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❛ I was never the princess but yet I was the queen of his void heart. ❜

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He was her darkness in her once halcyon life and she was his light in his dark diabolical world. The two worlds are completely opposite to each other by all means and respect, yet they find peace in each other's embrace in this very twisted world that they had created by the mere spark of love.

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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 was hidden very well by professional make-up artists that were appointed to dolling her up. Her golden brown hair is 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 was no tomorrow and when finally her body exhausted her from all the crying and allowed her to have a rest, just then maids barged in her room and threw her in the bathroom and cleaned her from top to bottom. After cleaning her up, they made her sit 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, the other two were scratching her nails to shape.

She wanted to tell them to stop; that she can't breath, she doesn'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 ****** is a proof that she belongs to him. He had branded her like she's some kind of possession.

His Possession.

Her eyes are empty and hollow like her feelings 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 dreamed about, her prince would be the one that everyone feared from being just in his mere present. His eyes have dark evil glints in them; that promised destruction and misery for the one who ever thought of standing in front of him.

Shivered ran down her spine just by thinking of it.

Her neck had a beautiful diamond jewelry 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 the brutal act of its owner.

Her shoulder-off white fairytale gown just held perfectly above her ******. 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 is left nude so that people can see the mark on her back, so that the people know who she belongs to. A mark that is two clashed swords with sharp thorns. A mark that oath to be faithful to the Mario Family.

The family that has no meaning to it.

The family that ruined her once peaceful life.

And last but not least, her small feet had a pair of plane white heels that made her much taller than her really actual height.

But she doesn't care. She doesn't care what her appearance looks like. She just sat there rolling in her own melancholy, letting maids do their work.

After they made sure that she looked presentable enough for him, they left her alone.

Her eyes sting as she realized what was going to happen today. She heaved a deep breath to control her heartbeat that was increasing by every second. The last thing she wants now is a panic attack; not like it will save her from becoming his. She knows that no one is gonna save her. She's alone and by herself. She is going to be held captive by the monster who claims her as his for the rest of her life and treats her like his possession. But she can't do anything. She had tried before and the consequence wasn't any better.

"Donna? "

The girl brought back from her own world of torment to reality by the void voice of a maid.

Her glistening eyes left the mirror and turned around to face the maid who held no trace of any emotion on her face.

"Hmm?" She already feels the hard knot forming in her throat by just thinking of what she is going to say.

"It's time." The maid said stoically.

It's time. It's time for her to seal her life with him for eternity. The man who ruined her life to nothing. She doesn't want to think about how she is going to live her whole life with him; if he doesn't lose his temper again and end her life himself. His voice is still echoing in her ears when she was planning on ending her life that day; and that's when the hell loses.

She whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut to block that dreadful memory. But she couldn't, she remembered everything, every ache, every pain. She just can't.

He had made sure of it.

Not able to say the words because of her dry throat. She only nodded at her to let her know that she had listened to her cruel words.

A very cruel word indeed.

How can her life take a whole 360 turn and make her stand like this, helpless and completely shattered. One day she was having the best meal with her brother and cracking jokes and the next she was held captive in the claws of this tyrant beast.

The maid bow her head and held the door open for her. She wanted to scream at her to leave her alone. She wanted to just lay in the bed, hide herself in the duvet and cry her heart out till her eyes cannot cry anymore. But she knew very well what would happen if she not obey him.

Yes, She knew it in a very hard way.

She curled her hands hard enough to make her knuckles turned white until she felt a dull ache in her both hands, to make her believe that, that is indeed reality.

A very cruel reality.

Not wanting to make her earn any other punishment, she took a deep breath and did a quick prayer to make her bold; bold enough to look into his eyes and says those words that will change her life.

Utterly and completely.

Her long gown followed her as she took her first step to the door. She passed by the maid that followed behind her. She didn't question her, maybe she thought that she would run away. It's not like she would anyway. She's not a fool.

If situation wouldn't be like this she would have expected her brother to accompany her and her two best friends would have been her bride maids. It's not what she expected her wedding day would like this; all alone and by herself.

She can feel the temperature of the hallway dropped as she took further steps to her new life.

A life without her loved ones. A life with him 'till death do her apart.

As much she want to slower her pace, she can't because she knows that he isn't someone who one should let wait, so she took her gown as much as she can with her both hands and fastened her pace.

Soon she found herself ascending the stairs. Just then Archer walk out of the living room with a mobile in his hand pressed firmly against his ear. And she can guess who's on other side of the phone.

He was in his dark brown suit that matched his chocolate brown eyes and his ****** pocket had a handkerchief that she had given him.

His chocolate brown eyes widened as soon as he saw her took her final step on the stair and stood on the floor, like some angel she is.

The angel that's once pure soul is now tainted by her devil.

His eyes snapped out and frowned when someone said something on the other side of the phone and he cursed in his native language. After 2 minutes of cursing he shut his phone down and rolled his hand over his once perfectly combed hair. He took a deep breath and look at her with smile that didn't reached his eyes.

"You look ravishingly beautiful sorella." His not so cheerful voice complimented. (sister)

She wanted to return his smile but only could curve her lips. Archer saw her little attempt but didn't said anything. He only nodded his head to let her know 'its okay '.

Once she saw his caring gesture she sighed in relief. She is so thankful that he understands. In this mansion, Archer is only her best friend after heᅳ

She don't even want to go there.

"What happened?" She asked him. After seeing his worried eyes. Her voice was hoarse because of her dry throat.

Archer looked at her then the maid behind her and flicked his finger in the air indicating her to bring a glass of water. She heard the clicking voice of shoes as the maid went by. Archer looked at her again and found her still looking at him questioningly.

He pressed his lips and said "Abraham will walk you down on the aisle, said it was boss order."

She widened her eyes as soon as she heard him say that. She was only hoping for him to be on her side when she walk down to the devil himself on aisle. She could feel her little confidence shattering down on her feet, he knows that she is comfortable with him but he didn't even allowed it.

She could feel her eyes burning with tears. She look down and took a deep breath to calm herself.

The maid soon came with a glass of cold water and give it to her, she gladly take it and let the cold water sooth her dry throat before giving it back to her mumbling a quite 'thank you'.

"I'm sorry, I can't deny his order." He said defeated as he hold her hand.

"I understand." She quickly blinked her tears back before looking at his defeated face, she squeeze his rough hand assuring him that it's not his fault.

It was never their fault.

"We should be going now." She softly said. He wanted to say something but decided against it and nodded his head in affirmative.

They walked out of the mansion. She saw black mercedes and thought that, it would be her ride. She stepped in the car with the help of a maid. She could see Archer said something to the man she assumed that will drive the car before sitting beside her. She saw him quickly typed something on his phone before putting it back in his suit.

Soon car roared to it's live and drove them to their destination. The atmosphere was calm and comfortable in the car and she was very thankful for it. She didn't talked to him and neither did he. She wanted this moment for herself, to calm her heart that was beating wildly in her chest.

The speed of the car gets slower before it stopped when it reached to it's destination.

Archer looked at her, seeing her sitting quietly looking at her lap, not even knowing that they had reached their desired place; well not for her. His heart hurt looking at her like this but he can't do anything, he can't betray him.

" I'll be there, don't worry sorellina." He said softly to her as he held her hand firmly, making her snapped out of her own world. (little sister)

She only nodded her head looking at his soft eyes. She slowly diverted her hand from him and look at the door that was held open by the guards, she carefully stepped out with the help of the maids. The moment is near that she always dreaded for since he came in her life. She felt her heart racing so much that she thought it would come out of her chest.

She saw Abraham coming to her. He wore a black suit that matched his personality well, his long neck that was covered in ink was visible making his aura is more dark and daunting, his eyes was cold as ice as she expected. She diverted her eyes away from him as she slowly walked up to him knowing well he's going to walk her down on the aisle.

"Donna." He said gruffly, his voice was void of any emotion. He stands in front of her and bow his head as a respectful gesture.

Not wanting to talk to him, she only nodded her head to let him know that she had acknowledged him.

He didn't waste more time and gave her his mascular hand that she accepted and directed her to altar.

She found herself dizzy as she neared the moment he desire for. She nervously digged her nails on his biceps as she tightened her grip on him, thankfully he doesn't seemed to care.

A maid in black outfit with large bouquet of white roses in her hands walked to her and silently walk away before giving it to her. She sigh as the soft smell of roses hit her nostrils calming her racing heart but her soul is still restless.

They continue their journey to the aisle. As soon as she entered, she was left mesmerized by it. The place was magnificently enchanting. All the attention come towards her once she entered making her nervous to the core. Their were so many new faces that she don't even remember meeting them. The place was decorated only by white flowers  (her favorite color). Soft music was playing at the background. The decorations were awe-struck, but she couldn't care more. Her life soon will be in his claws for eternity, this wasn't the right moment for her to gapped at the decor.

Her eyes roamed at the place before it mets with his emotionless eyes on the aisle. Her breath hitched as she found him already starting at her.

His black hair was neatly combed, he wore blue tuxedo that fits his mascular body, his cuffs and the rose that was pinned as his boutonniere were pure white. His black inked tattoos are evident on his neck. His dark eyes captured her whole. She can feel the world disappearing from her sight as she found herself drowning into his eyes. Her legs wobbled and her hands are sweating as distance shorter by every step they took. But she didn't once diverted her eyes from him.

When they finally approach him, he scratched his arm for her and made her stand on the stage in front of him. She felt his cold hand possessively wrapped on her waist and pull her closer, despite of many layers she felt the warm engulfed her. His intoxicating cologne filled her nostrils as she let out a shaky breath.

Her eyes were down, not able to meet his dark eyes anymore. He lean in till he reached her neck and inhale her honey rose fragrance in his system to calm his inner beast.

"Cosi fottutamente bello." He hoarsely said, grazing his lips on the side of her neck.

(so fucking beautiful)

She flutter her eyes closed and shakily placed her hands on his mascular body. Although she didn't understand what he said but her heart couldn't help but beat faster than before. Her lips were trembling just being so close to him. His lips grazed on her ear putting feather kisses there making too much for her poor heart to not explode. She gulped hard as she heard his dark voice again.

"I so fucking want to pull those count eyes out of their socked who's gawking at my tesoro." He sneered drawing his hot breath on her ear. (Love)

"But we can do it later." He mummer against her delicate skin, a soft whimper left her lips. "I'll fucking make sure of it."  He gravely said before pulling back and nodded his head to the priest to start the wedding.

She exhale a long breath out of her mouth shakily that she didn't even realize she was holding back. Her eyes widened when his words finally registered in her head. She looked up to see him standing in all his glory, already staring at her now teary eyes. His dark eyes now had a mischievous dark glint in them, probably thinking of the evil ways to make those suffer who he already had promised her to.

How can someone so beautiful as him could be so scary inside?

Silence dominant the place only priest voice can be heard as he recite the holy praises. She cut out the priest voice as soon as he started, not wanting to hear him cause there will no use when he is not going to fulfill his duties as a husband. Her eyeballs didn't dared to move anywhere but his eyes that were staring at her firmly.

Abraham came forward and give their respective rings to them, before going back to his place where he was standing before. She didn't even realize that someone had taken her bouquet. They exchanged their rings, her ring was golden with big white diamond that rested on the head of the band. The design for her was more feminine compared to the bold masculine design for him although her ring was light but it felt heavy for her.

The priest turned to him and asked him the question as he recited the prayers.

"Do you Antonio Stefano Marino, son of Orlando Marino, take Scarlett Francis, daughter of James Francis, to be your lawful wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for poor, in sickness and in health till death do you part?"

Eerie silence filled the altar as he looked at her with those sinister eyes as his dark voice pierced the silence.

"I do."

She gulped as the time came what she dreaded for.

"Do you Scarlett Francis, daughter of James Francis, take Antonio Stefano Marino, son of  Orlando Marino, to be your lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for poor, in sickness and in health till death do you part?"

She felt heart thumbing in her chest, her lips trembling, her breath halted to say the words. The words that will commit her life to him; the words that will promise her life to him.

For eternity.

She gulped once she looked into his eyes that is darkening the more she hesitate to say the words.

"I d-do." She strutter the words out of her mouth nearly whimpered as she saw him curled his hands.

"Please repeat after me" The priest continued.

"In the name of God, I, Antonio Stefano Marino, take you, Scarlett Francis, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish,'till death do us a apart."

His eyes bored into her piercing her to the soul as he repeated after the priest, saying his vows.

The priest turned to her kindly and said to do the same. After saying her vows the priest blessed them. She can't believe she's his now until priest said 'you may kiss the bride now'

Before she could withdraw her mind from the words that left the priest lips, his mascular arm were around her pulling her closer to him, surging tide of warmth left her limp in his embrace. She placed her arms on his chest to balance herself. She gasped as she felt his hot mint breath on her cheeks that were scarlet red just by thinking of what he's going to do to her. His one hand left her waist and trailed till it reached her neck and other was on her waist to steady her.

She flutter her eyes shut as his lips grazed from her cheeks to her trembling lips. His thumb tracing her jaw making severely butterflies on the bottom of her stomach to flutter.

"I've claimed you in front of the god that you believe in." He exhale before continuing. "Your heart, body and soul was mine from the second later i laid my eyes on you." He mummer against her trembling lips.

"Your heart is mine to beat, your goddess like body is mine to ****, you pure soul is mine to taint the **** I want because─" She felt him tightened his gripped on her waist before continuing.

"─you are mine and mine alone." She whimpered as she felt him digging his nails on her before capturing her lips into passionate kiss.

Her toes curled and her head felt so light, unfurling all her senses as the taste of him nearly silenced her all the thoughts. He moved his lips sensually against her. His tongue clashed with hers as he dominate her mouth. He tilted her face for better angle and taste every corner of her mouth. 

Her knees went weak as he took her lower lips between his teeth bitting her softly causing her to let out a soft moan, he growl before capturing her mouth again roughly. She tried her best to move her lips against his rhythmically; key words 'tried', but couldn't and let him dominate her mouth. She fisted her hands on his chest as she felt lower of her breath. Her heart pounding so much on her chest that she's sure he can feel it.

He devour her for few more seconds before pulling back resting his head on her. She took long gulp of breath in her system, her lips are swollen red and are tinkling with unknown sensation, his hot breath fanning on her face.

She flatter her eyes open and look at him only to find his bluish grey eyes already bored on her blushing face, reading her like an open book. His face looked like he is in some deep thoughts. His eyes held so much emotions that she can't really point a finger to; lust, love, passion, angst? She don't know. He is so difficult to read, he is really good in wearing his famous scowl.

She still felt the butterflies in her stomach and feel so disgusted on herself. How can she felt like this by his touch. Maybe it's bees that are stinging; maybe it's her nervousness; yes it is! She mentally exclaimed not wanting to admit the fact. It's not her fault, he made her so confused by his double personality.

His lips graze on her scarlet cheeks before reaching to her red ear. She let out a shaky breath as she felt his hot breath on her ear.

"Don't even let your little head in peace when you let mine in chaos of dark thoughts," He mummer before biting her ear earning a soft whimper from her bruised mouth. Her eyebrows frowned when she thought of the words he just said. What did she do now? She don't know; she don't even left her room since yesterday when he left her locked there.

"Do you know piccolo? This is the longest I've ever wait in my whole fucking life just to hear to say those words─"  He seethe as his nails digging in her waist making her whimper in pain. (little one)

"─from mio angelo but you know bambola what she did?" He asked in his dangerous voice before answering his own question, making her shiver in his arms "she had to fucking delay it." (My Angel, Doll)

Her heart drop in her stomach, her face paled, his arms held her up as her knees gave up once she heard his dark thick accent reached her ear.

"And you know what will fucking happen to her now bambola?" He growled, as she shook her head, her tears finally trail on her cheeks that she hold so much in 'till now. (doll)

"She will fucking pay for it." He said deadly, promised her yet again another punishment and her body felt like she's going to pass out any second.

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