"Wh... What are you doing?" She stuttered out her words in a soft whisper as his hands caressed her face gently. "What do you think I am doing, Jia Li?" His deep, hot voice questioned her. His voice made Jia Li gulp down, he sounded so hot, so sexy. "I am... I am your father's bride" she pulled away from him with the last resolve inside of her. "I might be truly too young for your father but... But he is the king and you are his son and..." she began rambling. He threw his head backwards, his hair flipping. "I do not care" he pulled her back to him. With his face leaned close, eyes gazing into each other and his arm wrapped around her waist. "If you don't want this, it's okay to run away" he whispered huskily to her and Jia Li gulped down hard. Her mouth went dry but she made no attempt to get away from him. Her decision was made clear. Their lips met, entangling them into a romance never meant to be heard of. * Born on the night of a dark moon, he was bad news enough. His mother, his father's favorite dying during his birth was more bad news. For these, prince Xuhai was isolated and avoided by every other person in the palace and was called the demon prince. An isolated life stripped Xuhai of feelings and emotions. All he wanted was to become king and prove everyone wrong about him but the day he set his eyes on her, Jia Li, his life goals changed slightly. He wasn't only going to become king, he was going to build a love life with her but that wasn't going to be easy, not when Jia Li was his father's young bride and his elder brothers all want the same throne seeks to sit on. (An historical romance)
Prince Xuhai was dressed in his royal robe of red and black but unlike every other royal, his robe was left untied and a good amount of his chest was left out for eyes to see and drool over except for the fact that there was no one outside to look and drool over him.
His long black hair flowed down his shoulders and stopped at his back. His eyes were sharp and had a tinge of darkness in them.
He took steps after steps towards his father's palace and the more he took steps, the more the place got deserted.
"It's the demon prince"
"Do not look into his eyes. I heard looking into his eyes can kill you"
"It is really him. Why did he come out today?"
"His presence is so scary"
He could hear the various comments from the people as they scampered away, everyone leaving his path empty and free for him to walk.
Being avoided like this was the most normal thing in the life of Prince Xuhai. And he did not seem to care about it anymore.
After all he was no longer that little kid that craved love and attention, he was now just a prince who had his eyes on the throne and sought to get it through every means.
He finally walked into his father's palace and as soon as he did, his eyes caught sight of a maid tripping and falling down in panic.
"It's... It's the demon prince" she stuttered.
"Prince Xuhai is here!" The eunuch announced, his voice slightly shaky as he announced the presence of the prince to the King.
"Let him in" the deep masculine voice of the king rang through the air.
The doors opened and he stepped into the Chambers of his father, the king, the man who he knew hated him and the man who he also hated.
But to become the King, he knew he needed the support of his father.
"Greetings to the King" he bowed slightly in respect.
His deep voice sounded almost like that of his father except that it was even more masculine than that of his father.
"I was told you asked of me to come over here"
"I asked you to come here three hours ago. Your elder brothers have come and have left already and you are just arriving!"
"I am here now" was his only response to his father.
The King sighed, shook his head and looked up at his son.
"I wished I never had you. I wish you were never given...."
"Never given birth to... I know" he cut him off.
"You dare cut me off?" The King asked.
"What am I here for?" He went straight to the point.
"After so many years after I lost your mother because of you... I am finally getting married again, to a young beautiful Lady"
"Congratulations" he greeted with absolutely no emotions on his face.
"I did not expect to see you happy or smile anyways, you have always been like this" he shook his head.
"I am not smiling because I have no reason to do so."
"I am getting married in two days... Be there"
"Yes father"
He gave another small bow and turned to exit the presence of the King.
"And when coming, dress like a proper prince!"
"Yes Father" he responded without looking back at him.
The king watched his last son walk out of his Chambers with powerful strides.
"I should really never have had him" he mumbled.
Prince Xuhai walked away from the King's palace heading to his own palace, the palace of the Demon Prince as he was called by everyone.
In the entire royal family, he had the least number of servants. He had just four servants.
"Oh, isn't that my youngest brother?" He heard a voice that he would recognize everywhere and anywhere.
The voice of his elder brother, given birth to by the same mother who had birthed him.
Prince Na Mi.
Xuhai stopped in his tracks and waited for his elder brother to catch up.
"Let me guess, you are just going to see father"
Xuhai's gaze landed on his elder brother and the mocking look on the face of Na Mi vanished.
If there was something that everyone except the king feared, it was being stared at by the demon prince.
His gaze was always sharp and intense, it was killing and even his elder brothers felt their legs melting each time he stared at them.
"I would have no talk with you until I get what I am searching for, Na Mi" he aired out to his elder brother and walked past him.
Everyone knew what he was searching for, it was to become the king.
The isolated and avoided prince who sought to become the king would have been a funny issue if that isolated prince was not him.
"You would never become king!" He heard Na Mi tell back but he ignored him.
It was not the first time he was hearing those words, he had heard it countless times from different people and he was all out to prove them wrong by taking up that position.
Xuhai lifted his hands up and stared at it while walking, the thoughts of the first man he killed flashing through his mind.
"You are cursed. Your mother died because of you, your twin brother died because of you. With you, the kingdom is cursed enough. Being the king? you would never become one, demon prince, because you are cursed. I would never see you become king with my eyes."
Were the words that man had said to him and yes, Xuhai had made his last words come true by killing him.
The man would never see him become king because he was dead.
Xuhai was only 11 when he had killed that man by burying a dagger inside of his heart.
From that day, he had been more feared and more avoided but he no longer cared.
The only thing he cared about was the throne.
Xuhai walked back to his domain, the cool evening breeze lifting his hair up a few times and caressing his heavenly face.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks when he heard the rustling of leaves coming from his garden.
No one was allowed into his garden without his permission.
It was the garden he had been tending to since he was little and no one was allowed into it.
With his thick brows arching, he turned around towards the garden, his hair doing a flip.
He took steady but quick steps towards the garden.
"Who are you?" His deep voice rang out with annoyance and anger over the trespassing but when the lady in the garden lifted her face up with a smile lighting up her face, he could swear he felt something, something that made the anger inside of him vanish.
A Billionaire CEO, his greatest wish was to get his celebrity crush to fall in love with him and through his attempted death, he gets a chance. * Jeremy pulled the arm of the lady and yanked the face cap off her forehead. Immediately he did so, his lips parted into a slight gape and he literally froze. The lady who had just tried to kill him was no other than his very own celebrity crush, Maya Dreams! He recovered from the shock quickly, dropping the face cap to the floor and moving steps closer to her until her back was against the wall. "Since you walked into my life yourself in this manner, I am not going to let you go, never!" "You will live with me for three months or else the world will know about the pretty Maya Dreams being a killer, do you agree to my terms, Maya Dreams?" She seemed slightly confused before her small head bobbed a positive response. "I do." He grinned. * It was wrong for him to take in the lady who had just attempted to kill him but he could not hold it. Loving her was his bad habit, one he knew was going to be hard to stop.
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Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
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