Helia had been working as a maid for the Zenin family for almost a year now. This job was perfect for her, she liked it, it paid well, and she was laundered and fed.

But this job didn't only have good sides. Because being one of the maids at the Zenin residence, meant being toyed around with, and it became normal for her since it happened nearly every day.

One day, she was tasked to clean the room of one of the members. She walked inside the room to clean it, only to bump into someone's chest as they were about to leave.

"Oh, watch where you're going, girl." He glared.

Helia immediately recognized him, he was this scary guy with a scar on his lip getting antagonized by the elders, most of them called him the clan's black sheep.

She had heard a lot of rumors about him, and she didn't want to mess with him at all. So, she immediately bows and apologizes "I'm deeply sorry sir".

He lets out a small sigh while looking down at her. "You're a maid, right?"

He asked, his voice low and slightly cold as he crosses his arms. He's been in a bad mood ever since the argument he had with the clan elders.

"Yes sir, I'm very sorry, I hadn't seen you". She feels a pang of fear rush through her, when she remembers that those rumors about him mentioned assaulting maid just because they had looked at him in a way he hadn't liked.

He lets out a soft, sarcastic chuckle. "Of course you didn't."

There was a cold, intense aura emanating from him as he towers over her. He could easily do anything to her if he wanted to.

"Watch where you walk next time." He said sharply before walking past Helia, leaving behind a whiff of his strong, scary scent.

Helia lets out all the oxygen she had trapped in her lungs in a long sigh, relieved that he didn't hurt her.

He was notorious for being aggressive, unapproachable and heartless especially towards maids. He'd treat them like dirt, making them cower in fear.

Rumors of him being abusive circulated around, even elders would talk about it.

But after all, those were just rumors. It's true that he is very scary and not polite, but he hadn't tried to hurt Helia.

She pushes those thoughts away when entering the room.

The room was unusually messy for someone who was known for being cold and stern.

The bed sheet was tangled, clothes were scattered on the floor and there were even signs of what seemed to be aggressive movements.

It was clear that he had been infuriated recently.

She tries not to think about it and starts working because it will surely take her a lot of time to clean all that mess.

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He comes back to his room a few minutes later, taking off his jacket and discarding it on the floor. He was wearing a black shirt which hugged his toned, muscled body.

He leans against the closed door, crossing his arms as he notices that Helia is still in his room, cleaning.

"Hurry up."

His cold voice cuts through the silence.

She doesn't have the courage to look into his eyes thinking about the rumors about those poor maids that had looked at him when he wasn't in a good mood.

He watches her in silence, his eyes scanning her every move as she cleans.

Even if she avoids his eyes, she still manages to speak in a steady voice. "I'm almost done sir."

He lets out a low, deep chuckle, but it doesn't sound amused at all.

"You've got dirt on your uniform."

He points out bluntly, noticing a small stain on her clothes.

"Oh." She feels slightly embarrassed and tries as best as she can to clean the stain on her uniform.

While she brushes against her uniform with her fingers, he walks towards her, his footsteps heavy and purposeful.

He lets out a cold chuckle as he watches her, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Don't bother."

He suddenly grabs her wrist, making her flinch. His grip on her wrist is authoritative as he stops her from cleaning her uniform, his eyes are dark and intense as he looks at Helia.

He doesn't say anything for a few seconds, but his gaze pierces through her, filled with a mix of coldness and somehow anger. His grip on her wrist is hurting her, but she doesn't say anything.

"Come with me."

He finally says in a commanding tone, not giving Helia a chance to refuse.

As she is not allowed to refuse any order in this house, she obeys. She grabs her cleaning supplies and follows him.

He smirks slightly as Helia obey his command without hesitation. He likes it when people submit to him, knowing his status in the clan.

He doesn't say a word as he leads her towards the bathroom at the end of his room, his hand still gripping tightly onto her wrist.

She hesitates at the entrance, not sure of what he wants with her. She thinks once again about the rumors circulating on him. But when he drags her inside, she has no other choice than follow him.

As he enters the bathroom with Helia, he finally lets go of her wrist. He closes the door behind him with a click, locking it.

When she hears the door locking, Helia starts to feel a rush of panic within her.

The room is vast and luxurious, with marble tiling and a large bathtub. He turns to face her, his eyes scanning over her figure. There is something scary in those eyes, something telling her that she better not piss him off.

"Come here."

He commands in that same cold tone, patting with his hand on the edge of the bathtub.

"It's okay I'll clean my uniform later by myself, I still have a lot of work to do sir." She tries to make her voice as calm as possible despite the fear rushing through her veins.

His jaw clenches slightly as Helia politely declines, he isn't used to people disobeying his orders. He's already in a bad mood, and her refusal just added fuel to the fire.

He takes a few strides towards her, the distance between them decreasing rapidly.

"I wasn't asking."

He says coldly, his eyes filled with dark intent. Without warning, he grabs her by the wrist again, rougher this time.

"Remove it. Now."

The grip on her wrist is stronger and more painful than before. He wants her to remove her clothes in front of him, he's crazy.

Not only it's strictly forbidden for maids to do such things in the presence of a house member but stripping in front of a stranger is also something that Helia would have never thought of doing in the first place.

"I'm not going to remove my clothes in front of you!" Helia herself, is surprised by the tone she used. She must have a dead wish to speak this way to a member of the house on whom she has no authority at all.

And on top of that, Toji isn't known to be the nicest member of the Zenin clan, and he visibly also likes to toy with people.

He doesn't seem happy with her answer. His temper flares up, frustration evident in his expression. He clenches his jaw as he looks at Helia, not used to being defied.

"You don't have a choice."

He says through gritted teeth, his cold voice laced with a dangerous edge. He's not someone she can say no to and get away with it.

"Remove it and clean it." He points the top of her uniform, where there the stain is.

Helia is conflicted, she must choose between refusing an order from an unstable man or breaking the rules imposed to the maids of the Zenin house.

But one look into Toji's menacing gaze suddenly makes her decision much easier.

As she starts to remove her uniform hesitantly, his eyes darken with a mixture of satisfaction and dominance.

He can't help but feel a twisted sense of gratification seeing her comply with his orders, even if it's under duress. She stops her movements to turn to him.

"Can you at least...leave me alone to undress sir. A house member is not supposed to see a maid in such a way, it's against the rules." Not that he seems to care about rules anyway.

He crosses his arms over his broad chest, his cold gaze raking over Helia with a cold intensity.

"No." He replies, his voice stern and unyielding. There's a dark edge in his eyes, a silent warning. He's not going to be merciful.

"I'm not leaving."

She looks at Toji with an imploring look into her eyes. "Just turn around then, please sir. I'm not allowed to do that if anyone learns about this, I'm going to have serious problems".

She hopes that he will finally see reason even if he seems to be a quite unreasonable man.

His eyes flash with a mixture of stubbornness and reluctance. He loves to have control over someone vulnerable. But if the elders learn about this, he will also be in trouble, and he had had enough troubles for today.

After a few seconds of silence, he lets out a low growl under his breath. He hates being told what to do.

"Fine."

He reluctantly turns around, but not before giving her a stern look over his shoulder.

"Hurry up."

She quickly removes the top of her stained uniform to put it in the bath. She turns on the water and starts to clean it.

She is rather uncomfortable in her current state, but when she looks behind her shoulder, she sees that Toji's back is still facing her.

She quickly finishes to clean her top. And as he hears her turn off the water clothes, he grits his teeth, every single muscle in his body tense, taking everything in him to not turn around.

Since she doesn't have anything on the upper half of her body, she grabs a towel to cover herself.

She grabs her cleaning supplies and the top of her uniform she just washed, as she gets ready to leave the bathroom.

But when he hears her picking up her cleaning supplies, he turns around to face her and snaps, his eyes immediately locking onto her exposed form.

Helia freezes, her arms clenching the towel around her chest.

"I didn't tell you to go."

Helia turns white when she hears his words. She just wants to get out of his room and never cross his path again. He's not a good man, and now she's sure of it.

She pleads. "Please sir, let me go. I still have a lot of work to do". Tears of fear and embarrassment start to form in the corner of her eyes, but she holds them back.

Was that pity she just saw in his eyes? No, impossible, a man that enjoys so much scaring and abusing people cannot feel such emotions.

He grits his teeth and takes a step back.

"...Out." His voice is cold, and he's looking away, as if he's trying to contain his anger.

Helia's arms tighten around her towel as she quickly unlocks the door before rushing out of the bathroom.

His eyes go back one last time to her before she completely disappears, but he's not feeling guilty in the slightest, he even had a lot of fun.

[...]

She runs through the corridors, her heart pounding in her chest. She was angry, angry and embarrassed. She felt humiliated.

This man is disgusting, now she understands why no maid wants to be near him.

She holds back her tears, not wanting to let this awful man ruin her day. But seriously, what is wrong with him? Does he think he can abuse anyone just because of his higher status?

Hate wasn't a word strong enough to describe her feelings towards that man. One single interaction with him and she already had enough. The rumors going around about him were indeed very true.

She had to run as fast as she can, to reach the maid's quarters before anyone else sees her in such a state, with only a towel to cover her chest. Unfortunately, luck isn't on her side today.

Just ahead, around the corner, is an elder with a stern face.

His eyes widen and he stops in his tracks as he sees her, the towel wrapped around her body.
His eyes nearly bulging out of his head. Her state is a violation of everything he believes and certainly a violation of a lot of rules concerning the maids.

Without wasting a second, he storms towards Helia, his face turning red with anger.

"What is the meaning of this?!"

Today is definitely not her day.

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Alright! So, this was the first chapter. It's not the best chapter of this story don't worry.

It's normal if the first chapters of this fanfiction are not very interesting because I have to lay out the base of the story first.

But don't worry, once the real story begins the chapters will be better!

Anyways, let me know what you think of this chapter.

See you in the next chapter!

Sarah ☆