You were forced to marry your enemy.

You don’t really want to but your parents were both rich as so as his parents.

You really didn’t know why.

And when you did you felt a sting and it hurts,
when you looked at it there was fresh blood dripping from your finger.

“You fvcking psych0path.” You muttered, can’t really speak properly cause it hurts.

Now in the wedding night you already took off your dress,
and was now about to take off the ring,
his lips close to your ear, his hands around your waist.

"Go on, I'm waiting." You heard Keifer's voice close to your ear.

"So either you want 9 fingers or you keep that ring on you. Your choice, princess."