Why did she enjoy Cuhen did today to the night he forcibly took her virginity and left?

"Sstop!"

"Let it go... sweetheart, cum for me."

She's now insane, but she obeyed since she couldn't stop the thing from growing in her again.

"Oohh!"

Cuhen licked her womanhood and sucked the liquid that spilled from her as if it would run out if he didn't. She's completely insane! Because of what is happening to her right now, she believes she should be confined to a mental facility. He put his finger in her mouth, and whether she admitted it or not, she likes it.

"Pplease..." she mumbled, not knowing what she was asking for. Cuhen stopped what he was doing, and their eyes met. She caught sight of his dark eyes.

"Damn you!" he said as he raced to her mouth and kissed her passionately. He explored her mouth, and she responded willingly to his kiss. If she weren't tied, she might have grabbed Cuhen's neck and danced to the crazy beat he made as she imitated his lip movement. God! Nobody told her it was so good.

When he entered her being, she arched, and he paused for a time. It is still painful. He was too big for her. However, as soon as he entered her and placed his lip on her neck, the pain disappeared. He began sucking her neck. His body moved over her gently. She bit her bottom lip because of the adjustments she made to his length and size.

"Ohhh!" she cried, his manhood rushing in and out of her.

She couldn't figure out where to turn her head in response to the sensation she was having. She calls out his name as he stretches and bites her neck.

"Scream for me... Yeah, scream for more," he whispered as he keeps on kissing her neck.

Once more, she experienced the sensation that something was trying to get out from her. Before she could stop herself, an orgasm overcame her, and she bit her lower lip hard. He kept kissing her and caressing her breast while thrusting her.

Her knees is shaking, because of this overwhelming sensation But then a warm liquid filled her womb. She closes her eyes, overcome by the pleasure. Her body could no longer handle the exhaustion, but not before she heard the Cuhen whisper something.

"I love you Florae..."

And then her heart suffocated...

Ellah's entire body hurt when she awoke the next day. She noticed she wasn't tied any longer and that a blanket wrapped around her, but she’s still naked underneath. She had no idea if Cuhen slept close to her. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep last night was his love for his fiancée, which crushed her heart.

When she dried her tears, her eyes and head hurt, so she decided to take a bath. She caressed her body as she let the water flow. When she noticed that kiss marks were all over her body, she smiled bitterly. A monster had left its mark on her. As she remembered what Cuhen had done to her the previous evening, her cheeks began to blush. She clearly remembers how much she enjoyed his touch last night, so how can she now face Cuhen. Her eyes started to tear up once more.

The towel wrapped on her body when she got out from the bathroom and was stunned by what she saw. Cuhen was gazing out the window when she saw him. She was able to examine Cuhen's God's magnificently sculpted body since he’s not wearing a tshirt.

"Are you done with my body?"

She lowered her head. She took a step back, tightly gripping her towel. She wished she could hide in the bathroom to avoid him.

"Last time I checked, you were muttering my name in fucking delight," he insultingly said.

Her cheek flushes. Of course, she'd gone crazy the night before. After all, if anyone is to blame for what is happening today, it is the man in front of her. Ellah grew tense when she saw Cuhen moving in her peripheral vision. She dashed to the bathroom, but Cuhen grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to its body.

She shook her head. No! Never again. Please spare me! She shoved the man away, but his grip on her waist tightened. He fixed his gaze on her. She could see the anger in Cuhen's eyes. She clutched the towel close to her body. She admits that she enjoyed what he did to her the night before, and she doesn't want to lose her mind again with the rhythm Cuhen made to her.

Cuhen pulled her into the soft bed, but she jumped out. However Cuhen grabbed her again just like the night before and remove her towel. He kissed her, then grasped her breast and caressed it again, ignoring her objections and pleas.

"You're my slave from now on. You are my S. E. X slave." He said, grabbing her hair and kissing her lustfully. The way he kissed her almost made her taste her own blood.

Without saying a word, Cuhen bit her neck and penetrated her jewel with his shaft. In pain, she bit her bottom lip. He continued to thrust despite the fact that hers was still sensitive and in pain. His every thrust was fueled by rage, and she was in pain!

Help me, God!

She cried quietly while her eyes close and the pain eventually gave way to pleasure and tickle, but he treated her like a rag as he let out his hatred on her. After claiming her body, Cuhen left the room in disgust. Ellah knew she couldn't run away because she didn't have any other options.

SHE WOKE up with a growling in her stomach and no clothes. She got to her feet and went to the closet to pick a dress for her. When she opened it, she saw sexy nightgowns and alluring lace lingerie. She couldn't find something suitable. Cuhen's fiancee could be the owner of these daring clothes.

She chooses the red nightgown and wear it. She winced as she realized the lace gown exposed almost her entire body. She searched the closet for some decent clothes but couldn't find any.

She's starving! She let out a long sigh before heading towards the door. She thinks she will starve to death. She also had no plans to go running in the forest again. She didn't want to risk herself or her father's safety. All she needed was a phone to contact her boyfriend and the cops.

Her foot stopped in the kitchen. Ellah noticed the simple structure of the house. Simple but beautiful and she could smell the stillsteaming cooked food on the table and knew she would die if she didn't taste it! She grabbed a spoon and plate and filled it with rice. Because the food was so good, she enjoyed it failing to notice that she had eaten the entire plate at once.

She rinsed the dish and glasses before heading to the living room. The fact that the man is no longer around provides her with some peace. There is a bamboo sofa and a center table in the living area. There are several decorative items and six animal heads on the wall. She fixed her gaze on them for quite some time. Will she be killed in the same way? Will he put her head close to those dead animals?

Never! She immediately hugged herself and took a step back.

"What brings you here?"

When she heard Cuhen's voice, she couldn't breathe. As if her heart has jumped out of her ribs.

"I killed all those animals, so if you don't want to be like them, don't try to run from me, or else not only will I put you there, but also your dearest father." He whispered, grinning like a demon.

She raised her hand to slap him, but he grabbed it fast. "Not so fast, woman," he stated decisively, leaving her in the living room like a wilted plant.

Why me, God? Why me?! And she cried for the nth time.

Ellah shifted her sight to the garden. This time, she won't run away; instead, she only wanted to breathe some fresh air, even if she had no right to. Sitting in the living room and staring at those dead animals on the wall would drive her nuts. She sat in a chair with a backrest made of wood. She closed her eyes and thought about the peaceful surroundings. After a little period of being in that position, she suddenly opened her eyes to find a clear sky above her.

I miss you, Dad...

At last, she stopped crying. She had had enough of it all. She lay down on the bench and needed to think how to leave this place before her body gave up on her. Until she fell asleep once more, she had no idea if it was early or noon because she didn't have a watch with her. She awoke in the late afternoon. Still resting sideways on the log bench, she temporarily closed her eyes.

She smiled when she saw the lovely flowers swaying in the breeze when she opens her eyes. She stayed still as she looked at the flowers. She couldn't wait to smell one of them and pick it up. Until she noticed the strong rush of water coming from the faroff falls.

She stared at the house, wondering if she could go to the waterfall and enjoy its beauty. Cuhen might angry if she goes to the waterfalls, putting her father in danger. But she is curious and decided to go see the falls on her own. She uttered a gasp as she admired the surroundings. The towering waterfall in the distance, and the water that flowed from it, transformed into a stream of crystalclear water.

What she wasn't prepared for a Greek god named Cuhen to appear out of the water. As she watched him, her chest heaved, and during those seconds, her heartbeat did not resume its normal rhythm. Cuhen was completely naked, and as he made his way to the rocks, she could obviously see his magnificent body. Anyone who sees its six pack abs, particularly the lower portion that is now erect, will drool.

He is huge!

She ran hurriedly into the home after blushing in shame. She didn't want Cuhen to know that she was watching him. She went straight to her room and shut the door so Cuhen couldn't get in. She tucked herself into a blanket. She remained in this position for a halfhour until the door opened.

Her eyes widened as she saw the man walking up to her without pausing and keeping a sharp gaze on her. Even though he is naked, water is still dripping from his damp body.

"Why did you lock the door?" The anger is visible in its eyes, despite his calm demeanor.

She lowered her gaze. Is it wrong for her to lock the door? That word was what she wanted to scream at him, yet doing so might risk her father. She is now convinced that Cuhen can easily kill and hurt people.

He roared and yanked the blanket from around her body, "Answer me, you filthy woman!"

"Could you just spare me?" she begged, grasping the headboard of her bed. She began to shake in fear of him.

"Spare you?" He asked, grinning, “"A slave never talks to her master like that, woman." Then, he crawled into bed.

Cuhen already grabbed her legs and claimed her numerous times that afternoon when she tried to rush out the door. She had no choice but to surrender to his charisma and the pleasure he was inflicting on her, but she knew that the price of this pleasure is unfathomable pain and selfpity.

EVERY DAY, Ellah's setting is the same. She'll get up, bathe, and eat. After that, Cuhen will deliciously and painfully claim her body like she’s a sort of desserts. He sometimes ties her to the bed and sometimes not. Sometimes it’s hard for her to go asleep because of his constant claim on her. She sometimes has kiss marks all over her body, and the next day she is unable to stand.

She was relieved to see Cuhen had left when she awakened one day. It left a sticky note on the refrigerator, warning her not to run away. As usual, she took a shower before changing into a daring lacy nightgown. She is also used to not wearing a bra and only wearing panties.

After eating, she went to the expansive garden and collected flowers to decorate the house. She also opened the window curtain to display the interior of the house. She wasn't sure how much longer Cuhen would stop her from going back to her regular life. Her father was not a killer, she was certain of it. Simply put, Cuhen made a false claim.

She made the decision to go to the falls and bathe there. She jumped to her feet and splashed into the water with excitement. She stayed for a few hours as well, and if she hadn't felt chilly, she wouldn't have gone back home.

Oh my God!

When she saw the man, she had just thought about while having a bath, he closed her eyes for a second and took a long breath. She wanted to almost naked body as he stood in the doorway, with a dark face capable of killing a person in seconds.

Her two hands trembled, and she wasn't sure if she should enter the house or not, especially since he’s blocking the way.

“Why weren't you home when I got there?”

"I took a bath in the waterfall." She said gently, turning her head away.

"Who says you can bathe in the waterfall?" His stare scanned her body, and she noticed him gulping and eager to devour her once more.

She didn't say anything. Cuhen caught her arm and pulled her back and kissed her. If she hadn't pushed him away right away after giving her a forceful kiss, her breathing would stop. She hurried down the stairs to her room after Cuhen released her.

He ran after her and caught up with her on the stairs. Cuhen took her hand in his. He quickly grabbed her butt with lust in his eyes. Cuhen then pressed her against the hard wall and kissed her while playing with her femininity as she pushed away from him. She tries and tries to get away from him, but she can't. If his phone hadn't rang, he wouldn't have stopped kissing her.

“Yes? What do you want? " Cuhen had no intention of letting her escape because she was still pinned to the wall. “No. Make him suffer. Make that old man. Suffer. To. Death.” he grinned.

She was shocked at what she heard. My father! Cuhen is torturing my father?! God!

As she relished every caress of the demon in front of her, her poor father mercilessly tortured by his men? Her lips shook and tears welled up in her eyes at the same time.

“No. My decision is the law. Make him pay. I don't need a fucking exposition. Just do what I—”

The impact of her slap caused his face to turn. Her nose turned red as she looked up and met his fierce gaze, who could not believe what she had done. "Aam I not enough yet?" Her eyes were filled with tears.

His brow furrowed, and he angrily let go of her. He turned away from her and began speaking with the person on the other line, but she snatched the phone and threw it hard on the floor. The phone shattered, but she wasn't sorry for what she'd done.

"Fuck!" He leaned her firmly against the wall and glared at her angrily. She sensed that he was suppressing his rage and could feel her bone breaking in its grasp, but she didn't care. "What the hell, slut!" He snaps. "You have no idea how important my contacts are!"

She shook her head, her voice shaking. "Am I not enough? Isn't the fact that I'm here and being held accountable for the crimes that my father never committed enough for you? Just let my father go, Mr. Cuhen Malcogn. Please… let my father go! He is innocent…" she said trembling, blurred with tears.

“No. You won't ever be sufficient for me to free your criminal father!” Without any trace of sympathy, he said.

"What else? What else do you want?! How many times do I tell you that my father is innocent and he did not kill your fiancée and mother—” but his fist slammed into the wall, so loudly that she was almost deaf.

“Never even bring up my late fiancée or mother in front of me.” Then it left her fainting.

That evening, Ellah shut herself in her room. She could cry silently because it was pouring outside due to the heavy rain. She really wanted to see her old father and say hello to him. She wanted to know if her father was wellfed, wellhydrated, and free from illness. She really misses her father. This is the only family she has so she won't let anything bad happen to him.

How long has she been in this isolated island? How many weeks? She couldn't count how many weeks she had been the man's bed warmer and sex slave. Until she cried herself to sleep that night…

THE NEXT morning when Cuhen entered the home, she was astonished to see his bloodied fist. His hair was untidy, his clothing were damp, and it was clear that he had been up all night. She’s looking at him with worry. On the stairs, he went to pass her, but her hand shot out and grabbed his right.

She was afraid of the man, but she couldn't help but wonder, "Wwhat happened to your hand?" What happened to him, and where was he last night?

"Go away!" He shoved her away, because she was weak, she slumped to the wall.

When her back slammed with the wall, she felt pained, but she knew Cuhen's hand hurt considerably more. She wanted to help him with his hand, but he went upstairs and banged the door to his room firmly.

She decided to make breakfast, and dragged herself to the kitchen. She must eat to keep her body alive. Cuhen also didn't mind her stealing the food from the refrigerator. She makes a simple breakfast. She enjoys cooking, so she has some experience in the kitchen.

She ate the food fast and rushed to her room to lock the door. Because it began to rain outside, she was unable to go to the garden as she usually did. As she sat on the bed in her room, Cuhen yelled loudly in the next room. As if he were nuts, each item in the house broke, and there were loud smashes.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!

She bit her lower lip. In the few weeks she’s been here, she never witnessed Cuhen acting out. Cuhen's expression was always dark, and he’s never more furious with the world as he was now. Instead of being scared, she found herself going to the man's room and opened the door silently. She was right; it looks like a hurricane had swept through Cuhen's room and ruined half of the furnishings. She could get wounded if she stepped on one of the shattered things that were scattered across the floor.

The man still wearing his drenched clothes as he lay on the bed. His hand was hanging from the side of the bed, dripping blood. He seemed to have no intention of treating the wound. She stepped outside for a moment and then went straight to the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. She went straight back to Cuhen's room.

"What exactly do you want?" he asks angrily.

Ellah didn't say anything, but she moved gently toward him. She only wanted to help him treat the wound.

He remained on the bed and stated threateningly, "Get your shadow out of here. If you insist, I'll murder you. But she approached him nevertheless, and before he could respond, she stretched out of his wounded hand.

“Damn! Get the hell out of here!" He roared, while his angry eyes met her like a lion.

"If that's what you want, ppunish me..." She had no idea where she got the confidence to look him in the eyes, which seemed to be about to swallow her whole.

"Leave before I murder you," he yelled, and he shut his eyes.

She smiled to herself, but when she realized Cuhen hadn't changed clothes, her smile quickly faded. Her mind was debating whether or not she should tell the man to change his clothes because he might become sick if he didn't.

"Mr. Malcogn?"

Cuhen said nothing. His eyes were closed. Maybe he already dozedis clothes, but she froze she touched his skin. He has a fever! She quickly placed her hand on his neck and quickly withdrawn it from the searing heat. She's worried!

He was sweating excessively and his face was blazing red due to his high fever. She instantly took off his shirt and went in search of a replacement. She also bravely changed his boxer shorts without looking at his manhood. Considering the facts that she’d seen it countless times, her face was flushed.

She hurriedly closed the window and turned on the light. She covered him with a blanket to help him warm up. Additionally, she organized the man's room's scattered things. and threw the broken items. Cuhen slept well as she sat next to the bed and observed. Cuhen looks like an angel when his eyes are closed and is quite peaceful. His narrowclosed eyes and thick brows were in perfect harmony. He has a sharp nose and thin, kissable lips. His split chin and square jaw stunned every woman.

She sighed bitterly and ran her fingers through his hair. Given the fact that he’s a demon, she was granted the chance to thoroughly watch him. She decided to make a chicken soup for him so that when he awoke, he would have something to eat.

CUHEN woke up with a headache and dizziness. He puzzled over how he was able to change his clothes as he remembered what happened. Damn! that woman. The room was also being cleaned when he got out of bed, which angered him. He rushed to the door and yanked on the knob. When he noticed the wound on his hand was treated, he’s shocked. The idea of her nursing his swollen fist makes him mad. Ellah must refrain from meddling in his affairs!

Just outside the room, he caught her. He could nearly see her nakedness because of the gorgeous lingerie she was wearing. Ellah retreated right away when she saw him, which startled him even more. He took big steps towards her, however, as his body suddenly became weak, he hugged the girl out of time.

This is ridiculous!

He let go of her right away, but her hand caught him before he hit the ground. He immediately let go of her, but he would have fallen to the floor if her hand hadn't been there to catch him.

What the fuck!

His last hospitalization was ten years ago. He never gets fevers. He's fine with bullet wounds and fractured bones, but now his resistance has been weakened by a simple fever and the flu. Damn!

"Are you okay?" Ellah was worried, regardless of the fact that she’s terrified and frightened in his presence.

"Shut up, woman! As if you cared, shut the hell up!" He insulted the woman, who was surprised. The glint in her lovely eyes showed him pain, but he didn't care. He succeeded in forcing himself to stand.

"I'll help you..."

"So, I could easily kill you then," Cuhen cut her off midsentence. But he tripped and fell to his knees, before he could reach the door. Damn!

How long has he not eaten anything? He’s not surprised when the woman suddenly came next to him and supported him as he stood up. Then, he shoved her aside and went into the room alone. He is not a paralyzed person. Cuhen slammed the door shut, and Ellah clenched her teeth.

She went downstairs and brought Cuhen some chicken soup on his room. She also took medication to quickly reduce his fever. She knocked while holding the food tray in one hand. Even if she wanted to enter the room, it was already locked as she stood in front of it.

"I made a chicken soup and brought a medicine. Eat this, then—"

“I don't eat poison," he scoffed.

"It isn't poisonous. All I want is—”

"Stop or I'll murder you."

Her shoulder sagged as she turned away. She simply left the meal in front of the door and went to her room and locks herself again. She was tossing and turning in bed, trying to fall asleep, but it was still proving difficult for her. Regarding the man's health, she was worried. She wanted to know if his fever had gone away and if he had finished the soup.

She leaned against the door to her room and looked out. When she saw that the food was still there, she sighed. She’ll replaced it with a new one. When she was outside of Cuhen's room, she sat down next to the food tray and rested her back against the wall. She would wait until he awoke. Cuhen can choose to get angry with her or not. Because she wouldn't be able to go if something happened to him. The only person with the power to decide her freedom is him.

Until she realized she'd dozed off. In her dream, she saw the man. Cuhen carried her without a second thought, to her room, laid her gently on the bed, and wrapped her in a blanket.

"COME eat with me," Cuhen said as the door of her room opened up.

She’s shocked! What is he saying? Is she hearing correctly? Cuhen invites her to dinner with him? In the few weeks she's been here, they haven't shared a meal. She felt both nervous and happy but she nod and follow him to the kitchen area.

She silently observed Cuhen's every movement while eating silently. She could scarcely move what was on her plate because of the pressure. She believes Cuhen is now fine. He seems to be recovering and no longer sickly. The thought made her sigh with relief.

"Stare at me again, and I'll kill you." he growled.

She was embarrassed and ate the food right away. She coughed up the food as she hadn't even realized what she'd taken in.

Drink," he commanded, handed her a glass of water. "Stupid."

She immediately drank the water, finished the food on her plate and went back to her room.

God! What am I thinking? I have to hate him. Am I insane? Please help me, Lord! I think I'm falling... I think I'm in love with him. This cannot be! No!

SHE was dressed in a revealing nightgown again that morning, and her entire body was almost exposed. She exclaimed, undecided whether walk down and face the man but she finally decided not to. The door opened and the man entered. She drew her attention right away as he was shirtless. Her heart skipped a beat so she immediately looked down.

While the man was looking at her, particularly her breasts, she wrapped her hand around it fast. Cuhen does not own her, even though has claimed her multiple times.

"Why haven't you come down yet?"

She glanced at his no longer bandaged hand and asked, "Doesn't your hand ache anymore?"

"Answer me!"

"I apologize for waking late."

He didn't respond, but he actually took a step closer to her, and she suddenly stepped back, terrified of being hurt by him, but she was flabbergasted when Cuhen carried her away, leaving her speechless.

Her eyes focused on him. She shook her head, her eyes drawn to his thick brows, the tip of its nose, his closed lips. She remembers the man that carrying her was Cuhen Malcogn, the man who abducted her and torturing her father!

"Please, put me down... I can walk on my own," she begged.

He didn't pay attention. He simply lowered her when they reached to the corridor. When they arrived in the corridor, he simply lowered her into one of the chairs. Fried rice, ham and sausage, scrambled eggs, and hot coffee are served. He sat peacefully in the front seat and started eating.

Her mind was racing with questions. Does he hit his head, and why is he being so sweet now? The fact that it was so close to her raised some questions. Why does she think that every action he takes hints at something different?

Cuhen quickly stood up after finishing its meal and went upstairs to his room. She smiled as she finished her food, realizing that today was different from the rest.

THREE WEEKS HAVE PASSED. Ellah misses her father and secretly wishes him well. She hadn't heard from her father in three weeks since she'd destroyed Cuhen's cellphone in the middle of the forest. She wished she could ask him how her father was doing, but she lacked the guts to do so. Cuhen is a demon. He's sometimes nice, sometimes not. He can be brutal on her at times. Because of his volcanic anger and unpredictable behavior, she couldn't read him.

Happy birthday self!

She delighted when she remembered her birthday, which was today. The thirteenth of May[AV1] . She almost missed her birthday, thank goodness for the calendar in the living room. It's her birthday, and her father isn't there to celebrate with her. She longed to see her father! She wanted to cry, but she refused to be overcome by sadness.

She has now found herself in a waterfall, lying on a huge rock as the water freely flows into her body. It is banned for her to go the falls, but Cuhen is not here, so she is free to take a dip. As soon as she woke up earlier, Cuhen had already left, leaving only a note on the refrigerator door.

Even with her eyes closed, she could still feel someone looking at her. She opened her eyes, and Cuhen's gaze met hers. Right now, it is staring at her. Water gushed freely behind the man's back as he was completely naked.

A wave of desire swept across her body. So, before her emotions and body betrayed her, she pushed the man away but refused to move. His hand gently stroked her exposed legs. She was stunned. She was clad in nothing but seethrough white nightgowns. Cuhen's eyes were filled with admiration as he watched her, particularly her exposed body. She needs to restrain herself, and perhaps— God!

As their lips touch, she shuts her eyes. It was the first time he had kissed her so tenderly, with such respect, and with such admiration. She felt his selfcontrol with every touch of him on her body, and she admits that she's already burning with desire, and not even the water from the falls can chill her down.

"Ahhh!" she moaned.

Cuhen immediately removed her nighties after he caressed and massaged her breast. His gaze is suddenly drawn to her body. She felt no embarrassment when Cuhen looked at her body in astonishment, as if it were the first time, he had seen it.

"Ellah..."

“Ccuhen! Aaahh!” she yelled when she came out of his lips twice. "I want it. Yeah! Lick me some more. Oh! Ahhh!" She screamed with satisfaction after the third orgasm and thought that was the end of it, but she is astonished when Cuhen keeps on thrusting her.

"It's so tight! Fucking tight!" he moaned in pleasure. Her two thighs were encircled by Cuhen's, and he placed his hand round her waist.

It seemed to be competing with the force of the water because it was pumping her so fast. Especially when Cuhen teasingly stopped, and then thrust down deep again, she failed to stop her screams of pleasure.

“Cuhen!"She gasped, hardly able to control the words coming out of her mouth owing to the sensation she was feeling.

“Sweetheart, come with me. Come with me.”

She felt their orgasm burst at the same time. Her womb was full of his cum, and she didn't want to withdraw his manhood while she was still enjoying the sensations.

"Ohh Cuhen! Don't... Ohhh! Ccuhen, I want more!" she pleaded. Cuhen did precisely what she said. He started to thrust her out as the water continued to fall on them. She hugged his neck throughout their next orgasm.

Cuhen carried her home. Her knee is trembling and feeble, and she was grateful that Cuhen carried her. As she closed her eyes, he tightened his hold on her.

"Don't go to sleep yet," he said.

She nodded. She was drowsy, but when Cuhen's foot stopped at the garden's entrance, she looked at him and couldn't figure out what he was thinking. His eyes were emotionless.

"Happy Birthday, Ellah," he whispered gently.

She couldn't believe what she heard and looked at Cuhen in awe. Did she hear correctly? Did it greet her with a happy birthday? Her face flushed from the delight in her heart.

"Tthank you," she stammered hesitantly. She couldn't believe her eyes. How did it know her birthday was today?

Cuhen nodded and brought her to his room. They washed and bathed her together, despite her objections. When he’s still the one who dressed her in his own clean long sleeves, she wished to be swallowed by the earth. Cuhen also presented her with an undies to wear. He then brushed her long hair after changing into his tshirt and shorts.

Her eyes filled with emotions as he handed her the bouquet of flowers and wished her a happy birthday. Her eyes began to well up with tears. What does each of his movements mean? What does each of his movements mean? She felt both delight and pain at the same time. Her heart was at conflict with her mind.

He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry on his chest. Was he just being kind because it was her birthday? "Is there anything missing? Cake, roses, gift—" he paused in midsentence and stared at her, "What gift do you want? I can't pick since I don't know what you want."

His words caused her heart to pound. The one thing she had only wanted as a gift was to see her father. She lifted her head, looking into his eyes, "I want my father back." She got emotional again, "Cuhen, I'd like to see my Dad. I miss him so much! Please, at least a day, as long as I can see him,"

Cuhen's eyes were wide with surprise, and he didn't seem to appreciate what she said. He clinched his fist and withdrawn his hug. She was scared, but she prayed the man would grant her wish. Atleast a day. She’s willing to give up all for the Cuhen. She is ready to express to the world that she loves him and that this is what her heart chooses for. She didn't care what other people thought; she simply woke up one day and realized she loved him, and her heart was racing for him.

"Please, Ccuhen, just one day!"

"No," he responded flatly. He immediately got to his feet and walked his way home. She was left alone by him.

Ellah stayed up that night staring at the ceiling, when she overheard Cuhen speaking with someone in his room. She felt tempted to walk into his room and listen in on the conversation. She pauses at the door to his room and listens.

“How much longer are you going to keep it a secret from her, Cuhen?”

She was alarmed by what she had heard. She knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but she was curious and listened to the person inside. She was hoping for an answer.

"Herrence, lower your voice!" Cuhen retorted angrily, "She might hear you."

She bit so hard on her lower lip that it bled. Their talk is focused on her.

"But you have to. You have to let her go."

No!

Furiously screaming was coming from her mind. She waited for Cuhen to react, and when he said, "Never," she was glad!

"Do you feel something for her?"

She was anxious to see how Cuhen would react. She paused for a moment, waiting for Cuhen to say something.

“No. I have no intention of ever loving her. She was nothing more than my slave in bed; a sex slave. Florae is the one I still love.”

She admitted that Cuhen does not love her and that his late fiancée is still the one he loves, but she couldn't accept that this was how he regarded her: as a machine for his needs. Cuhen's statement was as if a bomb had been thrown on her. She shook tremblingly to her heart, grasping at the air. Her heart had been shattered. She was too stupid to think that his every touch meant anything different because, of course, for him she was simply a sex slave here.

It's absurd that she believes him. Her heart was beating so fast and she felt like she was about to pass out. There is no one else to blame but herself why she is now in pain.

“

“Tell her about it, and let her know that her father has died recently and that we buried him this morning.”

Wwhat is happening?

It sounded like a nuclear bomb had gone off in her ears. She backed up and covered her mouth after hearing what she had heard. No, she just misunderstood. Her father can neither die nor leave her. That can't be! She prayed it wasn't true, that it was all a prank, and that the man Cuhen was talking to inside would recant it. God!

"I'm afraid I can't… I'm afraid I can't tell her that Don Hernandez's death was my responsibility.”

Her breathing became heavier as Cuhen confirmed that her Father had sadly died; is this why he won't allow her see her only parent? Even the last time she wanted to see him before it was buried in ground, Cuhen wouldn't let her; could it be because he already killed her father that she loves?

Cuhen is definitely a monster! He murdered my father... He murdered my father!

She didn't have the guts to storm into Cuhen's room. She is now filled with anger, pain, and hatred! With tears running down her cheeks, she quickly searched the drawer for the map she saw and while organizing the house. She had to leave immediately; she had no other choice. If she stayed, he will kill her, just the way he killed her father.

Cuhen, you're a demon! You're a demon! You not only broke my heart, but you also killed the only person I have! You're a demon! I hate you.