Scarlett Francis, a 20-year-old girl, had everything she had ever asked for. Her two crazy friends and her elder brother are the only family she had ever known. Her life was simple and peaceful like every normal person, until a man came into her lif...
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3rd Person POV:
She stared at the girl who was standing in front of her, looking beautiful as ever. Her long eyelashes, brown doe eyes that used to sparked by just a mere happiness, but now spark with only tears, her small pointed nose was pink by her constant sniffing, her rosy pink lips had a bruise that is hidden very well by professional make-up artists that were appointed for dolling her up. Her golden brown hair are braided high in her crown head and some layers are left on her face to make it more adorable.
She didn't know how this even started, last night she was crying like there's no tomorrow and when finally her body exhausted her from all the crying and allowed her to had a rest, Just then maids barged in her room and throw her in the bathroom and clean her from top to bottom. After cleaning her up, they made her sat in front of the mirror and started to doll her up. Two girls were braiding her hair, one was on her face doing bridal make-up, other two were scratching her nails to shape.
She wanted to tell them to stop; that she can't breath, she don't want it. But she let them do their work silently. who's she kidding? She never had a choice but to accept it. Accept her cruel fate. Accept that she's officially going to belong to him. Every piece of her body, her soul her existence belong to him; his given mark on her waist just below her breast is a prove that she belong to him. He had branded her like she's some kind of possession.
His Possession.
Her eyes are empty and hollow like her feeling at this point. The girl in front of her looked beautiful like some princess and her prince would finally claim her as his in front of the god. And everyone knew that her prince wouldn't be the prince that every girl dream about, her prince would be the one that everyone feared from by being just in his mere present. His eyes have dark evil glint in them; that promised destruction and misery for the one who ever thought of standing in front of him.
Shivered run down her spine just by thinking of it.
Her neck had a beautiful jewelry of diamond that he had given her when she saw his real face. A diamond rose that had witnessed everything since she had first stepped in this hell of a mansion; that has witnessed brutal act of its owner.
Her shoulder-off white fairytale gown just held perfectly above her breast. The white gown hugs her waist just fine. Her front goes all the way to her ankles but the back goes beyond the floor, And that's where the veil would also be.
Her back left nude so that people can see the mark on her back, so that the people know who she belong to. A mark that is two clashed swords with sharp thorns. A mark that oath to be faithful to Mario Family.
