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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

When I thought the eggs were safe to eat, I spooned them onto two plates. They didn't really look all that tasty. 


His brows rose when I put a plate down in front of him. He sank down on the barstool and I hopped onto the one beside him.


 I watched him as he picked up the fork and speared a piece of egg, then brought it to his lips. 


He swallowed, but it was obvious he wasn't too impressed. I took a bite as well and almost spat it back out.


 The eggs were too dry and too salty. I dropped my fork and gulped down half of my coffee, not even caring that it was hot and black. 


There was a hint of amusement on his face. The more relaxed expression made him look so much more approachable. 


"Maybe we should go out for breakfast."


"How hard can it be to make an omelette?"


Fu Shao let out what might have been a laugh. 


Then his eyes flitted back down to my bare legs, which were almost touching his. He put his hand down on my knee and I froze with my cup against my lips. He didn't do anything, just lightly traced his thumb back and forth over my skin.


I pondered that, even if his hand was very distracting. I was alternating between wanting to shove it off my knee and ask him to keep caressing me. 


"The morning after our wedding night, you asked me if I knew how to fight, so maybe you can teach me how to use a knife or a gun, and maybe some self-defence."


"Are you thinking about using them against me?"


 "As if I could ever beat you in a fair fight."


"I want to teach you a lot of things." His fingers tightened on my knee.


 "I'm serious. I know that I have Xu and you but I want to be able to defend myself if something happens. You said it yourself, the Mongo won't care that I'm a woman."


 "Okay. We have a gym where we work out and do fight training. We could go there."


I smiled, excited about getting out of the penthouse and doing something useful.


 I hopped off the stool and ran upstairs.


Half an hour later we parked in front of a shabby building. I was bursting with excitement, and I was glad to have something to distract myself from what had happened yesterday. 


He and I got out of the car and he carried our bags as we headed through a rusty steel door. Security cameras were everywhere and a middle-aged man sat in a nook that held a table and chair as well as a TV. Two guns were in his holster. He straightened when he saw Fu Shao, then he spotted me and his eyes grew wide.


"My wife," He said with a hint of warning and the man's gaze jerked away from me. 


Fu Shao put a hand on the small of my back and guided me through another door that led into a huge hall. 


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