Chapter 1 Alessa Skill Today, on this cold morning in Bloomington, USA, I woke up at 6 am. I remain huddled in the corner of the bed; today is an important day for my family, the day they sold me to a man I don't know much about. Not how he is now, but I heard he was a very handsome man about two years ago. He was only 25 when he got involved in an accident, and for the past two years, no one has seen his face. Why? He suffered ninety percent burns in that accident. Ever since my family said I would have to marry him, I researched since he was an important CEO in the United States, and he was quite handsome. He used to go out a lot with several women and caused all sorts of scandals, the most ridiculous life I've ever seen. And me? Well… I'm an ordinary girl, just turned 18, finished high school at 16, and managed to get into a good college after winning an eighty percent scholarship. Let's say I'm a genius, but… I'm stuck with a rather… well, they're not my family. I've been livin

Chapter 3:Alessa SkillI can't believe I signed; he wasn't as happy about this as I am. If I hadn't signed and went back home, I'd be massacred since they want the benefits the Marone family has to offer."Miss Alessa," called the pensive butler, eyeing me up and down. He isn't very old but carries an elegant air, around fifty years old, slicked-back hair, a focused gaze, devoid of any kindness. "It seems we don't have clothes in your size, except for some nightdresses. However, we've already arranged for footwear and all the clothes you'll need," he informed me robotically."Thank you, sir," I said, feeling awkward."For now, stay in your room; surely, Marco might want to visit his wife. Besides..." He pursed his lips, assessing me. "Yolanda, help her at least look presentable; these clothes are a crime against your body, designed to suffocate you.""Yes, I'll help her take care and prepare as a suitable wife for our master Marc," Yolanda said with a hint of irony, perhaps because I'

Chapter 5: Who am I really looking for?AuthorMarco headed to the bar where he had fun with several women in the dance hall until finally going up to the suite. Despite always being with many women, even though his brother warned him about it, he was aware of how superior his strength was. If he lost control, he would hurt them severely.Even though there were around five girls in his room, none of them could handle Marco's lack of control. Since it had been so long since he had any sexual contact with anyone, sexually possessing them drained every drop of their energy in an unusual way.For Marco, it was a good moment of fun during the act, but after everything was over, he was struck by a sense of emptiness as he looked at the ring on his hand, thinking about that chubby girl who stirred up confusing emotions in him.Disheartened, Marco sat on the sofa in just his shorts, his whole body exposed like a sculpture. His caramelized skin and black, sleek hair shimmered in the dim light,

Chapter 7: The Death Living in the GardenAuthorAs soon as Marco left, Alessa had her breakfast and started her work routine. She spent the whole morning working hard in the mansion; she had washed all the stairs and the living room floor, cleaned the large stained glass window, risking herself on a ladder while Yolanda watched her apprehensively."What a wicked man; he's even going to make her work constantly and then make her die in that destroyed garden at the hands of that bitter viper," Yolanda thought sadly."Darling, it's almost noon; it's time for your meal. You can rest... before going to clean the back," Yolanda informed her, trying to contain her distress. But Alessa soon noticed that Yolanda was worried, as she had been looking at her several times with a saddened gaze."Is something wrong?" she asked confused."No, I'm just happy that you're such a helpful girl.""Oh, it's nothing. I've always liked working. Besides, I have a job I took a day off from today. I have to ret

**Chapter 9"Boy with strange behavior."*Alessa Skill*Lucas Salvino, if I had to define sin, it would be this boy. He was looking at me with a kind smile, making me wonder what mischief he's up to. After all, this guy always teams up with his group to humiliate me and make my days a living hell until I don't want to go to college anymore.Everyone is watching. I'll move very slowly, getting away from him while he gathers his books. He can take everything before he thinks of destroying my soul. I stand up without hesitation, ready to run."Let's go!" I called Doralice, and we dashed to the study room. I know it's another prank."And your study materials? You don't have money to buy new ones," grumbled a skeptical Dora."I know... but what did you want me to do? Snatch them from him? Last time, he nearly drowned me in the toilet. I don't know why they have this grudge against me," I complained. We chose desks next to each other to sit together and share materials...Class goes by, and