Chapter 1 Marriage

In the winter of 2015, Olive Hart sat on a train from an orphanage in the suburbs and was headed for Los Angeles.

When she was nine year old, she was taken to the suburbs. And today, she’s being brought back to LA. And not for any reason other than the marriage between the Hart’s family and the Augustine’s family.

A daughter from the Hart’s family is to marry into the Augustine’s family. But, with the rumours of the groom being terminally ill, neither of Hart’s two sisters consented to the marriage.

Olive was sitting on the bunk with a book in her hand. The door of the train was suddenly pushed open. The cold wind was accompanied by a sweet and fishy smell of blood.

Raising her eyes, she sighted a tall figure collapsing from the outside into the train. In split. seconds, some men clothed in black rushed in.

“Boss, there’s no one here. Let’s just send him to hell.” One of them roared. The scariest of them all, who also happened to be their boss, diverted his gaze toward Olive.

Olive instantly felt a surge of heat engulfing her. The man’s eyes passed a message of strong murderous intent. Glancing at the weapons calmly and silently in their hands, Olive immediately chose to act panicked and begged for mercy, “Don’t hurt me please. I saw nothing.”

Their leader stepped forward and stared at Olive’s small face. Her eyes were incomparably. bright, whenever she glanced around, her eyes swayed.

The man was struck by such dazzling eyes, and he had seen nothing of such prior.

brothers.” Olive’s slender eyelash trembled, and she said pitifully, “I don’t want to die, please. As

gentle pleas ignited the urge of consummation in the leader’s body. He pounced on Olive and

we’ll all have a good time with her.” One

leader followed the speech of advice, dropped his weapon on the floor and

meet Olive’s bright eyes. The panics

speak, but Olive

man man muttered and came

the man who had collapsed on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and he snatched the weapon from one of the men in black. The men then

the man was only playing unconscious. Her eyes met with his. He had a pair of extremely narrow eyes, sharp as a falcon,

handed the man a clean patch of cloth. He wiped his hands elegantly, then walked towards olive

her playfully. His voice was low and magnetic, “What do you

look up at him. The man was tall and handsome. His aura

smell blood. She knew she had witnessed everything. And

sternly, “I’m the bride

his eyebrows. It was quite interesting. She’s…

know that the daughter of the Hart’s family is

the bride. If something sinister happens to me, don’t you think that’ll be big trouble for you? Just let me go, I saw saw nothing, and

thanks, she thought sarcastically. Monica has sent the money which she used in taking the train to

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