Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4
Pure Honey, Episode 4
“I’m going to take your sweet thing and sell it,. That your sweet pure honey, I cut it off.l,” Gold’s husband said, standing beside the bed and looking at me like I was nothing more than an object.
For a moment, I did not understand what he meant. My ears heard the words, but my mind refused to accept them. Then it hit me all at once. My heart began to beat, my body turned cold, and fear gripped me like never before. I looked at his face, hoping to see even a little sign that he was joking, but there was nothing there. He was serious. Very serious.
“What… what are you saying?” I asked, my voice shaking as tears gathered in my eyes.
“That is how I became rich,” he said calmly, as if he was talking about something normal. “Everything you see in this house, all this wealth, all these properties… they came from this business. I take people, remove their sweet honey, and sell it. That is my secret.”
The moment he said that, my whole world scattered. I started crying immediately, deep and uncontrollable tears. All the confidence I had when I entered this house disappeared. All the pride I had about my beauty vanished. At this moment, I was no longer Pure Honey the rich and desired woman. I was just a helpless person about to lose her sweet thing.
“So… you want to finish me?” I asked, my voice breaking as I struggled to breathe properly.
“Yes,” he replied without blinking. “And nobody will ever find out.”
I shook my head quickly, crying harder as I struggled against the ropes tied around my hands and legs. “Please, don’t do this to me. I beg you. I will never come here again. I swear. I made a mistake. Just let me go.”
He looked at me for a moment, then shook his head slowly. “You think I don’t know why you came? You came into my house with a dirty heart. You came to destroy my home. You came to take me from my wife. You thought you could use your body to control me.”
His words shook me. I could not deny it. Everything he said was true. I had come with a wicked plan, thinking I was smart, thinking I could take what belonged to someone else without consequences. Now, I was paying for it.
“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry,” I cried, my voice full of regret. “I was wrong. Please, forgive me. I don’t want to die. I don't want to lose my sweet honey."
He did not respond to my apology. Instead, he turned to the man standing beside him. “Prepare her. Let's remove the sweet potato in-between her legs,” he said.
The man stepped forward immediately, holding the instruments in his hand. The sight of the sharp tools made my body tremble violently. I screamed as loud as I could, struggling desperately, but the ropes held me down firmly.
“Please! Don’t touch me! I’m begging you!” I shouted, my voice echoing in the room.
“Sir, please,” I cried again, turning my eyes back to Gold’s husband. “I don’t want to die. I will change. I will never do anything like this again. Please, have mercy on me.”
He stood there quietly, watching me as if he was thinking. The man beside him continued arranging the instruments, preparing like a doctor ready for operation. My breathing became heavy. I kept shaking my head, repeating the same words over and over again.
“I don’t want to die… I don’t want to die…”
Then suddenly, the old man raised his hand. “Stop.”
Everything paused at once. The man with the instruments stepped back. The room became silent. I slowly opened my eyes, confused and scared at the same time.
“I might spare your life,” he said after a few seconds.
Hope rushed into my heart immediately. I lifted my head quickly despite the fear still inside me.
“Please! I will do anything. Just tell me what you want. I will do it.” He looked at me carefully before speaking again.
“I will spare you under one condition. You will not leave this house,” he said slowly. My heart dropped a little, but I stayed quiet and listened.
“You will stay here, but not as a guest. Not as a friend. From today, you will become a housemaid in this house. You will serve my wife. You will do all the work. You will obey everything she tells you without question.”
“I agree. I will do it. I will serve her. I will do anything. Just let me live.”
He watched me for a moment, as if trying to see if I was serious. “You will forget your pride. You will forget the kind of life you used to live. From today, you are nothing but a servant.”
Just then, I was untied and set free to become a servant.
The man held my arm and led me out of the room. As we walked through the mansion, everything still looked beautiful, but now it felt different. It no longer looked like a place of luxury. It felt like a prison.
We entered the kitchen after a few minutes. The place was filled with dirty plates stacked in the sink. The man released my hand and pointed at them.
“Start working,” he said before walking away.
I stood there for a moment, staring at the plates. Just a few hours ago, I was living a completely different life. Men were giving me money. I was enjoying myself. Now, I was about to wash plates in another person’s house like a servant.
Tears fell from my eyes again, but I wiped them quickly. I had no choice. I picked up a plate and started washing.
“This is your new life,” I said to myself quietly. “You brought this upon yourself.”
As I continued washing, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I turned slowly, and my heart skipped when I saw Gold standing at the kitchen entrance, looking at me with confusion written all over her face.
“Pure Honey… what are you doing in the kitchen? Who told you to wash plates?” she asked.
Watch out for episode 5
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