His Hatred

Chapter One

How pathetic. You're standing infront of a mirror looking at your reflection. The black dress fits your body perfectly. You look like a slut. But apparently says your mother Loki likes sluts. Loves them even. All you had to do was get chosen out of a bunch of women and you were stuck with the stuck up God of Mischief known as Loki Laufeyson for the rest of your existence. Your mother walked in and smiled. "You look gorgeous, if only you could be as stunning as me."

You scoffed. "If I was as stunning," you rolled your eyes. "As you supposedly are Loki would take one look at me and run off."

She slapped you across the face. She's done it so many times it doesn't even hurt anymore. "You're such an ungrateful little bitch!" You kept your mouth shut. There was a knock on the door and you ran to get it. It was a carriage to take you up to the castle. Without saying goodbye to your disgrace of a mother you left. It was a long silent trip up to the castle. A very beautiful castle indeed. Outside there was at least 30 other females chatting or it looked like arguing. You stepped out of the carriage and got in the line of all the girls. Their faces cakes with makeup and layers of perfume were going up your nose. Disgusting. Pitiful even.

A guard cleared his throat and everyone looked at him. "Follow me ladies." While walking through the halls you looked around. Many maids were cleaning and doing they're work looking terrified. The palace was beautiful. Black marble walls sliver chandeliers on the ceilings. But the ballroom that the guard took you into was just magnificent. It was huge. The biggest chandelier that you'd ever seen, it probably cost more than your whole existence. More smooth black marble walls, and there sitting on a throne was none other than Loki. He didn't phase you one bit you just kept looking around. It was just gorgeous.

Loki's POV
I couldn't help but immediately notice the girl at the end of the line. Long wavy brown hair that reached the middle of her back. A black dress that showed her curves perfectly. I needed to know who she was. I was positive she was the one I wanted as my queen. Even if I hadn't met her. She was looking around unlike the other ones she didn't even bother to look at me. The rest of the girls were pushing theyre tits up and fixing their hair. Not my type. But the one who wouldn't even lay a single eye on me was. I called a guard over. I didn't need to talk to ang of the woman. I knew which one I wanted. Her.

Raven's POV
It seemed as though Loki made his decision. All of the girls started walking out. So you followed. But one of the guards stopped you. "Oh you're staying." You stopped in your tracks. Staying?! He chose you? Why? You looked at Loki. Even if you didn't care for him he was very attractive. Just cold hearted. Everyone left besides you and Loki who were now alone. A part of you wanted to stay confident but the rest of you was terrified. We're you chosen to be his sex slave? Is that what this was. Would he dress you up in pretty outfits, fuck you, then lock you away.

Loki walked up to you and smiled. "Hello."

His smiled was gorgeous. Should you say it back or stay silent. "Hi."

You smiled and he took your left hand and slid a beautiful diamond ring on it. "One of the finest made in Asgard."

"How did you know my size?" The ring fit you perfectly.

"It's a special ring, it fits your finger no matter how big or small." He nodded. "Follow me to our room." You followed him. He was a pretty kind person once you got to meet him but maybe he just didn't want you to leave. Everytime you passed a maid they flinched. What did he do the them? You passed one of the maids and politely said hello. Loki frowned dissatisfied with you. "We dont talk to them."

"Oh okay I'm sorry I didn't know." You bit your bottom lip and looked down.

"You're forgiven." He kept walking. When you got to the room you gasped. It was huge. The bed was beautiful. Black silk sheets, unique paintings on the wall. It was wonderful.

"Where will I sleep?" You looked at him.

"Well I did say our room didn't I?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Yes but do you want me to sleep on the couch or somewhere else? I know you probably don't want me to sleep with you." You looked into his eyes. His beautiful cold eyes.

He walked closer to you. Your breathing stopped for a second. "Once we get closer we will be doing more than sleeping on this bed together."

Your stomach twisted. "Oh my okay." He looked you up and down. His stare was a little intimidating. "Do you want me to sleep on the right side or left?"

"You ask to many questions, I don't care what side you sleep on." He sneered.

You crossed your arms. "Look I'm sorry that I've never had a relationship and I don't know how it works."

He opened his eyes widly. "You're a virgin?"

"Yes, is there a problem with that?" You scrunched your eyebrows together.

"No. I just know not to go as hard." He smirked.

"I hope you understand we wont be fucking each other every night." You glared at him.

"Yes I know... but you still do go by my rules." He walked closer to you.

"Then I just won't listen." You looked at him.

"Well then you'll have to be punished." He smirked.

"I guess so." You laughed a little and looked him in the eyes.

Oh would this be fun.