HEAVEN'S BLESSING

Prologue

"An undying fate awaits for you, miss. You will receive only four blue flowers laced in gold within the remaining time you have in your life. Once you receive them, you shall meet no other end. A blessing indeed, tied to your soul, there will be no escaping this destiny." 

A little girl who seemed to be around the fruitful age of seven stood before a hooded lady inside a small hot tent. Sounds of children's laughter among the crowd behind them, people's screams as they run through the racks, and shuffling of feet rang through her ears but she did not notice any of it as she just focused on what the lady had told her.

Her pigtails were lightly carried by the wind as she stands shocked. 

"A-Am I going to d-d-die if I receive them?!" The little girl blurted out, dropping her candy apple.

"..Miss?" The fortune teller was about to say a word but was cut off by the little girl quickly placing her money and tip on the table before running off in a cry.

"NaiNai!! I'm going to die!!!" She yelled her face in a frown.

. .

"NaiNai, I'm getting married."  She stated, with a false passive face.

Moving on from her barely even considered a haunting past, she happily got married to the man of her dreams. Her life seemed perfect until she read a certain book that came in her package along with a daring flower.

. .

"NaiNai, I'm divorced now." She sang, and a smile crept up on her lips.

Sighing in relief as she spoke to her grandmother, she thought she made the greatest decision by doing what she did. She thought she had everything planned out and under control but little did she know that four blue flowers were right behind her, ready to tie her with the gold lace that would bind them together forever.

"Oh God, Nevie..you know what you do to me.." His soft breath blew the thin strands of my hair that hung above my ear. My fingertips that tickled the soft layer of his skin were hot,  it wasn't uncomfortable. Instead, it made me want to touch him more.  "..So please, do it again." 

"Why are you pretending to be all innocent now?" He asked with a cute frown. The white dress shirt underneath his tight corset vest has wrinkled noticeably after my useless attempts of pushing him away. His long eyelashes fluttered as he looked up at me, "It's useless, my dear mistress. Not when you made me walk on all fours in our little dream, hm? " 

"That fragile ring doesn't mean anything to me, Neveah." He interrupted me before leaning closer to my face. Holding me in prison within the radius of his arms. Those eyes of want and plea were images that have been burnt deep in my mind, "As long as I have this piece of paper —I'll be sitting at your feet knowing that I'm still your husband..and I plan to remain that way." 

"Don't try to push us away at this point, you know full well that even if you can handle it mentally.." His hands gently slid to each side of my face, his thumb grazing over my lips. The soft warm glow shone in front of our eyes. He looked back up at me and an adorable smug-ish smirk drew across his lips, "You won't be able to handle it physically...you're ours, Veah." 

To be Continued. . .