Chapter 6

Dominic was already dressed and ready in his room because he had to go to the office early today. He was still wondering whether he should go to the Marino family's house for lunch or not, as he was kind of reluctant to go, to be frank. If Bianca were there, he wouldn't hesitate at all.

He came out of his room and was greeted by a female maid named Helena and several other maids. He made a beeline for the dining table. He kept walking without a break as he passed the warehouse.

A cup of black coffee and two slices of toast were already on the table. Belladonna was no longer there as she had gone back to the warehouse after getting the slice of bread she wanted.

Dominic thought Helena had made breakfast because she was his personal maid who always prepared breakfast for him. But when he ate the toast and sipped the black coffee, he spat it out right away as the taste was not the same.

”Helena!” his voice boomed so loudly that Belladonna could hear him.

Oh no, it seemed Dominic did not like the breakfast she had made, thought Belladonna. She should not have made it, but whatever she did was always wrong.

“What is it, sir?” Helena hurried to the dining table before he could roar for the second time.

“Who made this piece of trash?” He snatched his cup of coffee and hurled it across the floor. “Are you trying to kill me with this trash?!” he shouted again.

“I’m sorry, sir. I asked Miss Belladonna to prepare breakfast for you.”

“What did you say?” His rage boiled over even more because Helena had let Belladonna make breakfast for him.

“Have you lost your mind asking her to make breakfast for me? Look at this, do you think I would eat this trash?” This time, he tossed the plate of toast onto the floor.

Helena gasped in shock, as did Belladonna, who cowered in the corner of the room, afraid that Dominic would lash out at her.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” Helena bowed her head. She hadn’t meant to put Belladonna in this terrible situation.

Dominic shot Helena a fierce look. Don't tell me that Belladonna did it herself to get praised by me, he wondered. For whatever reason, he was getting sick of her.

“Do that again, and you'll never set foot in this house again!” He stormed out past Helena and headed for the warehouse where Belladonna was. She should know that she had no power in this house. So she had no right to do anything without his permission.

The door was kicked open, causing Belladonna to shriek in surprise. Dominic stepped inside, looking like a demon. Seeing this, she took a step back, but she was already cornered and had nowhere to go.

He moved closer to her; he was seeing red. Belladonna backed herself up against the wall. She screamed as Dominic yanked her hair mercilessly without hesitation and lifted her body so that her feet no longer touched the floor.

“It hurts... it hurts...” she whimpered, trying to hold his hands back. But he gripped her hair forcefully as if he wanted to rip it out.

“Do you know that you are not allowed to do anything in this house?!” his voice was cold and sinister.

Belladonna nodded obediently, tears streaming down her face. What he was doing was hurting her, but he hadn’t the slightest bit of pity for her.

“If you dare to make me breakfast again, you will meet a tragic end. Don't try to get my sympathy, for I will not feel pity for you!” He still thought that she had prepared breakfast for him on purpose to get his sympathy.

“I won't do it again. I won't do it again.” She was in such pain that she kicked her legs wildly to get a foothold. But rather than letting go, Dominic gripped her hair even tighter.

Her tearful eyes made him even more fed up. He couldn't stand her, especially when she was crying like a baby. He wanted to kick her out of his house, but everyone knew she was his wife. He had to treat her as his wife until Bianca returned and was ready to marry him.

“Do that again, and I'll drown you in the pool!” He simply tossed her to the ground.

She screamed out again as her body slammed against the wall, and she fell onto the floor. Her entire body ached from having her hair gripped for so long. She curled up on the floor and bawled her eyes out, hurt by his cruel and abusive actions. She had expected that she would receive harsh treatment because of the breakfast. However, she did not expect that he would treat her so ruthlessly.

“Don't you dare run away; if you dare to try to run away from me, I will tear you to pieces with my own hands!” With that, he stormed off after lashing out in fury and threatening her. 

He was sure that after this, she would not dare to act as she pleased in his house, and she would never dare to run away from him.

“No one is allowed to dare to look after her, and if anyone dares, then be ready because I will have no mercy on that person!” he threatened Helena and the other maids. 

They were all frightened by this. Therefore, they all went back to work, and none of them dared to get close to Belladonna, who was lying pitifully on the floor.

The door was left open, allowing them to see exactly what had happened to the poor girl, but none of them dared to go inside to comfort her.

The sound of her pitiful crying could be heard outside. She never wanted to experience this, truly never wanted to. But what could she do? She felt like a little bird trapped in the clutches of a heartless man. Could she quickly forget the misery she was experiencing now? She hoped she could forget it all quickly so she wouldn't have to bear the pain of remembering how badly she had been treated.