Bride of the Dark Prince

Amanda's purple eyes widened while her hands shaking as she tightly gripped the bouquet of red roses. Fortunately, the bone-white veil covered half of her body so that it was able to block people's view of her. "D-daddy..." Amanda said frantically. "Don't embarrass me in front of hundreds of guests." Baron Broke snapped as he grabbed Amanda's hand and wrapped it around her arm. Seeing her hand slung over her father's arm, Amanda felt a sense of happiness in her chest. Even though she knew it was only the old man's pretend duty before sending her as the sacrifice of this marriage, but could she be a little happy, and make the last thing her father did according to her perception? "Ohh, poor her..." were the first words Amanda heard as her feet stepped towards the altar. The girl turned her head, but only cold stares from hundreds of pairs of eyes she found. Suddenly the attention of the guests turned to a large tall figure who was standing right beside the Religious Leader. “Ah s

Amanda screamed loudly when the clothes she was wearing were torn by the Prince's big hands. "Aaahhhh!" The girl immediately covered her upper body, while the handsome figure still dominated her. "Hey... don't shout like that. People can think I'm the bad guy," whispered the Black Prince with a meaningful smile. After saying that, the Black Prince swayingly lifted Amanda White in his arms. Throwing the girl on the bed, Amanda immediately made as much distance as possible from the big tall man, but the luxurious headboard stopped her. The Black Prince unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing impatiently, then dropped the black shirt on the side of the bed. There was a broad chest with scars here and there and his whole body seemed to have deep cuts from sharp objects. The man then climbed onto the bed while pulling Amanda's legs so that the girl was dragged and back into his arms. The prince breathed heavily, looking closely at Amanda's face and body. “How much did that old witch pay you

And time went on, but still, the torment from Amanda’s biological father never subsided, as did her stepmother and stepsister. For them, Amanda was always a big disgrace to the Broke family. Because, apart from being a different girl from most people, she was also abandoned after her wedding night with the Black Prince, as if adding to the long list of why Amanda White was so hated by the entire Broke family. “Looks like it's starting to fade,” Amanda muttered, referring not to the black stain that had been knocked out on the butt of the cauldron she used to look in the mirror but to the bruise above her cheekbone. "Dad was never like this. He never hit me, even though he didn't like me." Amanda realized that for a long time, Baron Broke seemed out of breath when he had to be in the same room with her. But only when they were together, as soon as Amanda's biological mother entered the same room, the atmosphere became so different, warm and full of love, like another families. “Love

A big event to welcome the host was held at the residence of the Black Prince. But before going to his residence, Illarion Black or better known as the Black Prince paid his respects to King Abraham in his private resting room. The old king was still lying weakly on the bed covered by a luxurious maroon mosquito net. The Black Prince knelt down to salute the King. "This time, it's Exilas?" asked the King a little hoarsely, but in no way reduced the charisma of the ruler of Anarka. "That’s right, Your Majesty," replied the Black Prince curtly. The old king chuckled. “You got a great victory, but why do you sound like you lost the war, Rion?” “Forgive me, Your Majesty,” replied the Black Prince briefly once again, not the least bit interested in answering at length the King's question. Slightly rising from the headboard of his bed, the King smiled sarcastically. "Ah, so you still hate me, Rion?" The Black Prince was still unmoved from his spot, just staring intently at the King wi

"Sit down? I guess you don't love your life anymore! How impolite! Just because I married you, now you are getting big-headed and dare to order me to sit down?! What animal do you think I am! Uh...” Illarion suddenly realized something, especially when Amanda screamed the same thing again, but this time, the white hand pointed at the black cat that was now sitting pretty licking its front paws. “That cat's name-,” Illarion stopped his questioning sentence. A teary-eyed Amanda looked at the man in fear. “I-I'm sorry I-I'm really sorry, Your Highness. But I gave the cat a name long before I knew your name. I'm really sorry….” Amanda still said the word 'sorry' a thousand times while prostrating with a trembling body, while beside her, the cat was still innocently licking its black hairy body. Illarion was stunned to realize what was happening, he almost ended his marriage this time by being killed by a cat. The man then laughed and Amanda was stunned as if amazed by that crisp laug