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.

She sighed bitterly and slapped herself many times, hard to believe she lost herself last night. She should only give her body to her fiance. She felt pain in her vagina when she went the restroom with caution. She took a long, hard look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she couldn't stop crying in the bathroom by herself. Her mind is filled with many thoughts cross her head, but she has no answers to let her clear her mind. She didn't know how long she'd been crying in the bathroom.

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 still-steaming 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 far-off 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 crystal-clear 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 half-hour 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 self-pity.

***

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. "A-am 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 well-fed, well-hydrated, 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…