"Please let me go. Aren’t you a little ashamed of my family? If this is the case, you’ll bring me back to life and drag me here. I’ll stay with them till you go back to the house." After coming to a stop at the resort’s most popular area, I screamed at Remon, who was putting his hands close to his forehead, as if experiencing some type of serious difficulty, which he was not.

"I will discuss it in further detail if you come with me." I moved my hand away from him, but Remon keep grabbing my hand, insisting to hold it.

"Do not be obstinate; I do not want to have to repeat what you’re saying to the depths of my being if you continue to be so. You’ve just ruined all I’ve worked so hard to achieve. That’s more than enough stop to this immediately." I am not bothered to wait for his reaction meant that I could flee the situation without a second thought.

When I got a little farther away from the house, I pulled over to the side of the road and quickly wiped away the tears that had been holding back my emotions.

Every time Remon assaults and destroys my life, no matter how many times he shows me that I have no animosity toward him, I have no clue how many times I have fled.

"You’re attempting to run away from me, right? I told you I wouldn’t stop until you were destroyed!" No words came out of my mouth; instead, I merely shook my head and started walking away.

I was fully anticipating that my conflict with him would be resolved by the time I left Makati, and I was correct in my assumption. The reason why it looks like it's gaining weight so quickly hasn't been found yet. "Please, Yhra, come back to this place! I’m speaking directly to you!" Remon said as if it was only the two of us is the person around.

He challenged me, but I resisted and ended up losing, since he had such a strong hold on me, I couldn’t get away.

"When you didn’t come up, my life was tranquil, and you are the ones who screwed up your own life, not me! You and your problems have absolutely nothing to do with me or your life!" As he dragged me away from the house and towards the cottage, I shouted in protest.

As he threw me on the bed and closed the door behind me, I felt a bit uneasy about the situation. "It’s a mistake to have a face like this, Yhra, and I’m not going to stop until I’m completely satisfied with the outcome."

He moved, and my gaze was riveted on his face and my hands, which were sweaty and restless. The rattling of his belt made an excessively loud noise as he moved, and I couldn’t look away.

"W-what are you going to do to me again?" I yelled and moved closer to the front door as he lifted me with one hand, flung me back on the bed, and repeated the act.

"You are not permitted to leave this four-corner room until I have finished with you." I shook my head in a wobbly motion to demonstrate. I didn’t agree with what he was attempting to do in this situation.

I recognize that I am poor, but I have the decency to cope with the situation as best I can. The life of someone for whom I am responsible is in my hands. I don’t want my life to be damaged as a result of his impoliteness.

"Get away from me!" I screamed, and I can't hide how afraid I am now. When he first approached me, he grabbed my hand and put handcuffs on it before going away. A stream of perspiration was dripping from my forehead, and I felt as if I was on the edge of fainting out at this moment.

There is a lot of my body that is paralyzed, but it keeps trying and trying to get away from him, who is clinging to my flesh.

However, it looks like with each outburst of rage and each time I plead, he is pressuring me to do more while inflicting much more pain on me.

"Please have mercy on me; you’re nothing more than a pig in comparison to me. Don’t make the same mistake I did," The anger in my heart weighed heavily on me as I pledged, and I attempted to convince myself that he would have mercy on me.

"Whatever you desire, Yhra, you can count on me. I have forewarned you about this. The consequences of failing to adhere to my directions are as follows." His remarks made me even more bewildered, and his hand reached for my shorts, which steadily slid to the ground until I had lost all control when he placed iron between my two feet, which was the final straw. I was speechless.

"Remember that anything you have is mine and that you have no right to keep it." He wept for a long time before finally pulling his pants and shirt from underneath him. Although I couldn’t stop crying every time the cloth dropped to the floor and he approached me, he treated me as if I were a wild beast who would never be prevented from doing what he wanted.

"Could you please explain what you’ve done to me?" I ask. "What in the world have you done to me?" When his lips came close to my ear, he made a murmured promise that he afterward realized he had made a mistake.

My reaction, even though I thought it was illogical, was to shake my head and try to protect my neck from being squeezed, even though I knew it wouldn’t work since the space was too small for me to get away from him at this time.

Keep it together, don’t be silly. Whatever it is that you want to happen, don’t continue on your current path. I promise you that I will never show you anything else in your lifetime. Despite my pleadings, she adds, "Please have compassion on me," in a tone laced with scorn. When I urge her to reconsider, she says, "No, I will do whatever I want to you crying and pleading with me to let you go isn’t going to get you anywhere any longer."

He slowly unbuttoned my blouse while maintaining his tight gaze on the inside of my rib cage. He was a little too close for comfort. Because of the intense intensity of his look, every caress of his gaze made me feel like I was going to burn from the heat I felt as a result of it.

"What a piece of garbage!" he complained as if he is not doing something horrible to me.

He gently rubbed the back of my bra with his index finger and removed it instantly.

It seemed as if he was taking his time, lowering my insides hilariously and methodically while looking right into my eyes.

"Remon!" I shouted once again and attempted to leave, even though it looked like there was no way I could get away from his strong and brutal hold at this time.

"Remember how I promised you that I would not let you go until I was entirely happy with you?" When he tightened his grip on my cheeks and brought me closer to him, he locked his gaze on me, creating a sharp ache in my neck in the process.

"How long do you intend to continue to be a source of irritation to me? Because of your inability to grasp what I was saying, you will never be permitted to leave this institution again!" He jerked me back to my resting position with force, shredding my insides and elevating my thigh in the process, and I was unconscious for a long time.

"Yhra, you have such a pleasant flavor to you that it is hard not to like you. I’m not sure if you’re simply trying to get away from me, or if you’re expecting to get fucked as well, given that you’re dripping wet." He said after seeing the reaction of my body to his touches.

The way Remon caressed my body, seems that he is brushing away all of the anger and fear that I have now, but I cannot let him do whatever he wants.

When he proceeded, a smug grin appeared on his lips as he said, "You can’t deny that you also enjoy the way I touch you, and at the end of the day, you moan my name every time I thrust."

"I’m not sorry because it appears that you are enjoying it as well." He said and looking at my flesh, I don't know how long I can hold on.