Chapter 3 IN THE DEVIL'S HAND

“What… what?” I asked.

“Don't make me repeat myself,” he said, and I scoffed.

“I can't,” I said, not even knowing where the boldness came from. He turned to me, his face looking deadly mad.

“Did you just refuse me?” he asked.

“I can't do that with you. We are not even married and you are not my mate. I have my dignity,” I said, hoping he would understand and let me be.

He scoffed darkly, finally moving away from the window. He took slow, deliberate steps toward me.

“You are nothing here. You are just a slave and the more you accept that, the better for you. You will serve me, give me everything I want even if it is your life. You won't even hesitate. You have nothing here. I own you now, every part of you,” Alpha Damian said to me, his voice sending shivers down my spine as he kept moving closer. I continued to move back.

“I won't,” I said and gasped when my back finally hit the wall and he caged me there. I was trapped.

His cold eyes looked at me and he smirked coldly. The smoke from his opium engulfed the whole room. I tried not to breathe it in, but I did and started coughing. My body wasn't used to things like this.

“You don't act deviant in a place like this or I could kill you faster than I am planning to,” he said and dragged me toward the bed.

I tried to fight back using the few skills I learned back at the palace, but he was just too strong and I couldn't even free myself. I was thrown on the bed and he was on top of me before I could stand up.

Then he kissed me roughly till I was breathless. That was my first kiss. It belonged to my future mate.

He broke the kiss and I breathed loudly, my heart feeling like it was almost sucked out of my chest. I could taste metal. My lips were bruised from his roughness.

I tried to push him off but he grabbed both of my hands in one of his palms and trapped them above my head and continued kissing me again.

I struggled and struggled, and when I knew I couldn't do anything, I gave up and started sniffing. He was too strong. His hand moved around my body and my tears poured more.

But he suddenly stopped.

I felt him climb off me and I opened my eyes to see him.

“You ruin my mood. Get out,” he said coldly.

He left. I could only hear the banging of the door before I managed to stand up. I touched my lips and gasped in pain.

I felt terrified, realizing I was almost forced.

I used my hand to cover my body before going outside. It was late already and a guard was waiting.

“Follow me,” he said and I followed him.

We left the palace and walked for a few minutes before we saw another building. It wasn't fancy at all, just plain.

He walked past some doors and I followed before stopping in front of one.

“This is your room,” he said and left before I could ask any questions.

I entered the room and saw three maids sleeping on three beds in each corner of the room. I immediately assumed the fourth one would be mine.

I had never shared a room with anyone before. Back at the palace, I had my huge room and bed all to myself.

I climbed on the bed and it was as if I was lying on a stone. It was so hard.

I kept turning around, unable to sleep, with loud snores coming from the other maids and different thoughts running through my mind.

I tried to sleep but remained awake. It was almost morning when I finally slept.

THE NEXT DAY

The loud noise in the room was what woke me up.

I stretched tiredly and opened my eyes to see the other maids already dressed and ready to go to work.

None of them acted like they saw me as they talked and joked together before walking out.

I sighed and quickly got ready too. Outside, I saw Malina already waiting for me.

“Morning,” she said with her usual smile, and I returned it, feeling better just seeing her.

“We will clean the royal rooms before eating breakfast. It's compulsory, so let's hurry,” Malina said.

I nodded and we both went to join the others.

We were cleaning Lady Samara's room.

Lady Samara was getting dressed by some maids when we arrived. She was beautiful though she looked cold.

They all bowed, but she ignored them. Her eyes moved to me.

I looked down and bowed too, but she didn't reply.

It looked like she was about to say something when the same guard who took me to my room showed up.

“Why are you here? Did the Alpha send for me?” Lady Samara asked.

“No. I am here for the new slave. The Alpha needs her,” the guard said.

Lady Samara's expression darkened before she smiled gently.

“She can go,” she said.

The guard signaled to me and I immediately followed him out.

“Why was I called?” I asked, but he didn't reply.

We got to the Alpha's room and he took me to the bathhouse.

It was a lake. Dark and beautiful, with warm steam coming out of it. Some maids were throwing scented flowers into the water.

Alpha Damian came in shirtless and I tried not to look. There was a strange dark mark on his chest.

His eyes moved to me.

“Everyone leave. She will be the one bathing me,” he said.

The maids bowed and left with the guards.

I stood rooted, watching as he entered the water, not knowing what to do.

“Are you just going to stand there?” he asked coldly.

After getting out of his trousers, he sat in the lake.

I started moving toward the water.

“You don't plan on entering here with your clothes on,” he said coldly.

I didn't listen and entered like that.

In a jiffy, his hand wrapped around my leg as he glared at me in anger.

“I am not a very patient person and you are pushing me to the edge,” he said angrily.

“Why… don't… you… just… kill me then if I trouble you that much,” I said boldly, barely breathing.

That made him release me. I started coughing while breathing heavily.

“What is the fun in that? I should ruin you first and make your father cry wherever he is,” he said.

“No matter what you do, you can never break me. I won't allow that,” I said boldly.

He smirked darkly.

“We will find out about that soon,” he muttered as we glared at each other.

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