Chapter 04: Doomed

3rd POV

Nina woke up with a groan. The clock on the nightstand read 4:03 AM. She moved quietly to the bathroom. Trying to prevent Hades from waking up.

Her body ached from the night before—sore, tender, and unfamiliar. In the bathroom, under the cold, sterile light, she lifted the hem of the oversized shirt with trembling fingers. Her breath caught.

There it was—just beneath her left breast—dark ink etched into her skin, H. A symbol she didn't recognize. A mark she hadn't asked for. The sight of it made her chest tighten, and before she could stop it, a single tear slipped down her cheek. Silent. Unnoticed. She knew something inside her had changed—and there was no going back.

Her stomach growled. Ilang araw na ba siyang walang kain? Hindi na niya maalala. Binibigyan naman siya ng mga gwardya ng pagkain pero wala siyang gana. Iyak lang siya ng iyak at nag mamaka-awa na pakawalan siya.

She stepped out quietly, her bare feet brushing over the cold, polished marble floor. The mansion around her was a striking mix of ancient grandeur and cold modern design—expensive materials blending seamlessly with sleek, unyielding lines.

She descended a curved staircase, trailing her fingers along the banister, eyes scanning every arch and corner. She made her way toward the kitchen, hunger gnawing at her.

It wasn't just a house. It was a mansion.

Marble floors. Expensive art. Cold air that didn't smell like dust, but like control — everything too clean, too precise. Like no one really lived here.

Sa kusina, binuksan niya ang ref. Bakit halos mamalahing alcohol ang laman? Tanong niya sa sarili niya.

 A tray of sliced fruit, untouched. Buti nalang! Nina smiled.

She grabbed an apple and bit into it.

That's when she noticed the mansion is heavily guarded. Armed. Silent.

Stationed at various points on the estate's perimeter.

Nina's heart skipped. She wasn't just being kept safe.

She was being kept.

A low voice cut through the silence behind her. "You're up."

Hades stood at the kitchen entrance. Just loose black jeans, his chest bare to the cold air.

"H-Hades..." Nina's voice trembled, her fingers tightening around the apple as if it could steady her racing heart. "Uhm... kumuha ako ng mansanas sa ref... kasi bigla akong nagutom."

He stepped forward, slowly. Not threatening—just deliberate. His gaze locked onto hers, calm but intense.

Without a word, Hades reached out and tucked a few strands of Nina's hair behind her ear. Then his hand moved gently to her neck—hovering there with a pressure almost like a strangling grip. It made her look at him the eyes, holding his gaze for a few seconds.

Nina looked away. The bite of apple in her mouth tasted bitter now. Ang isang kamay nitong nakapulupot sa leeg niya ang unti-unting nagiging masikip at nasasaktan na siya.

His eyes narrowed, the faintest shadow of irritation flickering across his calm expression.

"You shouldn't wander off without telling me," A silence fell between them. But this one was different. "Next time, ask. I need to know where you are."

Hades pressed a discreet button near the kitchen counter.

"To the maid's quarters—hurry up and start breakfast. No delays." His voice cold and commanding.

Nina flinched at the sharpness in his tone but quickly gathered herself. She met his gaze, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"Y-you don't have to call the maids... I can make breakfast," she said softly, her voice tentative. "Madaling araw pa lang. I don't want to bother anyone."

Hades's eyes flickered briefly with something unreadable, but he said nothing, simply watching her with that same steady intensity.

"You will serve as one of the maids in this house," he said coldly. "You will clean, cook, and handle anything related to the chores of this mansion—you will do it."

Nina's POV

"You will serve as one of the maids in this house," he said coldly. "You will clean, cook, and handle anything related to the chores of this mansion—you will do it." Tinitigan niya ko mula ulo hanggang paa at namutawi ang nakakalukong tingin sa akin,

"And you're my little whore any time I want you to be." Hades said.

Napakurap-kurap ako at umaapoy sa galit. Hindi lang ako nakakulong sa maganda nitong masion ngunit isa rin niya akong utusan, at ang masaklap pa don isa rin niya akong parausan.

"Anyway, make yourself at home. You're one of the maids now, right?" Pang iinis nito sa kanya bago ito umalis sa kusina.

"Hayop ka talaga,"

Nanatili siyang nakatayo sa kusina until an older woman stood in the doorway—a kind face, lined with age and quiet strength. Her hair was pulled neatly into a bun, silver strands glinting under the low kitchen light. Sa tingin niya ay nasa 60 na ang edad nito.

"Ikaw ba si Nina?," the woman said gently, her voice warm but firm. She nodded. "Ako si Susan, ang mayordoma sa masyong ito. Matagal na rin ako nagtratrabaho para sa mga Hidalgo"

Nina simply nodded, unsure what to say.

Susan led her through quiet hallways and back corridors, speaking as they walked. "Ito ang maid's quarter at ito naman ang kwarto mo." Malaki ang silid at para ngang hindi maid's quarter dahil sa ganda.

"Lahat tayo ang may sari-sariling silid.  Mabubuti ang pamilyang Hidalgo. Katulong na nila ako simula pa sa lolo't lola ni Hades. Kinupkop nila ang pamilya ko at pinag-aral kami, pero mas minabuti kong pag silbihan sila." Kwento pa ni Susan sa kanya. "Bukas, sa hardin ka maglilinis. Linis-linisin mo lang, atsaka hindi naman makalat o madaming lilinisin doon. Bukas kana mag simula."

"Salamat po, ma'am Susan." She gave Susan smile.

"Nako, iha. Wag mona akong tawaging ma'am. Susan nalang." Susan gave her an apologetic look when she saw her bruises. "Halika sa loob. Gamutin natin iyan." Sumonod naman siya dito at kumuha si Susan ng gamot para sa mga sugat niya.

"Hindi ko alam saan mag sisimula, iha. Sinasaktan kaba ni Hades?" Malumanay na tanong ni Susan. I nodded. A tears scape from my eyes.

"K-kinidnapped niya ko at.....," I sobbed. Hindi ko kaya. Susan hugged me.

"Jusko, anak,.. kakausapin ko ang batang iyon" Sabi ni Susan sa kanya.

Kaagad naman siyang napa-iling rito. "W-wag na po. Ayoko pong pati kayo ay idamay niya."

"Susubukan kong kausapin siya, iha. Magpakatatag ka lang." Susan gave her a hug at sa kabila ng lahat ay nagkaroon siya ng karamay. Sa wakas at may makakausap na siya. I thanked her and we went back to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Inikot ako ni Susan sa mansion at ang paborito ko ay ang hardin. Tinanong ko si Susan kong pwede bang mag tanim ng mga bulak-lak at mga gulay at pwede daw.

Malayo sa siyudad ang mansyon. Kitang-kita kung gaano kahigpit ang seguridad—mga armadong guwardiya, nakapaligid sa buong paligid, tila walang kanto ang hindi binabantayan.

Sa hindi kalayuan, napansin ko ang isang dairy farm. Tahimik at malinis ang paligid, tila may sariling mundo ang lugar na ito, hiwalay sa gulo sa labas. Sa likod ng mansyon, medyo malayo pero tanaw pa rin, naroon ang isang sapa—maliit, malinaw ang tubig, at nakakaakit sa mata.

Gusto ko sanang puntahan. Gusto kong maramdaman kahit saglit lang ang kapayapaan. Pero alam kong mananagot ako kay Hades kung lalabas ako ng walang pahintulot.

"Hades." She whispered. How did I land myself in his world? Tanong niya sa sarili.

A world so far from everything I once knew—dark, powerful, and merciless.

A world where even silence felt dangerous.

I took a shower, hoping the warm water would ease the dull ache in my body—but the pain still lingered, a cruel reminder of everything.

Pagkatapos ay lumapit ako sa closet. Wala akong inabutang damit... maliban sa isang shirt—at sigurado akong t-shirt niya ito. T-shirt na alam niyang hanggang tuhod niya.

At paano ako magtatrabaho kung wala man lang akong sariling damit? Naiinis akong napabuntong-hininga, sabay martsa pabalik sa kama, hawak-hawak ang damit na may halong yamot at pagkalito.

Tatayo na sana ako ulit, handang lumabas at hanapin si Susan—para lang makapaghingi ng maayos na uniporme. Pero naalala kong gabi na pala. Malamang ay nagpapahinga na si Susan ngayon, at ayokong istorbohin pa siya.

Bukas na lang. Bukas na lang ako hihingi ng maayos na damit.

Humiga ulit ako sa kama, pilit pinapakalma ang sarili. Tahimik ang paligid, at sa kabila ng inis at matinding pagod, unti-unti akong dinalaw ng antok—hanggang sa tuluyan na akong nakatulog.

Hindi ko na namalayan kung anong oras ako nakatulog.

"Hmnp!... hmnp..." A muffled gasp escaped my lips as a hand suddenly covered my mouth.

My eyes flew open in panic.

That scent... dark, sharp, familiar.

My heart pounded wildly as my vision adjusted to the dim light—

and when I saw him, my eyes widened in fear.

Hades.

I tried to pull away, to break free, but he was too strong. His grip didn't loosen, and no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't escape.

His dark eyes locked onto mine, cold and unreadable. I knew what he wanted.

Tears welled up, my breaths came quick and shallow against his palm. I shook my head, silently begging him to stop.

"Don't scream," he whispered close to my ear. "I just came here to fuck you, little dove."

Fear curled tight in my chest. I was trapped and he knew it.

"Do your job, little whore."

His breath was warm against my ear as he spoke again,

"You're not going anywhere."

My mind raced, searching for a way out, but all I could think was how powerless I felt. He must've realize I want to run away.

I felt his grip in my jaw tighten, and panic surged through me again. My body ached—every muscle screamed from the tattoo and everything that had happened.

Desperation took over. I swallowed hard, fighting back tears.

"Please... Hades," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I'm still tired. My body hurts. Please...parang awa mo na..... not now."

I glanced up at his face, searching for any trace of mercy. "I'll make it up tomorrow. I'll do whatever you want. Just... please, not now."

My heart hammered in my chest as I waited for his answer, hoping he'd hear the pain in my voice—not just the defiance.

But his expression didn't soften. His dark eyes remained cold, unreadable.

"Aww, who do you think you are to make a request, hmm little dove?" He smirked.

He didn't care about my pain. Didn't care about my exhaustion.

Tears slipped down my cheeks, but I didn't dare wipe them. I know he wanted to see them. He thrived on my pain.

I sobbed. Napasinghap ako ng bigla niya nalang ako hinila patalikod. He grabbed my waist, exposing my behind. I'm naked underneath.

I felt his fingers trace my cheeks. A tingling sensation spread through me, and I hated myself for feeling it.

SPANK...

SPANK...

SPANK...

 I screamed in pain.

Each strike sent a sharp sting pain on my behind.

His touch wasn't gentle or playful. I swallowed my tears, biting my lip to suppress my cries.

He didn't stop until it was red and he's satisfied.

His grip tightened on my waist, positioning me like I was nothing more than a possession.

I knew what he was going to do next. I tried so hard to get away, but he grabbed both of my hands and pinned them behind me. Tears mixed with anger and despair, burning behind my clenched eyelids as I whispered, "Please... stop..."

But I knew it was pointless.

He never stopped.

I felt him slammed his manhood inside me. "Ahhh....." I buried my head into the bedsheet. There was nothing to lean on to ease the pain. "stop...... Hades, parang awa mo na.....masakit...."

The sharp cries that escaped my lips is a music to his ears. He made me feel fragile and broken. My resistance only seemed to feed his satisfaction. My body trembled beneath his touch.

He didn't care about my pleas or my suffering.

I fought to hold onto some shred of dignity, but the sharp pain seared through me, breaking down the walls I had built.

"Fuck. Your pussy taste so fucking good, little dove."

"Fuck... Fuck... Fuck." He growled. He was squeezing my cheeks hard and his every thrust were ruthless, hard and deep. "Yeah, that's it. Your pussy is clenching around my cock."

"Fuck... you hear that, little whore?" He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head to the side, forcing me to look at him. "That's your sweet wet pussy."

I looked at him with pleading eyes that quickly turned to hatred, and I yanked away from his grip. He chuckled and grabbed my face again, more painful this time.

"I want you to look at me while I'm fucking you." Hades.

A moment later, I felt his cum inside me.

My breath hitched, shaky and uneven, as I curled inward, trying to make myself smaller—less visible, less real.

Hinila niya ako ulit, this time, I'm on top of him. I look at him confused. I don't know what to do.

"I-I uhmn... h-hindi ko alam kong,......." He cut me off by pushing me down where I felt his manhood inside of me. I gasped. He tried to guide me, but quickly grew impatient and gripped my waist tightly, forcing me to stay still. I felt him thrusting hard and ruthless.

Why he has to be ruthless every time? She asked herself.

She doesn't know when this is going to stop. I tried to put my hands on his chest for support but he instead put both of my hands behind me.

He slapped my nipples. He traced using his finger over the tattoo he had marked me with, like a signature he was proud of.

"That's it, little whore. Look at me as I fuck you hard."

Kahit kelan, bastos talaga ang bibig ng lalaking ito. I tried my best to swallow my tears, biting my lip to suppress my cries, but I couldn't hold them back any longer.

A single tear escaped, tracing a warm path down my cheek—small, fragile, yet heavy with everything I had been holding inside.

A moment later I felt his cum inside me.

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I dropped myself onto the bed, exhausted—so tired of fighting and pushing him away.

I curled up in bed, hugging myself tightly. I flinched when he grabbed me, forcing me to face him—as if I were just a toy to be pulled around. I tried so hard to look at him with begging eyes. Hindi ko alam kong kakayanin ko pa, halos mawalan na nga ako ng malay sa mga pinagga-gagawa niya.

He grabbed my jaw tightly, "If you try that stunt again—befriending anyone here to help you run—I'll make sure they disappear without a trace. They're watching you, always. One wrong move, one betrayal, and they're dead. Do you understand, little dove?"

The weight of his words crushed whatever hope flickered inside me.

A tear began to form in my eyes.

"I said, do you fucking understand?" Hades.

"I... I understand," I obeyed.

"Good," he said, releasing  me with force. "Remember this. No one here will save you. Only I decide your fate."

I could still feel the cold pressure of his grip on my jaw, like a silent reminder that I am his whore.

Every word he said echoed in my mind, a harsh reminder that no one here would help me.

Exhaustion dragged me down, and I fell asleep.

To be continued...