Dark Purple Rose [YiZhan FF]

Chapter 18

A/N: In the first half of this chapter, we learn (just a bit) why Isla Isari has become so emotionally cold and "crazy". In other words, something about her suffering!

It's Sunday night and Isko is lying awake in his bed. He has a headache and simply can't turn off his thoughts, which have been going round in circles since Saturday night. His boss had voluntarily and smilingly left the villa with these men on Saturday night and ordered Isko to stay at home and ordered two of her bodyguards to keep an eye on him and report everything he does to her.S he no longer trusts him at all, which worries Isko greatly. 

The fact that his boss no longer has even the slightest trust in him became apparent a few days before Saturday evening. He once again had to serve her physically in her bed, but was sent back to his room immediately after the act. She usually insisted that he stay with her for at least another half hour, if not the whole night. She often talked to him after the sex and occasionally shared her thoughts with him. And on rare occasions, she even let him in on a secret or two about herself.

For example, he knew that his boss's birthday wasn't on Saturday. Her birthday is in December. December 12 to be precise. She had confided this to him a few years ago and since then she had taken him to a restaurant on her birthday, where they ate together and celebrated her birthday. And he also knows from her that she was married twice and that she didn't marry by choice either time. It was thanks to the fact that she told him how these marriages came about that he hadn't simply snapped her neck on one of those nights when he had to sleep with her.

He didn't doubt for a moment that the stories she told him about her marriages were in any way fabricated. He remembered well how she put her head on his chest, let one hand circle on his stomach and told him that she was only 14 years old when she had to marry the 67-year-old village chief of her village. She was wife number 7!

Her parents, she told him, were overjoyed that the village chief wanted to marry her. He gave them 6 cows and 2 goats. The wedding was celebrated throughout the village and everyone was happy for her. Only she wasn't happy at all. She was afraid and disgusted by the old man. Her wedding night was the worst thing she had been able to imagine at the time. 

One year after her wedding, she gave birth to her first child. A daughter. But because it was a girl and not a boy, she was punished. The head wife and the other concubines came into her room, tore her daughter from her arms, took her jewelry and clothes and locked her in her room. They sold her daughter to a couple from abroad. She never heard from her again. 

After another year, she gave birth to her second child. Another daughter. They took her away again, sold her abroad and took everything she had. All she had left was the dress she was wearing and the bed in her room. But she didn't care about any of that. She had had two children and both had been taken away from her. But the shame of having had two daughters and no son also had an advantage. Her husband lost interest in her.

One day, when Isla Isari had just turned 19 and was only a shadow of her former self, strangers came to the village. They were businessmen from America who wanted to ask the village chief for permission to set up an oil drilling rig near the village. While they were negotiating with each other, Isla Isari had to serve them. Bringing them drinks and food, massaging their hands and feet and allowing them to be touched.

Later that evening, the men came into her room with her husband. The village chief explained that she now belonged to one of the men. A greasy fat guy who stank of sweat, cigars and alcohol. He had sold her to him. Then the village chief performed a small ceremony that married the foreigner to Isla Isari. And that very night, her new husband brutally attacked and raped her. The next day, they took her away tied to her new husband and covered in bruises.