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.

have to please my brothers.” Olive’s slender eyelash trembled, and she said pitifully, “I don’t want to die, please. As long as you don’t hurt

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

send this dk to hell first. Then we’ll all have a good

weapon on the floor and had reached out to pull the buttons of

bright eyes. The panics and

man made to speak, but Olive

muttered and

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

knew the man was only playing unconscious. Her eyes met with his. He had a pair of extremely narrow eyes, sharp as a falcon, and there were like two small abyss in the bottom of them. Anyone who looked at them

up in an orderly fashion. One of the men, probably his confidant, handed the man a clean patch of cloth. He wiped his hands elegantly, then walked towards olive with steady steps. His bony fingers clenched

eyes, he look at her playfully. His voice was low and magnetic, “What do you think I’ll

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

smell blood. She knew she had witnessed everything. And

knocked down the man’s hand and uttered sternly, “I’m the bride who’s about to marry

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

that the daughter of the Hart’s family is the one to marry into

aware of that. And I am the bride. If something sinister happens to me, don’t you think that’ll

stepmother, Monica, a vote of thanks, she thought sarcastically. Monica

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