Crimson Fate

All it took was one long stare at him for him to want me.
I stared at him too long, too curiously, I hadn't know it was him I was staring at.
Or I would have never done that.
But mistakes are made.
And I made one.

He was someone I never wanted to be close to, not even a foot distance close.
And he?
Well ..... he had other plans.
He kept me close, in his empire, in his home.
He called me his "Crimson".
I was his obsession, he hated me yet he wanted me.
I called him my "Crimson Fate"
A fate written in blood.

My life was set, a medical student with a bright future, a doctor in coming years, and a peaceful life ahead.
Until he decided to step in.
He made me his wife.
My father did not stop him, he saw this as the best marriage proposal I could ever have, and so... he agreed.

No one asked me. They never did.
Maybe my choice did not matter.

But they didn't know who I was.
I would burn this man's empire even if he so much as touched me wrong.

Would I ever be free of this marriage I was forced into?
Or would I join the fire.
The fire of power, politics, money and dark works?
Would I be trapped in his cage, in his politics, in his life?
As HIS.