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*The day of the masquerade ball*

Romeo's pov

It was the day of that damn masquerade ball. Other than annoyance something else told me that I shouldn't go but I had promised Benvolio and Mercutio to take them. Oh yeah and my wife.

My wife.
It had been almost a week since we've been married and I wouldn't lie she was so beautiful lying naked in my bed.

Of course she wasn't my first but I was her's and that single thing gave me a little bit of pride.

Yes I had sex with different women and they were extraordinary I can't lie about that too but there was something different about her.

Maybe the way she blushed or the way she tried to hold her moan I don't know but I wanted more of it every single day.

Maybe that was the reason I fingered her the next day but other than that day I didn't touch her. I couldn't. If I wanted the plan to work I can't get distracted. Even though she was on my fucking mind twenty four seven.

I was sitting in the living room listening to the boys argue about which type of alcohol was the best, while I was playing with something inside my pocket.

Having enough of them I stood up and went upstairs. I just wanted this night to end.

I entered the bedroom and there she was sitting in front of the mirror looking like an angel.

When she realized someone was in the room she turned and noticed it was me that was inside.
I walk to her still playing with the thing in my pocket.

She was wearing a long red satin dress with golden heels. Her hair was curled and laid down on her shoulder. Her makeup was done too. Golden eyes, red lips.

Red! My new favorite color!

Her dress wasn't anything close to cover. She was exposed. Her back, her right leg and even her chest. Well it wasn't that open in the chest but it was enough to get a little sneek peak.
It was a good thing that I know how to fight.

I pulled the object that was in my pocket. It was a golden heart shaped necklace.

I pushed aside her hair and put the necklace on her bare neck.
"Wha-"
"It looks good with your dress." I cut her off.
"Thank you." She said with the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.

"Are you done?" I asked.
"Yes." She grabbed her golden mask.
"Let's go." I handed her my hand and she took it.

Once at the ball the boys went on a sex hunt. Besides that, I felt all the eyes on us. And I don't know why but I couldn't handle the look the men gave her. I wanted to rip there eyes out.

"Julia!" A voice spoke behind us.
"Papa." She said.
"How are you flower?" Her mom asked.
"I'm good." Julia replied.

"Let's talk in private." Her father spoke again looking at her then eying me.
She nodded and went with him.

In the meantime I went to the bar to grab a drink. I had to if I wanted to survive this evening.

As I was looking at the people dancing and chatting I spotted a suspicious man, he had a silver mask on so I couldn't see his face clearly even though I felt that I knew him before.

Cutting my thoughts was the sound of her voice.
"Are you ok?" Julia asked.
"Yes." I replied. "Is everything alright with your father."
"Yes he was just checking on me since you know I'm his only daughter."

"Julia!" A man's voice cut me before I could reply.
"Tybalt! How are you?"

So that was Tybalt, her so-called distant cousin. He was...okay.
Long blonde hair, small beard, blue eyes, muscled body.

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