Chapter 20

I do not know what to do in my current situation. We have been here for a few days at the house that Fausto brought us. He provided us with clothes and food but that was not enough to calm me down. The kids were with Ate Myla. She's taking care of them, while I'm confined right here in the big room upstairs.

I still can't process what I found out. Zeus was not Fausto's son. Surprisingly, I talked to my sister Myla about that matter, and she confirmed it. Zeus' mother cheated on Fausto, and she left to live in America. The hacienda is owned by Zeus' mother, but Fausto is the guardian. The mess of their lives. That's why when I asked Nanny Belen, she did not answer me. They buried the family issues, but Fausto spilled it to me.

My meditation stopped when Fausto entered. He hurriedly threw the papers he was carrying on the floor.

"Fuck that bastard Zeus. I thought I could handle him!" he looked at me. Her eyes glazed over. "You're a woman! You're a slut!" he shouted at me. Sometimes I don’t get Fausto’s habit. So, I was even more afraid of him.

He approached me and showed me everything inside the paper. Documents were then. Document of the hacienda and all named after Zeus. I don't know why he is showing it to me now.

Confused, I looked at him. He was troubled and obviously tired. He also lost weight and haggard appearance. It would be pathetic if I were to compare Don Fausto then and now. I respected him when I was young. But we can never tell what kind of a person we are if we do not know them well. And for me, I already know Fausto very well.

He held me by the shoulder. He still smiled as he did that. "That's really confusing. Whole hacienda in exchange for your freedom? He thought I would agree right away?" he added.

My heart felt a bit of happiness, knowing what Zeus did to save us. I knew it would be difficult for him to fight the man he considered a father for a long time. Myla's sister told me for a long time that Fausto was addicted to gambling. And I confirmed that his disappearances out of town were becoming more frequent. When he comes home, he is always angry.

His hand caressed my shoulder down to my thighs. I was terrified of what he could do to me. I was scared because he was no longer in the right frame of mind. Sometimes I see him talking to himself and laughing.

I shunned whatever he intended to touch me. I activated my brain, and my movements were quick to get rid of him. But I was only a few steps away when his hand hit my hair. My scalp hurts so much. He dragged it and threw me on the bed. I could not move immediately due to the severe pain in my back and scalp. He grinned at me, removing his belt. He hit me and slapped me several times. He also choked me because I could not breathe. I'm running out of air. I think Fausto intends to kill me.

"Before I give you back to him, I'll make you wasted first!" He shouted at me. I was so scared. I know Fausto is not joking.

"No!!" I begged him. But he was determined to get me by any means.

As he leaned over, he abruptly kissed me. I turned my face around to avoid any misery he would do to me.

Deja vu.

He did the same to me before. Crying and pleading was my only defense against him. When I saw the opportunity, I kicked him between his thighs. He was overcome with pain and held himself. I quickly lost sight of him, even with blurred vision. I immediately went to the door, and I was so depressed that it was probably locked. I slapped it for help, but no one came.

I could hear some commotion outside, so I slammed the door even harder.

"Help! Help!"

I was silently praying that someone will hear me. Someone would come to save me from here.

But no one came.

I fainted and just cried. I still do not give up hoping that someone will hear me. Myla's sister would have helped me, but before everything could happen, Fausto had already touched me. He turned me in front of him and kissed me. It's like a greedy animal. How can he do that to me? He slaps me because I'm always on the move. He punched me in the stomach because I almost fainted. He almost dragged me too just to get on the bed and overtook me again.

With blurred vision and a weak body, I still managed to fight back. But destiny just doesn’t really agree with me. I even saw how Fausto removed his veil one by one while holding me by the neck. He is choking me. He also took off my clothes and carelessly kissed every part of it.

I no longer had the strength to fight so I just accepted. This is probably my destiny. If this is the consequence of all my actions, then I regret all those bad things I've done. Because I don't deserve this…I don't.

Fausto kissed me hungrily like an animal. He did not leave any part untouched by him. He was serious when he said he will use me any way possible. He thrust in and out like a devil reincarnate. And I loathe him to death.

He can have my body, but he can't have my being. He can't have my heart. I don't have my heart either, it was with Zeus. Zeus took it, six years ago.

Since I no longer had the strength, I let Fausto do everything he did to me. I think so much of myself. I wonder if I look at myself in the mirror if I can still look the same as before. He tainted me. He ruined me.

As he does that to me, I carefully dig into anything I can handle. I gathered strength and when I reached for the thing, I took it slowly.

While Fausto was busy swinging his body to me, I slapped him in the face. He was shocked by the incident, so I hit him again. He was holding the wounded face as I lifted my body again and disappeared from him. He was disoriented when I hit his head again. This time, I made sure it was strong. I no longer care what happens to him.

He was stunned at my feet. Blood was flowing down his head. When I looked at him, I could breathe easily because he was still breathing.

I looked at myself. And wept over the bad experience I had today. While silently crying I noticed the door open. When I looked at it, I saw the furious Zeus. His fist clenched and his jaw tightened. His eyes also glazed over when he saw Fausto. He rolled his eyes all over the place and when he saw me, he immediately changed the expression on his face.

He moved quickly when he joined me. He immediately hugged me and covered me. I still hold the figurine I slapped on Fausto. He picked it up and quickly threw it somewhere. He wrapped the blanket around my naked body and carried me to the bathroom.

"Z-Zeus. He…"

"Shh, it's okay…I'm here," he comforted me.

Zeus is taking care of me. And I let him. Not because I need it. But because I want to. Only him. Only Zeus.

As Zeus hugged me, I could not stop crying. I don’t know why it all led to this.

"Hush now, Sofia." he comforted me. He patted my back.

"I'm going to kill that old ass for hurting you! I swear Sofia. I will hold him accountable," he said seriously.

Fausto was taken to the hospital earlier. Zeus, on the other hand, was carrying police officers to arrest Fausto's men. They have been spying on this place for a long time.

We are now in the living room of Fausto's house. The place is quiet except for us. Myla's sister came to the ambulance earlier. Zeus also made sure that Fausto was carefully guarded to take responsibility for what he did to me.

Fausto raped me. I may be his wife, but he does not have the right to force himself into me. That is my right as a woman. But because Fausto was a demon, I lost that right.

"Mommy, stop crying. Athena wants to cry too"

I looked at Athena. She's wiping her tears too. Next to him was Icarus whose face was also red. They held hands, as they're looking at me. I looked at my children and breathed a sigh of relief to see that nothing bad had happened to them. I straightened up and sat slightly away from Zeus to hug them.

"My babies," I said once, hugging them tightly. I even smelled them as if they would lose all the bad things that had happened to me.

"Mommy, I can't breathe!" Icarus complained. While moving away from me.

Athena and I laughed at him. I tickled them both which is why the inside of Fausto's mansion was filled with laughter.

"Mommy, why did Uncle Zeus cry?" Athena whispered to me. He stared at it. While I turned to Zeus.

There he was crying. Her face was red, and tears welled up in her eyes. When he noticed us staring at him, he wiped away his tears and spoke, "Nothing. It's just dirt in my eyes."

I raised an eyebrow at him. The two children were smiling in front of him. With the kind of look Zeus gives to my kids, I know he really loves them. Who wouldn't? My kids were adorable and kind. Myla sister raised them well.

"You're so soft, Uncle Zeus," my son said to him.

"It’s okay to be happy and cry," Zeus replied while messing up the child's hair. "Come here, you two. Give uncle Zeus a hug," he said with both shoulders to hug my children.

Watching them made my heart hurt with too much happiness. And like my previous requests, I hope this one lasts for my children. Even if it is no longer for me.