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Fear. 

When was the last time I, the heartless, the unbreakable, experienced it? 

I no longer remembered. In fact, did it exist in me in the first place?

But, tonight, before his dominating presence, my body gave up on me as if control was no longer possible, as if submission was my only ability. 

"Do you know what I hate the most?"

In the dimly lit room, his piercing emerald orbs forcefully linked to mine as the scowling from the man supposedly my ‘husband’ reverberated in the room.

“Do you know what disgusts me the most?”

Stumbling upon my wedding dress, I swallowed hard, my back firmly pressed against the cold wall, resting my palm on it for support.

The wedding dress failed to conceal the coldness I received through his glare, breaths were tightening around my throat.

My heart was pounding at an incomprehensible rate in anticipation when there were barely recognizable distances between us.

"Pathetic people like you." He hissed, his strong form, hovering over mine. Strands from his half bun fell on his handsome face. 

Asserting his dominance, scrutinizing my quivering form and I hated it, that was not how I intended to display myself. 

How can I, Zariah Ezekiel, be weak? By a mere man?

“No, th-that’s not it,” 

“Hmm? What?” 

He arched an eyebrow, giving me a chance to speak for myself but to no avail, my whispers were unheard by him.

“I.. am not pathetic,” 

The tip of his fingers traced the side of my face and brought it down. My breath hitched, my body tensing up at the foreign touch which I only imagined about.

“If not then what is with this reaction, sweetheart? Why be so vulnerable and weak before me?” He smirked darkly.

“I..” I gulped, “I haven’t been touched before, that’s why,” 

He took my honesty as mockery, “Are you fucking serious?” He laughed a little, eyes shifting from the bottom, stopping at my eyes sternly.

“Are you telling me this angelic body is untouched? Do you expect me to believe it?”

“I am not lying,” 

“Well then, let’s find out. It's our wedding night after all."

My heartbeats boomed, in fact the loudest resonance in the room when he unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt, temptations visible through his slightest action.

With one hand on the wall, his other hand began to probe my body ready to devour me, "In any case, I strongly believe you know what a couple does on their wedding night, right?"

I nodded innocently, “Mhm,” 

I shut my eyes, fidgeting my fingers around my dress, knowing the magical effect he held on me, he shifted his hand to my waist and yanked me into him.

"Although it's unusual to see a puppet filled with such emotions." He jeered, traveling his eyes down, making my heart skip a beat.

"No, not a puppet but..." His gaze stopped again at my lips, announcing my position, "A doll." 

"Your... doll?" 

"That's right. My doll. But, you know what, Zari?" He said with one hand holding my waist firmly while cupping my cheek, shutting down all my senses by one tender touch.

His lips curved upward from one side in a pernicious way, he was so pleased when I swayed along, connecting our gazes as if it was the only thing I longed for.

“I want my doll to be fearless,”

“It exists only for you,” I unintentionally whispered back. 

“My, my, why is that?” 

Snickering, I knew not a single reaction of mine was a part of my personality, it was NOT me.

Yet I had no choice. 

"I guess the delicate princess of her father couldn't bear a rough man."