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“Is this for real?” I whispered while looking at the marriage contract in front of me. Wiping the sweat off my forehead, I glanced up. There were only four of us here – the court, myself, the man I was supposed to marry, and hmm… the guard? My hand trembled as I held the pen.

“Do you really think you’re at a loss? Your future husband is handsome! Look at those thick eyebrows, eyes like gazing over vast fields, that perfectly sculpted nose, those blood-red lips. Seriously, are you being too picky?” the other part of my mind shouted.

“No, Louie! This is not a joke. Look at him. Handsome but arrogant. That expressionless face of his is intimidating. Everything around him is intimidating!” I retorted, feeling the fear creeping in.

“You’re so noisy!” I unintentionally raised my voice, catching the attention of the three people present. Blushing, I lowered my head to hide my embarrassment.

“Do you have something to say, Ms. Montero?” the man next to my supposed future husband asked, raising an eyebrow. I remained silent, focusing again on the contract in front of me.

“Are you going to sign the contract, Ms. Montero? The boss is waiting,” he urged, bringing me back to reality. I looked at him and gave him a sharp look before reluctantly deciding to sign. Each stroke of the pen felt like sealing my fate on this paper.

I noticed the man raising his eyebrow again, probably at my displeased expression.

“Ms. Montero, we are not the ones benefiting from this contract. It’s your organization,” he added, irritating me even more. I shot him another fierce look, diverting my gaze when the judge spoke.

“As the contract was signed with both of you, I now pronounce Mr. Iverson Jade McGregor and Ms. Jhayka Louie Montero as man and wife! Congratulations!” the judge announced, extending his hand. I was about to shake it when the man next to me intervened.

“Hold on. Ms. Montero, we’re not done yet,” he said, grabbing the judge’s attention. He stood up, shook hands with the judge, and flashed a chilling smile. His demeanor screamed danger, intensifying my unease.

After the handshake, he walked towards me, surprising me as he took my hand. I instinctively pulled away when he attempted to remove the ring on my finger.

“You can’t take that!” I exclaimed. His gaze pierced through me as he grabbed my hand again, causing me to panic.

“What are you going to do? You can’t take that!” I protested.

“You’re too young to wear a purity ring,” he said calmly, making me flustered. How did he know?

“Age doesn’t matter! As long as you’re pure, it’s okay. And besides, I’m already 18!” I argued. He ignored me, replacing it with a ring adorned with dazzling gemstones. I couldn’t deny its beauty; it was even more stunning than my other ring.

“Wear this on me too,” he insisted, revealing another identical ring. I gawked as he put it on himself.

Suddenly, he leaned in, and I felt his lips on mine. My eyes widened. I was about to push him away when he bit my lip, his hand on my neck. I tasted the metallic and slightly salty liquid amidst his kisses, unable to hold back a moan of pain. His kisses made me forget everyone else in the room.

“A man shouldn’t forget to kiss his bride,” he whispered, leaving me breathless. I unconsciously nodded.