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Ariana

I was six, when I had a beautiful doll. "Ruby" that's what I named her and she was my best friend. I played with her, protected her as my most prized possession. Then one day I got her married

Married her to "Travis", another doll which belonged to my friend and from then I had no right on her. It was only Travis and Ruby because they loved each other. I loved this game. Everyone was happy with this. Me, Ruby, Travis and my friend

Now years later, I know marriage is not a game and definitely isn't for love and happiness. Marriage is promise. It seals the deal but I never knew

I would be consideration for this deal

Luca

I was nine when I saw my mom slit her hand and leave us at mercy of our father. Known as most cruel man father always maintained his reputation even with us.

Now years later, I am a grown man well shaped as my father wanted me. But there is one thing I am perfectly sure about, that I would never be a man like my father but his blood was in my veins and I didn't have control over my darkness

Not when the most beautiful girl from my enemy territory was thrown at my mercy.

As my bride
As my wife

But why did she feel like she was the most prized possession of mine!?