WARALUX

(some chapters are r18)
Who would have thought that holding an arranged marriage benefits me so much? I have been planning to get out of my own family, and thanks to the head lady of the house who always wanted to kick me out after my mother passed away.

"I have to live with you? I don't want to be under any other people's rules anymore."
"No, you will live freely as you want. You don't have to do anything if you don't want to." 
"I don't want to be involved with your business...I don't know exactly what you do, Mr. Kaiza, but I don't want to be involved with anything like my father does."
"I understand." 

I pick up the glass in front of him and try to raise it, but he puts his hand on it to cover the top of the glass.

"Hmph."
I make a sound and pout my lips

I put my upper lip on top of the glass, touching his finger and bottom lip at the outside edge, and raise the glass as the liquid runs through his fingers into my mouth. And I look at him. His eyes are slightly startled, but I barely see it through the red light on him.

He slightly pulls back his hand.

"This girl..."
He's mumbling.

I lick the liquid on the edge of my mouth.

"Yes, it's a deal."
"Are you going to treat me well, Mr. Kaiza?"
I speak vocally this time. What is this drink?

"Yes."
"Treat me nicely like your real fiancé, alright?"

Suddenly, my head is too heavy to carry on my neck. He uses his hand to hold my face before I hit the table. And he moves himself to sit next to me.

"You are my real fiancé."
He gently touches my hair and puts it behind my ear. I barely open my eyes.

"But first of all, I need to take care of the guys who kidnapped you here."

And that is just the beginning of a significant change.

Sovereign City

The Stygian's Mansion.

Jay takes me to the place at the fastest speed. The feeling and the rush are the same as when she ran away from me before. I went inside, and she wasn't there.

The past ruins my present thoughts again.

Jay drives the car and hits the gate, which is already open. I get out and see all the men lying down with blood. The long line of scars on their bodies can tell that it's from the sword.

I run inside and see the woman with long black hair sitting on the couch alone. She shifts her eyes to me.

"Don't you tell me you went after my father before coming here?!"

"You should come here with her! I gave her a letter, and why she didn't bring you here!!!"

"It's you!!... No surprised... you guys are all Stygians, after all."

And I walk past her and hit her shoulder.

I go to the second floor, turn my face left and right, and run along the hall. Then, I see Jodai looking inside the room.

I quickly run to him and pull his shirt.

I open my eyes wide and turn to see Zephyra in her nightgown, about to slide Veronica's throat.

I walk to her from behind and touch her hand. She doesn't shift her eyes to me or even my hand. I notice her face full of blood. I put my hand over her shoulder and move down to her arm. And I feel something wet and sticky. I pull my hand out and see it behind her back.

It's her blood, lots of it. She is hurting, but she doesn't even flinch when I touch the wound.

Veronica cries, her tears running down while Zephyra slides the sword against her skin slowly. The red blood drips on her blue sword.

I push her front hair gently to her back and tuck behind her ears.

I call her after seeing her tears run down her cheeks. Her clear tears turn to red, mixed with the red blood on her face.

"I don't think this is the only way, Zephyra..."

She bites her lips, and the water runs down like a stream. She's in pain not because of the wound but because it's time to say goodbye to the hatred, the traumas of everything. But she's hesitant.

And the sound of another son comes in.

Veronica tries to call her daughter.

Zephyra holds her sword tighter, but her eyes are blind from everything.

"Everything is gone now, down underground...the hell that she puts you through, we can make it happen. Let her feel what you have felt...Let me do it for you...Don't be the person that she created you to be..."

-don't be the person that she created you to be-