Ariel_x

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT.
The world is dark and ugly but, your eyes are beautiful,
Confined in darkness, I find solace in you.
You became my refuge~ Alexandro. 
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Lena's existence would have been made easy for her if she was only an unfavored child but she could not even fight it when she was given off in marriage to a man that she had never met. 

A man whose identity was well hidden. He was only represented by the castle he lived in. She was his fated half, an identity that she could not run away from. Whether she would learn to accept the union or not, was up to her to decide. 

Little did she know that her marriage to the man would open her eyes to several mysteries that surround her.

EXCERPT~

"W-what are you doing?!" She wanted to yell and curse at him but her voice came out as a noiseless whisper. She was even shocked at how tiny and low her voice sounded. That wasn't her, right?

As much as he wanted to stop himself, Alexandro did not see the reason why he could not tease her. He wanted to tease her badly until she agreed to be his fully. He raised his hand and ran a finger along the side of her face, he stroked her jawline gently while his other hand pinched her tiny waist. Her hair was still slightly damp and it left a trail of water running down from her neck to her shoulder blades.

"You are beautiful... Mine" he murmured against the crook of her neck sending an unavoidable tinge zap through her body. This closeness made her feel as though she was electrocuted. There was no way that she could move her frozen body for the fear of getting her towel loose. She, in fear, held tightly on the knot of the towel and her eyes fixed on the man. She tried to keep her mind away from the fact that her legs were as well exposed, she could only keep her thigh pressed together while her face flushed up to her ears. Her body generated an extremely hot temperature that felt as though would burn her. She finally understood that this man, her husband was scarier than a monster!

Naturally, he did not know what went through in her heart, and neither did he realize how stiff she had become for fear of him. He was more concerned about the hot meal before him that he had to resist. He wondered what was going to happen if he simply pushed her into the bed and see what wonderful creation was underneath the white towel... She would probably hate him, right?

He slightly tightened his fingers around her waist applying a little pressure and unknowingly, her body did a small jump. The small movement of her body nearly made him crazy, her body collided with his and rekindled the blazing inferno that engulfed him which he was doing his best to suppress. A kind of heat pooled in his lower abdomen and rushed to a certain area he would prefer not to mention... He grind his teeth but did not push her away. His mind was a mess, should give in to temptation? Should he not?

Perhaps, he could try and see what it would feel like...

Bonded With His Imperial Cursed Highness.

Chains... Pain all over his body, but it does not hurt anymore... Ah, it seems it is over.

The man on the bed opened his eyes, his jet-black orbs glanced around. As usual, he was alone... He inhaled deeply, and a fiery red fireball emerged in both of his palms, the fireball danced around his wrist, and in the next second, the shackles came off, they fell on the bed with a clanging sound.

The fireball flew and circled his feet, the chains binding his legs to the bed also came off. He sat up immediately and rubbed his forehead, how many days did it go on for this time? He pinched the space between his brows and hissed in frustration. For some reason, he felt as though something was weird, he felt a familiar fragrance linger in the room but because he just woke up from a deep slumber, he couldn't tell who had been in the room.

The Master Is Awake.