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Gold ring with one love shape diamond, embed with small diamonds around it.

What was meant as a sign of love and devotion for other couples was nothing but a testament of his ownership on me. A daily reminder for the rest of my life. Until death do us part wasn’t an empty promise as with so many other couples that entered the holy bond of marriage. 

There was no way out of this union for me. So I was own by my husband until the end of my life. The last few words of the oath that men swore when they were inducted into the Black Clans could just as well have been the closing of my wedding vow.

This wedding wasn’t about love or trust or choice. It was about duty and honour, about doing what was expected.

A bond to ensure peace in Black territory and White Clans stop more bloodshed in between two big clans on this earth, B Clans and the last W Clans feud that clashes more than 2000 years.

Be Fate

Her eyes scanned me from head to toe as I stepped into the shower, probably still looking for a sign that if he had manhandled me.


"You still have to act as if you hate him when you see him later, or people will get suspicious," I told her.


"Don't worry. That won't be a problem because I still hate him for taking you away from me, and for being himself. I don't believe for one second that he's capable of kindness."


"He can be that to, so I told you either."


I turned the shower on and let the hot water wash away the last hints of tiredness.


So I needed to be fully alert for the show in the living room later. My tense muscles began relaxing as the stream of water massaged them.


"You can't come in," Qina said angrily, startling me.


 "I don't care that you are her husband." 


Then I opened my eyes to see Fu Shao pushing his way into the bathroom. But Qina stepped in his way. I quickly turned my back to them.


"And there's nothing here that I haven't already seen."


"Now leave, or you'll see your first man things, lady. That because I'm going to undress now."


She left, but not without calling him by a few choice words. The door banged shut and we were alone. I wasn't sure what he was doing and I wouldn't turn around to check. I couldn't hear him from the splashing of the water. 


The  I knew I couldn't stay in the shower forever, so I shut off the water and faced the room.


Thus Fu Shao was spreading shaving cream on his chin with a brush, but his eyes were watching me in the mirror.


As I resisted the urge to cover myself, even though I felt a blush spreading over my body. He set the brush down and reached for one of the plush bath towels hanging over the heated towel rack, then walked over to me, still in his short. 


Then I opened the shower and took the towel from him with a quick thanks. He didn't move, eyes unfathomable as they roamed my body. I wrapped the towel around myself, then stepped out.


 Without high heels, the top of my head only reached his chest.


"I bet you're already regretting your decision," I said quietly.


But I didn't need to explain that he knew what I meant.


Acted