ARTIFICIAL

S U N

Nathaniel

It's not even a week before this day comes, but a week would've been too long for I know my sick father might visit me soon and he will be on my neck about still not having a wife. And till to this day I can't believe I'm fucking getting married, to a Hugh to top it all off.

My goal is to teach the Hugh family a lesson for their crimes, and yes I haven't forgiven them. Between patience and forgiveness, you're only ever able to have one. I choose patience. And I choose to slaughter each and every one of that pathetic bloodline, mainly the males so their women can produce more and I kill them also. Why do I do that? Because it's fun and eventually I will get bored and just kill them and end with it. My fight with them is personal in a way but I'll admit I don't care all that much about them because this is a mission my grandfather on my father's side started. After a Hugh kin brutally murdered his wife in pursuit of power.

Now I don't care about him but as a child I was in fact close to my grandparents, I am mainly doing them a favor. But I did rid of Merlin, his existence was one of the mistakes of the world anyway so I did his family more good than harm. Seeing as his son is more business minded than he ever was. Sometimes you have to cut your hair so it can grow better.

But it doesn't mean his death doesn't await him, but even I have to admit that I can find a use to their pathetic business and when it's better than it is now, I'll make it mine. Once it's made mine, I'll put him back where he belongs, back to his useless ancestors. Until this day I can say I'm unbelieving how a whole bloodline could all be so useless. It makes sense why my soon to be wife is nothing like them, it's amusing how they raised her and made her to be the opposite of their family. Which is why I am taking her.

I sent Xavier to fetch her and bring her here but the invitations and all have already been sent to the important people. See, by the way he offered her, on that same night I knew that the fool wouldn't pass up the opportunity of making a "partnership" with me by using his sister. Or rather his adoptive sister. That's the technicality I am holding onto, or otherwise she will repel me more than her personality already does.

But as her small feet that are wearing sage heels and light washed jeans emerge from the car, I know for a fact that getting rid of her won't be easy in this moment. Not for I, not for her, not for anyone. Her dangerously perfect legs are hugged by those jeans. It's clear as day that she takes care of herself and her body well, since her goal was to be in an arranged marriage then of course she needs to appear as perfect. Her hair is put up, unlike the last time we met where she wore a vintage hairstyle. But unlike that last time, this time her hair is in a fluffy Afro to go with her caramel skin.

I watch her closely, more than I've ever before. She hasn't looked away yet as she picks up what seems to be a book, a journal or diary and her purse that she was traveling with her. All I can see is her backside right now. And like I said, she has a nice body and this view is just enough to get off a virgin high on hormones.

If I remember her eyes well, they remind me of the sunset. And not in some sick romantic way or something, they just have that glow of the day's end after it was what some would call a perfect summer day. And her hair matches it perfectly, I can't exactly describe her hair color but it's the mix caramel and cocoa, it's as light as her skin. Although her hair is a bit closer to brown than her skin is. But in simpler words I'd describe her hair as a mix between copper and caramel.

Her lips, her lips are something you just can't look away from. A thick bottom and a small upper lip both have a role in supporting her baby doll face. The top is a darker shade of caramel whereas the bottom is much lighter that I'm sure if she does bite it it'll turn pink. I know all of this because it didn't take another minute before my lovely fiancé turns to look at me.