MsTranslator

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

"If you really want to make this marriage work, if you ever want the chance to do something dirty to me, then you'll have to stop seeing other women. Maybe other wives don't care, but I won't have you touch me as long as there is anyone else."


"I promise. I'll touch only you from now on."


"We pay for his campaigns and he has a son following in his footsteps who needs our money soon as well. What does he care about a daughter who isn't good for anything but shopping and eventually marrying a rich man?"


 The same could be said for me and every other woman in our world. Sons could follow in their father's footsteps, they could become members of the soldiers. 


I still remembered how much Father had celebrated when he'd found out his twin child was finally had a son.


"She probably hoped you'd be that man."


"We don't marry outsiders. Never. She knew that, and it wasn't like she was the only woman I slept with."


"You said it yourself. You have your needs. So how can you tell me you won't cheat on me again soon if you get tired of waiting for me to sleep with you?"


Fu Shao tilted his head, eyes narrowed in thought. 


"I think we both have very different concepts of the word 'long wait'."


"I'm not a patience man. If long means a year…" He trailed off.


"What do you want me to say, Shen Mi? I kill and blackmail and torture people. I'm their master who do the same when I order them to, and soon I'll be the Fu headmaster, the leader of the most powerful Clan's on the world. You thought I'd take you against your will on our wedding night and now you are angry because I don't want to wait months to sleep with you?" 


"I'm tired. It's late." It was so late it was actually early.


"I want to understand. I'm your husband. It's not like you are like other lady who can choose the man they're going to lose it to. Are you scared I'm going to be rough with you because of what you saw today? I won't be. And I told you that I want you to writhe beneath me in pleasure, and while that probably won't happen the first time I take you, I'll make you come as often as you want with my tongue and my fingers until you can come when I'm in you. I don't mind going slow, but what do you want to wait for?"


I watched him through half-lidded eyes. For something that will never happen that you'll want to make love to me and not take me like I'm your possession. 


A Year