Prologue
Hi, my name is Christina Scarlette Lannister Odinson-Kuchiki; I am 19 years and yes, I got married as soon as I was of age, it was not for love but an alliance between two families; the Lannister's and the Kuchiki's. I am reminded every second of the day that I am not loved by my husband, that I am just a pawn in this game. I started my own company at the age of 17; Willow Saint Hart (WSH) with the money I have been saving from working as an intern as a designer at a famous Fashion House anonymously; using a fake name and some of the money came from the owner of the company when I told him about my plans to start my own company. He was very supportive when he knew my real identity and understood that I wanted to do my own thing without the support of my family's name; although these six people close to me were disappointed that I did not tell them anything, they are still supportive and did not interfere with my business affairs. They only interfered when I asked them to keep it secret especially after I got married, I got to do something that I love even if it's in the shadows. My parents' names are Chastain Luna Odinson-Lannister and Richard Hugo Lannister.
You can say I was born from a noble family; spoilt but not given the love a child should be given to a child by her family. The Lannister family are more like robotic machines, they strive for perfection; that is my mother; she has it all, they don't care who they must sacrifice to obtain power. I have done all I could to gain my parents love let alone recognition, sometimes I would ask myself if I was their actual child, but as always, I get my answer when i look in the mirror as I am a younger version of my mother. My mother lives her life like she was born to cater to my dad, what he says goes even if it was to use their only daughter as a bargaining chip to obtain more power. My mother has a backbone she just hides it well; she is not stupid. One should be careful not to step on her toes, her bite is more poisonous it can cause a great destruction. I try not to dwell too much into my situation, you see I don't like holding grudges, they are not good for our health. I still love them though even though their love is not reciprocated, after all they are still my parents.
The ODINSON family are a direct opposite of the Lannisters; they love and treat me like their daughter, they are the Royal Family of this beautiful Island called Aquaria, there I am a Princess of the Mysteria . They are led by Odin Tywwin Odinson; my mother's father. My mother has an older brother Christopher Grant Odinson and an older sister Candice Ezra Odinson-Stanley. I have two crazy cousins, Camilla Odinson-Stanley and Chastity Odinson whom I am close to. We the Odinson family we have dominant blond hair and blue eyes. As I have said I am my mother's carbon copy; we both have silver hair, sapphire eyes and tan skin; did I mention also curvy, well my mom got curvier after she had me and she is proud of that. She oozes with confidence one can say she is perfect; where she goes, she makes people turn heads, she is beautiful, and she knows it.
Then there is my grand-uncle Toshiro Uchiha, he married Odin's younger sister who died after giving birth to Kushiro; she died from a rare blood cancer, it was detected two months before birth. He was left heartbroken, but he still gave love to his sons, he loves me like his daughter; he is the leader of the UCHIHA Clan he has two sons Jushiro and Kushiro, did I mention they are overprotective. Kushiro and I attend the same university; I even have same lectures with him; which is not a coincidence as wherever I go one of them must be there, if I have no security with me. I am in a business major as I would love to know more about business, I cannot keep it a secret much longer as people want to know the man or woman behind; a now known fashion house of WSH, and I want to handle own my business.
But that would not be possible anytime soon; seeing I am married to one of the most cold and dangerous man in the whole of Japan, if not the world, with a bonus of a mother and father-in-law from hell. He has lots of enemies that is why no one knows that we are married because obaachaan, my grand-uncle, grandfathers thought it would be best for my safety, but one can never be sure that is why I have an army of security on my tail, even more to my surprise my parents agree; I mean they wouldn't want to lose their bargaining chip. I am the Lady of the Kuchiki Clan, well not that anyone respects me in the mansion even the house helpers, except Mrs Crimson the head maid; they only respect me when my husband's grandparents are around.
My husband, legends say that he is a demon-king of the underworld who came to earth in form of a human to torment humans, that he feeds on beautiful women. His first fiancé disappeared without any trace; now it's like she never existed in Japan, only in memories planted in people's minds as a reminder of who he is, although people are not brave enough say it out loud, but you can see the questions swirling in their eyes waiting for any crumbs to feed their hunger. They are afraid of him, they are even afraid to say his name in fear that he might appear and slaughter them for using his name in vain, so they rather stick to addressing him as Master Kuchiki.
While some say he is the yakuza-king, as his bodyguards are straight up known to be notorious mercenaries known as Cerberuses of the underworld. He has destroyed; more clans and empires around the world; than his grandfather while was ruling the Kuchiki Clan with an iron fist. He is nothing like his grandfather, even his own parents are afraid of a life they have brought to earth; I mean their first son is the direct opposite of him, put the two brothers together they are like a ying-yang. At least his grandfather had compassion when it was needed, while he cares more about his pride, and he would do anything to protect it. He took over from his grandfather as head of the clan at the age of 16, he was training for it all his life and the position fits him like a glove.
Any way as I was saying I am married to Byakuya Gaara Kuchiki, he is the most arrogant, cold, heartless and dangerous man in the world. His presence is very hard to ignore it is suffocating; his figure is like the shadow of death looming over anyone who has ran out of time on this land of the living, it doesn't provide any sign of protection or love. In my eyes, it's like he is teasing me; showing me something sweet that will only taste sour, he ignites a spark of life in me, but I know it is just pure darkness. He has this raspy voice from lack of use; you see he is a man of few words; it is a definition of sultry that makes me be greedy; I want to be the only one who hears it. He is my master, and I am his puppet; he controls me without even trying, now I understand why my sassy mother caters to my father's every command without questioning it; LOVE four letters but dangerous, it can build and also destroy you.
His name alone explains it all, he doesn't need any introduction; as they say our names define us as individuals. I most admit he is the most handsome man I have ever seen other than the males in my family; because I know god was not stingy in giving us good genes. He stands at 6'11 with toned muscles in the right places; not the ones that makes you cringe with disgust, with pitch black long hair that reaches his shoulder. It is silky and always inviting me to just run my fingers through it; but I know I will lose them if I try it and did I mention he is a master in martial arts.
His eyes are slate grey eyes at night, and they are silver like mercury in the sunlight except it doesn't bring life, his eyes are hypnotic they pull you in like a moth to the flames except they are not of passion but of a promise to bring hell to you, flames that will leave your ashes and wipe off any sign of your existence. I have learned that whoever crosses his path will not make it to the other side. His eyes look lifeless, and a storm is always raging drowning all my rational thoughts that tell me to run for the hills. Every time I am around him, I feel like a part of him wants me to be safe, but then again it is just my brain trying to make sense of what my heart is truly feeling, I mean we have been married for a year and a half; yet he still looks at me like he is waiting for me to slip up so he can wipe off my existence, sometimes my brain tries to protect me by thinking of the tales I have heard about him. He looks at me like anything that goes wrong in his life is my fault, even breathing the same air as him is a crime in his eyes, even after everything I see when looking in his stoic gaze, I still love the color of his eyes. They remind me of these dark grey clouds on a rainy day and the earthy scent is released to calm your senses, It feels like I am right at home and safe when he is around.
And I am in love with him, the devil that looks like an angel deceiving innocent souls. As toxic as this love is; I still want...need more of this poison in my system to keep me alive. This God of death is my savior, my destroyer, the bearer of my soul, a thief that stole my heart. The only man that is going to destroy me, how unfortunate I am.
