PROLOGUE

　　Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana.

　　Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.

　　Prince Cone has always been hungry for more power and more and more.

　　After his coronation, he attacked Salem.

　　The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen were killed, the prince was taken into slavery.

　　The people of Salem that survived the war were enslaved, their land was taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.

　　They lost everything, including their land.

　　Evil befalls the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.

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　　The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.

　　Ten years later, thirty-years-old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.

　　They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land and take Mombana land too.

　　It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.

　　As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.

　　As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.

　　He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.

　　Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.

　　"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.

　　Pure hatred, coldness, and victory was the only emotion on his face.

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　　Who's in for a different kind of love story?

　　Who's willing to travel the darker world with me?

　　Who's in for this story?

　　Since you can't answer vocally, answer me with your likes, and comments. They'll decide if I'll start the story or delete this prologue. MY SLAVE. MY PROPERTY.

　　{His hatred for her is Raw and Deep.}

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