Katrina Collateral Damage. This is what I am to him. Something that will get hurt along the way in the plan of his revenge. A soft spot to get at my father with because both I and my siblings were his weakness but me mostly and what did the bastard do when figured it out? He put my father in a pit that only he can be the only one to get him out off by marrying me. He Was My Doom. Daemon Years ago Ivan Russo took the light I had in my life from me when his precious daughter wasn't even born yet but I waited. Day by day I became a strong man, stronger than my father ever was, and day by day she was growing up too. Beautiful little spoiled Katrina . She's her father's little girl but she will be his demise soon. She will remember the day of her eighteenth birthday for the rest of her life, because it will be the day she becomes my wife. It will be the day he hands me his daughter with his own hands. The day she will become Katrina Ditio. She Was Mine From The Day She Was Born.
Katrina
I do.
That was it. The word that just sealed my fate forever.
The word that will burn my last eighteen years into ashes and all of that because of one vengeful man.
Daemon Ditio.
And in his defence, what is a better way to get revenge against a man who feels? Take one of his daughter's away. Easy peasy right?
I held back the tears threatening to fall because I have never cried before, not in front of anyone or even myself. I'm assuming that why I've always been called 'The Frigid Princess'
I never showed emotions in front of anyone, no matter how I felt even now, especially now.
Because if I wanted to follow my emotions then I would've already pulled my father's gun from behind his back and shot the man standing in front of me. My husband.
"You May kiss the bride." I was so lost in my rage that I even forgot about this part, how? How am I supposed to kiss the man who took any that was left of my freedom away from me.
My eyes drifted to Sasha, my twin sister.
My other half, who was one of many reasons for this sacrifice that I'm making by marrying this man.
Her eyes were glowing with unshed tears because unlike me, Sasha still felt something even after her accident she still did and for that I envied her.
I envied her because I wished that I was able to feel and show whatever emotion I want in front of everyone, without being scared of what Natalya would do but I can't, not anymore.
All of a sudden, I felt a heavy weight on my wrist before I was pulled into a solid hard chest yet my expression never showed my surprise which appeared to piss him off.
Daemon has already made it plainly clear to me that he disliked my cold personality.
My mind became a complete blank the moment I felt the presence of his lips getting closer to mine. My heart was ramming against my ribcage, my legs felt like jelly and I would have already been on the ground if it wasn't for his strong arm around my waist.
I've never been this close to someone before because surprisingly enough, Daemon has kept his distance from me the whole engagement time out of respect to the brotherhood or maybe he just couldn't handle seeing the daughter of the man who killed his beloved ones.
Before his lips could connect with mine, he placed them beside my ear as he whispered huskily, forcing shivers to go through my whole body.
"Till death do us apart, dear wife." He pulled back as slow as a snail would, his lips brushed my cheekbones before his pitch black eyes were piercing through my blue ones.
"So pray to god that my death is soon because it will be the only thing that will set you free from me," He paused and my borrows furrowed when he did but that shouldn't have surprised me since I knew that he liked playing mindfuck games.
Out of the blue, he was crushing me against his chest, his lips brushing over mine as he continued "because you are mine. Mine to kill. Mine to play with. Mine to destroy."
He slammed his lips on mine, not giving me anytime to recover as he pushed his tongue in my mouth without permission.
Because Daemon Ditio never needed permission. He always took what he wanted and I... was something he wanted too.
And now he had me.
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