In a derelict atmospheric corner of a town stood a hut wrecked to dust, destroyed to nothing, remaining it's shaft and the two couples kneeling in front of a damant being, wearing a black cloak that flows down to the ground. His face contoured to perfection, his 6'5 inches height intimidating and commanding respect from anyone that sees him. His an "earthquake".
No one looks him in the eyes for fear of being burnt to ashes. His a god, a destructive god that send things to ashes just by looking at him, bringing people to their knees. A peek at the extremity of his cloak can have one peeing in their pants. His ruthless, doesn't have a heart, heard was frozen by a dark spirit after he was born so don't expect any kindness from him, heart that can only be melted by "THE TRUE ONE"
The couples kneeling before him can't elucidate in words the level of frustration they're feeling right now. In their heart, they're praying for their death already. Only if they've known it would get these far, they wouldn't go to him for help in the First place. They're regretting their actions now.....
"You're keeping me waiting" Madden's voice vibrated out, sending everlasting shivers to their spines.
"My lord... please...give my parents a little time, I promise they will surely pay back"
Abigail, the couples daughter begged on their behalf immediately she ran out of nowhere. She have actually been watching from afar how her parents have been begging the unknown man nonstop, but seems like the man is adamant in making their lives misery...her parents lives to be precise.
Abigail just clocked 20 that same day the man decided to invade their Short- lived happiness, making it a story for another day.
She's young, pure, untouched, beautiful with her barbie doll face, she's like a goodess descended to earth to wreck havoc. Her beauty is timeless. Her curvy figure is damned. Madden noticed all that but he kept his thoughts to himself.
His cold eyes meet with hers. Abigail felt chillness firsthand, then intense cold after a while, staring directly into his eyes.
"What's happening?... why isn't she affected by my eyes" Madden thought..
something is wrong and he can fell it even before it started. Something is off about her and he has to find out by himself. No one has ever looked him in the eyes and still be breathing, the person never sees the next day.
He gestured to his comrade who has been standing behind him like a statue. Following his every lead, he came forward, levelling himself to his hearing. After a while of a discussion,.the comrade came forward and drag the petite girl to stand up to his level, her blue piercing eyes captivating him.
"I can only imagine how it will feel to loose something very precious, but...I have another way of wavering off your debt" he muttered with his underlying smirk.
The couples raise they eyes only to his cloak, listening keenly to him.
"I'm taking your daughter with me...she will become my bride and also cover off your impending debts, hows that?" he scoffed
"No....no... please, ma...pa... please do something, I can't live with him. His a monster, please mother, he will killm me." Abigail wailed immediately he said that with tears flowing down her eyes already.
She felt betrayed but her subconscious is telling her that her parents really tried their best. They wouldn't allow their daughter to be taken if they was any other possible resolve to these. But her hope and determination shattered when her father altered the worst of all.
"Okay my lord...she's all yours" her father said.
" What?" Abigail shrieked. Surprised was an understatement for what she really felt at the moment. She felt betrayed, useless, worthless beyond recognition. Her own father sold her off. She looked up at her mother. Thankfully her mother was disappointed with what her father said just by looking at her eyes.
Her mother's face paled instantly. She couldn't believe her own husband. She knew he was selfish but not to these extent. She couldn't talk further but her eyes spoke it all.
"Take her away" Madden's voice vibrated through like earthquake.
Immediately, the comrade held hands with Abigail's bonding with the air within seconds, leaving no trace.
"My lord .... please.....I know I don't have a say but please take care of Abigail, she's my all. I can't loose her please, protect and cherish her for me. She's all I've got" Abigail's mother pleaded with guilt washing over her being, her head still down, with tears streaming nonstop from her eyes.
She couldn't protect her own child, what kind of mother is she?
Since she couldn't protect her, the only hope she have left is Madden's protection.
Madden spared her a glance before misting from they presence.
"What was that, woman!!!!" Abigail's father thundered
"Do you want to put us in more troubles than we already are, huh??" He barked again. "Answer me!!!""
"No..but I was just trying to protect our child. You know she's....."
Hit
She couldn't complete her words when a resounding slap connected with her cheek.
Her long dark raven hair covered her face, a lone tear escaping from her eyes. She's used to it anyway, but she couldn't seem to hold these in today not after someone took her daughter away and her husband did nothing about it.
Despite in her kneeling position, her husband didn't even care when he got up and begin hitting her like always. Thank goodness Abigail is not around to witness such cruelty again.
"Protect her? Did I tell you she's in need of any protection? She's fine.... perfectly fine. Infact she will be fetching us alot of money" he said with greedy eyes, while continuing hitting her.
Abigail's mother whose name is Mira continue with her wailing, her husband beating f*cking hurts but she couldn't do anything about it, just taking it all in.
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"Leave me the f*ck alone" Abigail cursed .
Madden's comrade brought her here about five minutes ago, locking her up. Currently she's inside a vast, well decorated bedroom. She wouldn't deny that the place is very beautiful.
"Didn't know that you curse so much"
She turned around looking for who said that but didn't see anyone. Fear gripped her immediately. One thing she's scared of is "Ghost!!!" She hates them, and hearing these unknown voice sent her beating heart to her stomach.
"Who are you... pl... please show yourself" she stammered. Fear evident in her voice.
"Scared?" The voice came again. These time she could feel a presence behind her. She turned swiftly until her eyes landed on the figure by the door, leaning on the door frame.
'when did he get in, I'm sure the door is looked and he came in without making a sound.?' Abigail thought to herself.
"I have my ways, sunshine" he smirked walking toward her in slow and taunting steps, Walking to her like a predator aiming at its prey. Well she's his prey now. His sunshine to his dark world. Only her eyes alone can brighten the whole of his world. And his determined to hold on to that sunshine forever.
Abigail took two to three steps backwards, she stopped when she collided with the wall. F*ck!!
"Do you want me to?" Madden smirked evilly at her.
"Do what " she asked. By now Madden is already so damn close to her that she couldn't even breath.
His cologne invading with her privacy. Damn!!! He smells good.
" What you said just now. F*ck" he scoffed
"I don't understand. Please leave me the heck alone" Abigail muttered still confused.
"Maybe really teaching you a lesson will shape your mouth." He said
"what do you mean. Please leave me the heck alone" she said. Fear evident in her voice .
Madden's prickling eyes still staring keenly at her, making her more nevious than intended.
Sensing the Fear from her voice, he withdrawed himself back, his piercing eyes still on her.
"From now on you're my bride which you know well enough, our wedding will be held tomorrow evening, so I want you to prepare. Sylvester will guide you on somethings which you have to know before tomorrows dawn" he explained turning away to leave, but Abigail's voice stopped him on his tracts.
"Why so sudden...the...the marriage, why so sudden, I won't have enough time to even invite my parents " she said bowing, afraid to even look at his backside.
"They're aware. Your mother will be here by tomorrow morning if that's what you're diving at" he voiced with his croaky voice which seems to have an intimate effect on her, but can't pinpoint.
"Again.... sunshine, I hate stuttering, Fear and incompetence" he said not giving her enough time to reply, he walked out.
Strange
"So he walks " Abigail thought.
The image of what her father will be doing to her mother playing in her mind. She knew already what will happen after her mother looked at her father the way she did when Madden claimed her, she knows her father.
She's sure to confront him which will allegedly lead to beating. She's only hoping that 'the lord' whom she's about to marry will be able to accommodate her mother when she asks him of it. She's just hoping, that's all.
Looking around the room once more, she wasn't able to deny the fact that the room is really beautiful and spacious,not what she expected from someone rumoured to be a devil. Was anticipating something very dark, creepy, evolving of dark symphony. But she's surprised. Everywhere is grande like a royal palace.
She went towards a door she saw, assuming it to be the bathroom, her assumption was right. She was ewed by its beauty.
" His really rich I must say" she murmured to herself.
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"Father you sent for me." Madden said to his father.
His father, the king kaddn of all supernaturals stood up from his throne descending down to meet his son. At the two sides of the throne stood the Queen's.
Yeah
The king married two wives. The left hand side is the first queen(Emma), while the right hand side is the second queen(Carolina). The two stood up too with smiles plastered on their sharming faces.
They're very beautiful, sexy and tall as well. People said the king married them because of their beauty, which is somehow true. They beauty is a literal chokehold, no aging, anyways supernaturals never age.
"Madden...What is it that I'm hearing?" The king asked raising his eyebrows
"Exactly what you're insinuating father" Madden answered him
The king smiled walking closer to him. Father and son who possess same traits. They height so intimidating, thou however Madden is a little bit taller than him, standing and staring at each with their bulky frames.
"You know very well that's never gonna end well" the king asked him
"That's none of your business " he said
"She's a mortal, madden!!!" The king flared, anger evident in his eyes
"Exactly, one reason I should have her, don't you think...funs aren't only meant for you" Madden said
"Madden... that's different" he scowled
Not sparing a glance at the king,he walked towards the long table which contains 25 seats for the elders. Normally used for meetings or for the yearly royal conclaves.
Sitting in one of them, he stared into the unknown.
"Son...um...um...you... sh... should... reply to your father " queen Carolina stuttered. Evident that she's afraid of her own son. Queen Carolina is his mother.
"You know very well I hate stuttering Carolina" he said calmly
"Hey young man, mind your tune..she's your mother" the king flared
"One reason I should talk to her like one" he said
Madden stood walking toward his mother. Within an eyes he's already in front of her..
He lowered himself to queen Carolina who was already fidgeting with fear of her own son, reason still unknown to everyone even the king and queen Emma.
"I love you mother, but you know very well I hate stuttering more than anything. What punishment should I give you?" He whispered to her with a taunting smirk plastered on his face and his hands folded to the back.
"I'm sorry" Carolina said with so much difficulty.
"It's okay" he said pecking her.
"Madden....." Queen Emma was cut short when he disappeared into thin air leaving behind dark spirit.
"His so cute.." queen Emma muttered to herself. The lust and longing in her eyes.
' you're mine Madden.' she thought again.